Complicated

Chapter 11: Repairs

Ric's POV

I flung my arm free with as much force as possible, in the rage of the moment, and panicked when I saw that as a result of my actions, I had pushed Kathy back as well. Despite her strength, her small figure was nothing compared to me, and her body flew back.

Shit. Fuck. Damn it.

I pushed her far enough for her body to hit Damon's bed under board with a loud thump and heard as she winced in pain.

Fuck. That sounded like it really fucking hurt.

I saw her body go limp and she refused to move. I quickly came to the realization that she couldn't move.

Damn it!

I watched Damon grow red with fury. He pushed me off of him, and despite him being smaller than me, I still was sent to some pretty far distance across the room.

Damon immediately hurried towards Kathy and grabbed her body, cradling her upper body and head in his arms.

"Love, are you alright?" Love? What the fuck?

They're serious.

Really serious.

It's not just... sex. I cringed at the thought.

I watched as he stroked her hair and whispered things I couldn't hear in her ear. His face took a form of extreme worry and fear.

He does care about her.

So much more than I've ever seen him care about any other girl.

"FREDERICK!" I heard Damon yell and was pulled away from my thoughts. I rushed to stand up from the ground and headed over to check on my sister, who was unconscious.

Shit. Why'd you have to be the only one to get Mom's healer gene? If I had it I could help you.

Maybe I do have it.

I breathed deeply before holding my hands inches above her body, as my mom often does when healing people, and concentrated deeply, trying to find my inner healer. I took out my wand and held it in my hand as I kept both my hands out above her body, trying to fix and survey all the damages.

Nothing. Fuck.

I threw my wand across the room but made sure it landed on my bed so it wouldn't break.

"Frederick, what the fuck do we do?!" Damon pressured me.

"I don't know! Let me think!" I tugged my hair harshly, trying to come up with a solution.

"Let's just go to your mom's." Damon said and I shook my head quickly.

"Hell no. My parents will kill me." I refused immediately.

"We have to!" He pressured me.

"You don't understand. I'll never come out of my room, they'll put bars on my windows, they'll lock my door and throw away the key, they'll hide my wand and cut off human communication. No. My mom isn't an option."

"I don't give a fuck what punishment you get. In case you couldn't tell: YOUR SISTER IS UNCONSCIOUS! Wake the fuck up and let's go!" He picked her up bridal style and grabbed his wand. "Are you coming or not?" I sighed but grabbed my wand and nodded, spinning my wand as he held onto my arm with one hand and we both felt the queasy feeling of Apparition.

We stumbled on the sand as we landed right in front of my parents house.

In any other situation, I would enjoy the smell of the fresh ocean breeze that reminds me of home. But right now, I'm a dead man walking.