Good Things Never Last

Chapter 21

It had taken George all night and the majority of the early hours of the morning to clean and re-stitch the multiple cuts on my torso that had opened up, and it took him even longer to clean up the blood that I had managed to spill all over the house. Wiping away the sweat that had gathered on his forehead, George let out a sigh as he stood up and straightened himself out.

"Everything looks good"
He sent me a brief smile as I nodded in response.
"So just get some rest and eat this"
He turned around for a moment to grab something from the medial bag and when he turned back around, I caught sight of a golden apple and gratefully took it from his outstretched hand.

He then rose to his feet and began walking towards the door at the other side of the room.
"And George?"
He stopped walking at the sound of my voice and looked over his shoulder.
"Thank you"
He nodded but didn't respond as he left the room. Sighing to myself, I sunk my teeth into the yellowish apple and quickly ate it before my eyelids began to droop. Slowly but surely, I lulled myself to sleep, welcoming my dreamless slumber with open arms.

I was awakened by the sound of soft knocking which I assumed was coming from the door at the other side of the room. Suddenly wide awake and slightly irritated by the constant knocking, I jumped up from my bed and ran over to the door, kind of curious to see who was on the other side of it.

But then I stopped. I had moved. Yet I felt no pain. Looking down at my chest, I saw that the bandage around my torso was completely clear. No bloodstains. Nothing. George really had worked his magic.

I shrugged and finally opened the door, making a mental note to thank him again when I next saw him. A tall man with fluffy brunette hair stood in front of me. A red cloak sat atop her shoulders, and black sunglasses sat on their noses. What they were wearing was fit for a king, but that made sense as they were about to be crowned one.

"Good evening Y/N"
He nodded slightly as they looked down at my smaller figure.
"Good evening to you too, Eret. Wait evening? How long did I sleep for?"
"About 15 hours maybe, I'm not sure. Can I come in for a moment if that's okay?"
"Oh okay, and yeah, that's fine"

I backed away from the doorway to let Eret in and I closed the door behind them. I wasn't really as mad as I should have been about the whole betrayal. In all fairness, he did a horrible thing, but due to my absence and lack of time I spent with her, it didn't really bother me that much and the small amount of anger I did have had already dissipated as I felt like I had more important things to focus on. Like getting back home.

"So how may I help you today, soon to be King Eret?"
I sat down on my bed, patting the spot next to me to silently invite him over to sit beside me.
"Well someone seems to have energy today, and actually, that's exactly what wanted to talk to you about"
He did actually come over and sit beside me, leaning back on the wall beside my bed.

"What about it?"
"Well you don't need to come because I know it's probably really awkward for you, being Dream's prisoner and all that, but I want you to be there. The members of L'manburg have also been invited, but it's not guaranteed that they're coming"
I looked up for him, a smile quickly growing on my face.

"Eret, I would love to come. It would be an honour. Plus, I really do need to get out of this stuffy old room and socialise before I go insane"
My smile spread to Eret's face as we both let out a chuckle.
"Good point actually. Although, you'll probably have Dream watching you like hawk after yesterday's events"
"Yeah, but I kind of expected that anyways if I'm being honest"
The thought of being a captive hadn't really sunk in at that point due to the decent environment I'd been kept in and how my interactions with the boys were going a lot better than I assumed it would have.

"But I'm sure he won't be too harsh or anything"
They seemed to notice my face fall when I got lost in thought for a couple of seconds. Turning to face him, I sent a weak smile in her direction before facing the wall again.

"I miss them Eret, I really do"
He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and squeezed it slightly.
"You'll get to see them soon. He won't keep you here forever, I'll make sure of it"
"Thank you Eret"

The sound of someone clearing their throat stopped me from saying anything else. I turned my head towards the noise and my eyes fell on none other than the masked man himself, leaning against the doorframe as he held a clump of what seemed to be either red or black cloth.

"This is for you"
He stuck his hand out in my direction as I slowly got up to retrieve the cloth. Confused, I took the material from his hand and quickly unfolded it. As I gazed down at the material in front of me, a gasp escaped my lips.

I held the silk ball gown so I could see it properly in the evening light. It had a long puffy skirt with cut off the shoulder sleeves and jewels all over the bodice.

I couldn't keep my eyes off of it.

Or

I held up the three-piece suit so I could see it properly in the evening light. There was a collared dress shirt and a necktie amongst the bundle of clothes I had in my grip.

It looked like something you would see a businessman in.

I looked up to say thank you, but the green man was already gone and Eret was on his way to the exit.
"I'll let you get changed and ready, see you later Y/N!"
"Bye thank you Eret"

As the door shut, I felt a huge grin appear on my face.