Half Breed

Recovery

Recovery

"Holy fuck, did I get run over by a truck?" I ask into the air as I sit up. I run my fingers through my hair then stop. Too much pounding going on in there for me to be able to do that. "Haa, fuck-truck. That rhymes."

A chuckling from next to me makes me jump.

"Seems like you're alright." Jawn's deep melody of a voice murmurs. His eyes meet mine and I get lost for a moment, drowning slowly in bliss. But then I snap back into my normal self, sarcasm being my best friend.

"Of course, takes more then a truck to knock me down--wait, it wasn't really a truck right?" Jawn's eyes take a harder edge and for a second I think I'm in trouble. But how could I be in trouble--everyone likes me here. Well then, what's that scary look in his eyes for?

"No, it wasn't a truck. How do you feel though, honestly?" He leans forward in the chair he was slouching slightly in, moving to run his fingers gently through my hair. It doesn't hurt when he does it.

"Well, my head is pounding and every bone in my body is aching." I thought for a second. "Wait no, not every bone. My ass feels alright." Jawn smirks slightly before getting serious again. I feel myself start to pout--what happened that's so important he couldn't joke around with me? I mean sure, I just woke up from being K.O.ed, but I don't feel like I'm dying.

"You don't remember, huh?"

"Remember what?" I ask, sounding like an idiot to even myself. The corner of Jawn's lips tug upwards. He sighs, running his fingers through my air again before pressing his lips against my forehead. My eyes automatically shut and I lean in closer to him, temporarily forgetting about everything that's going on around me--everything but his lips.

"Vince came back and attacked you and Ryan." Well, everything but that. Panic races through me and I yank away from him, accidentally hitting my back on the wall behind me. Pain shoots up my back but I ignore it and stare wide-eyed at Jawn.

"He what?! I thought you banished him!" I'm practically shrieking, so unlike me. But then again, it's not everyday you wake up and find out you were attacked!

"I did! But apparently he decided to come back under our noses and he ended up finding just who he was looking for--you." I remember everything now--Vince that asshole. I refuse to think about it. Jawn's jaw clenches and I can practically hear his teeth grinding. He looks completely pissed and way too sexy for his own good.

"What the--Why the fuck was he looking for me?!" Calm down, dammit. My wolf growls, Play cool. "I mean I know I'm a bit irresistible be jeez." Not what I meant.

Jawn doesn't even attempt a smile.

"I don't know. But you'll never have to worry about him again, I made sure of that."

"Did you...?" I can't even finish the sentence, which is sad.

"Kill him? Yes. He wasn't about to get away with hurting my mate and another pack member, especially since I had already banished him. That sorry piece of shit." Jawn's body was tense, having crawled back into his hunched over position. He was wringing his hands, his head down as he stared at them.

"Hey, I'm alright, okay? You don't have to get all worked up for--ahh!" My clumsy self of course decided to fall off the bed. I was leaning over the edge trying to reach an arm around Jawn to calm him down, and somehow lost my balance as the world started to suddenly spin. Luckily Jawn was quick on his feet and managed to catch me before my face met with the ground.

"Whoa there, maybe you should lay back down." He tells me, tucking me back under the covers.

"But I feel fine." The world spins again and I feel like throwing up. I close my eyes and toss my head back onto the pillow. "Ugh, nevermind." Jawn chuckles again and kisses my hand.