What's an Omelet?

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Anna POV          “No, no, no, please don’t. Stop!” They are beating me. Who? I have no idea. I am tied down, blindfolded. They kick the side of my head.          “Shut the f**k up!” The beating only continues. I can feel several different whips, steel toed boots, knives all biting into and ripping my skin apart. I don’t know how I am still conscious. I can feel hands roaming over my body.          “Set her loose. Let her try to fight. She’ll realize how weak and pathetic she is.” They laugh as my restraints are removed. I try to fight, claw their hands off of my skin.          I can feel someone shaking me. Yelling my name. I keep thrashing, terrified and in excruciating pain. Anastasia, Anna you need to wake up! I am awake, that’s the problem. All of this would stop if I would only pass out. What do we do!? Anna, please little one, you need to wake up. You’re safe, its only a nightmare. Angel, just listen to our voices, wake up. I promise you’re ok.          The voices keep calling to me. I am going crazy, they hit my head to hard. I feel someone moving me, their hands on my neck, my face. I feel the hands putting pressure on my temple.          Suddenly, all the hands besides the ones on my face disappeared. Sshhh, little kitten, they are all gone. I’m here, you’re safe. Can you open you eyes for me? I think that’s Nic’s voice.          I gasp, opening my eyes and scrambling off of the bed into the nearest corner. I don’t even recognize my actions. I don’t recognize where I am.          “Anna? Sweetheart, you’re safe. It was only a dream.” I think that was Alexei murmuring to me. I tense as he grasps my hand. Placing it on his chest, “Feel my breathing? Little one can you copy my breathing? In-out, that’s a good girl. See? I promise you’re ok, you’re safe.” He keeps speaking softly as I feel someone else touch the back of my neck.          “It’s ok doll.” That’s Damien, “Just keep breathing. Feel Alexei’s breathing and copy him ok?” I start to feel calmer. Eventually I can see where I am. I panic a little when I recognize it as Dominic’s room. I start remembering what happened earlier.          “s**t!” Dom exclaimed, “Anastasia, look at me.” I meet his gaze and can’t look away. He starts murmuring sweet nothings and his grip tightens slightly on my neck.          “Anna, I swear everything will be explained in the morning.” Alexei begins, “Let us get you back in bed hhmmm? You will feel calmer, not to mention you’re shivering. I’m going to pick you up, ok?” He takes my small nod as acceptance and gently cradles me to his chest.          Instead of setting me down like I expected, he handed me to Nicholai who was settled in the middle of the bed. He had me lay down with my head in Dom’s arms and lap with my calves and feet in Day’s lap. I was instantly surrounded by warmth and fuzzy blankies.          “Apple juice, milk, or water Kitten?” Alec asks.          “U-uhhmm, w-wat-ter?” I stammer in response, unsure if there is a correct answer. I was also confused why I would want apple juice or milk…I’m 18, well almost.          “I will be right back. Just relax little one.” He smiles slightly at me as he exits the room. I hear light chuckles so I glance up to see Dom looking at me with, adoration? I’m feeling more and more confused.          “Hey no, shhh,” Dom starts playing with my hair, “Don’t cry doll. I know you’re confused. Today was rough and must have triggered that nightmare. I know we keep saying this, but we will explain in the morning. We want you to be well rested, and calm so you understand everything we tell you and can ask any question you want.” I sigh and snuggle closer into my masters. I quickly started to doze off.          “Wake up little one.” Dom nudges me gently. I groan and bury my face into his chest so I can sleep. I feel them shift me so I am mostly upright and leaning against Dom’s chest. I feel something at my lips and I realize it’s a bottle? What the?...          I don’t feel like fighting and I just want to sleep so I drink the milk Alec brought me. I never realize that I fell back asleep. But when I awake, I am in my own bed and Damien is sound asleep with his arms wrapped around me.          “Good morning doll,” I hear his sexy morning voice say, “How are you feeling?” I think for a minute before replying.          “Confused” I feel proud for not stuttering. Granted, it was only one word, but it was still progress. He chuckled lightly behind me before squeezing me closer to him slightly.          “As expected,” He says letting me go and standing up, “How about you go shower and get dressed and meet us downstairs in the kitchen for breakfast?” I nod as I rise and do as he suggested.          I admit, I delayed going downstairs. Taking extra time to wash my hair and shave. I decide to moisturize my body before getting dressed. Then I had a long mental debate on what clothes to wear before realizing one of them already laid out an outfit on my bed.          They laid out black sweatpants, a cropped tank top, and fuzzy hoodie along with fuzzy socks like yesterday. I dress and meander downstairs. I hear voices from the living room, so I headed that way.          They look up and smile slightly as I walk towards them but continue talking. I sit on the sofa between Alec and Dom, becoming lost in my thoughts while they talk.          “Anna,” Alec startles me from my thoughts, “Let’s go find you something to eat.” He helps me stand and holds my hand while leading me into the kitchen. “Do you like omelets?” I shrug, never even having hear of an omelet before.          “Omelets it is then.” He turns to gather the supplies, “Are you allergic to anything, or is there anything you don’t like to eat?” I simply stare at him. I have really only eaten rice and bread with the occasional apple or banana if I earned it.          He seemed to realize where my silence was coming from. He blushed slightly before turning to make this omelet thingy. After about ten minutes he turned around and set a plate down in front of me. Tentatively, I took my first bite. Before I knew it, I was so full I could hardly move.          “I’m assuming you didn’t hate it.” Dom says from behind me. I had been so focused on my food that I hadn’t even realized the rest of the guys were in the kitchen.          “I like it.” I murmured blushing at them all staring at me. All but Nic grinned in response.          “Let’s go to the living room to talk. The chairs are more comfortable.” Day suggests. We all get up and move to the other room to talk. I gotta admit, they really do have comfortable chairs in here.
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