Nature's Angel - (Pico x Keith / BF)

❀┊ Ch.21: Wounds and Burns

(TW: BLOOD.)

Swooped right out of his hands, he appeared in a blink of an eye towards Nene, Cherry, Darnell, and Pico. He pushed all of them away with a strong gust of wind. They sat up, grunting and looking at the man. 

Zeke, the one who saved Keith from his misery. He looked down to see Keith's right wing was burned severely, the fire on his feathers were put out. He was passed out with tear marks on his cheek. He also saw a part of his right arm, a 3rd degree burn. He saw a bit of blood running down from the burn.

He held onto Keith tightly, getting angrier and angrier the second. The four of them couldn't see Keith due to Zeke wrapping him around with his huge wings. 

"Hey! What the fuck was that for?!" Pico yelled, clearly pissed about his presence. "What did you do?!" All four of them gave him an untrustworthy glare. All he did was glare back at them with tears.

"What did I do?" Zeke chuckled. "WHAT DID I, DO?" He yelled back, startling Pico and the others. He angrily stood there, laying his eyes on Pico.

"What did you do?" Zeke snarled, turning to Pico fully. He sat there, looking away in shame. "What did you ALL do?!" Pico glanced at what Zeke was covering, and saw blood drops coming down each second. Zeke gently carressed Keith's right arm and wing, trying to heal them in the process. He could only do so little but it helped a lot.

"And you, you three." said Zeke, turning to them. They also noticed the blood dripping. Cherry placed her hands on her mouth, knowing she fucked up. As well as the others. 

"Did you start this- mess?" He looked at them with pure disapointment. Cherry nodded, and Zeke sighed. 

"Look what you've done." He revealed the wounded boy, making Cherry gasp and stand up. She stared at the severe wounds, burns and the blood flowing down his arm and on Zeke's hand. 

"No.. no." Cherry muttered, stepping closer to Zeke but he hit her with his wing, making her tumble and land on her back. She didn't fight back, but she sat there and weeped.

"Keep your devilish hands off of him." He spat. Covering Keith with his right wing, he turned around to see Pico with an expression of worry and confusion. "Look." He moved his wing and Pico's eyes widened. Immediately tears ran down his cheeks but the expression on his face was blank. Blank.

He felt bad, so, so bad. He'd been hurt so many times. Too many times. He knew he warned him, but he didn't stop him. Especially he was tired, and was still forced to go.  

He looked at his wing, some feathers turning black, burned. The right sleeve of his shirt was burned as well, leaving a 1st degree burn on his shoulder. His eyes landed on his arm, the 3rd degree burn. The blood oozed out, a small puddle was already formed and Zeke tried his best to stop it. He wasn't a healing angel, but was tought a few spells and still is learning.

If it weren't for his little help of magic, a bigger puddle would've been there.

"I'm.. sorry.." Pico muttered the last part.

Rage welled up inside Zeke, already losing it.

"Sorry.. huh? Sorry?! Well whats sorry gonna do? Fix him?!" He cried. "I can't believe he likes a person like you." 

It broke Pico's heart hearing this, seeing his.. boyfriend, injured and in the arms of the one he despises. He wished it was him, him, the one who saved Keith. But no, he's not like him.

"I'll make sure, he never, talks to any of you again." Zeke said, before disapearing in a flash. Leaving the blood puddle there. The picture kept repeating in his head, the traumatizing look of Keith and his injuries. And especially, the words that hit him.

"I really, really fucked up." Pico mumbled.

He awoken, in a mysterious room. Dim light, the bed was really comfy. His arm and wing still ached but was now treated and wrapped. He felt an odd eerie on his wounds so he turned to see Zeke treating his wounds with his magic. 

"Z-Ze..? What happened?" He said as his voice was raspy, he just woke up from a 5 hour sleep.

He heard him and gently, he hugged him. He pulled away and he saw he was tired, he was still crying. His eyes a bit puffy from all the worry and stress. Since he was out for 5 hours, it scared him.

"I -I heard your call, I saved you from the fire.." He said, sniffling. He sat up and Zeke cried in his chest.

"Zeke.. I'm alright now, theres no need to worry." Keith reassured, feeling his hand being held by Zeke. "It's all thanks to you."

A moment of silence, only sniffles from Zeke. 

"What about the others..?" He quietly said. Remembering about them, especially Pico, got him angry. He held onto Keith's hand tighter, making him yelp.

"It's their fault.. why are you worrying about them..?" He muttered, loosening his grip. "Did they make you do those.. things?" 

"I wanted to try doing that, it looked fun.." Keith answered, looking away in embarrassment and guilt. Knowing he got his punishment from doing the crime, but this punishment was too much, wounds and burns.

"Keith please.. don't talk to Pico anymore. He's hurting you." He pleaded. Though what he said was both the truth, and a lie. Even though Pico didn't mean to hurt him, he still kept dragging him into situations like this. That incident too, was before when he kept constantly bullying him.

Why? He always wondered.

He said that to keep him safe, but too, he wanted him for himself. 

"I don't want you to get hurt.." He cried. Keith looked away, he still loved Pico. But still was mad at him. He held the necklace he still had on, gripped it and let it go. Let it hang.

"Please.. please Keith." 

He leaned back into the pillows, smiling as he was still tired. He let out a hum, making him confused whether if its a yes or no, or just a sign if he was tired.

"Its alright, Zeke."

 He then closed his eyes, falling into deep sleep.

That day, Pico couldn't eat, nor sleep. He kept overthinking, and went to bed at 5 am in the morning. There was no sign of Keith anywhere the next day. He can't even get out of bed, all he kept thinking about was Keith. 

What if he was dead? What if he doesn't love me anymore? Those thoughts kept repeating and he dug deeper into those questions. 

Nene and Darnell kept calling him and texting him, no response.

He just hoped, he'd come to school on Monday.

Monday came, he could barely get up. He was starving as well. Only an apple was what he ate, and still he didn't have an appetite. He washed his face, still looking a bit tired. His eyes half open, he put on a sweater and jeans. 

He grabbed his bag and went on the bus, going to Keith's neighborhood next. He didn't even bother looking if he came in or not. He saw Cherry on his other end of the seat, and too she was worried about him and Keith.

They arrived at school, doing his normal schedule and catching up on his agenda. He had been in a packed group of students coming from the cafeteria their time where they wait. He followed the crowd to his locker.

In the distance of the crowd of students, he saw;

him.

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YALL IM SORRY FOR SAD SHIT- I PROMISE IT'LL GET BETTER. IT'LL TAKE TIME THOUGH.