Lightning Strikes Twice

Chapter 26: Broken

"Please.. just stop.. get your hands off.. Luxia..

"Marsh please, it's me. Kron. Luxia's not here, it's okay."

"Just stop.. stop touching me.. please.."

I look at him once more as he lays on the bed. Endless crying, mumbling out of fear. Saying the same message. Mentioning the same name. I clench my fist in anger before sighing, then dropping it.

I get up and walk over to everyone else. They all look at me with the same expression, I shake my head at them.

"I don't think he can hear us. He just keeps saying the same things. That he doesn't want to be touched.. and that he wants Luxia to stop doing that."

Martix' face turns from worry to disgust.

"What fuck did she do to him.."

"We're only going to be able to find out once he's better. For now we need to get him home."

"How? He flinches and gets worse anytime we try to get close."

I place my hand to my mouth while thinking.

"Well.. we could-"

Suddenly the sounds of sobbing cease, making the room quiet. I look back at Marsh, to see he's cried himself to sleep. Celosia shakes her head while looking at him.

"Poor thing.."

I walk back over to him, then turning towards everyone else.

"This might be our best chance in case he acts the same when he wakes up. We should get going."

Xenith lifts him over his shoulder, turning towards us.

"Don't worry, I got him."

I let out a heavy sigh as I go to grab my own and Marsh's things.

"Guess we're going now."

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I watch Allison laying on her bed, as she continues to cry.

"I'm.. so.. sorry.. Luxia.."

She says with gasps throughout her crying. I run my hand along her hair, trying to comfort her a bit.

"I hope you learned your lesson. I don't want to have to do that again."

"Of.. course.. I'm.. so.. sorry.."

I walk away from her room, coming to my desk. I start shuffling through my files and blueprints as I watch my cameras.

"What to do, what to do..."

I put a hand on my face and shut my eyes. I start visualizing the look on his face when he gave up on his own. It makes me feel thrilled just imagining it.

"I wonder.. would he come back to me on his own? I wonder.. if he started to like it?"

It makes me excited just thinking about it. I pull out my journal and start flipping through it. I grin as I do.