Ch.5 Rest

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The woman gently and cautiously hands me the glass of water, looking as if I am going to attack her. To be fair,I did just attack her husband, or I assume it's her husband given the context of the given situation.

"Thank you" I say weakly. I relax my wings unto the bed as I as I take the glass cup and inspect it for a second, just to make sure it's not poisoned or something. I did just crash land on a random island after all, they could be like in a sacrifical tribe or some shit. After I deem it safe I slowly sipped it. My throat is so sore from crying and panting out of exhaustion. The cool liquid feels so good as it washes over my sore throat. I chug the entire glass in one breath and give the glass back to the woman. The man and the girl both walk out of the room as the girl yawns.

"Thank you ma'm." I said politely, my throat now not so raspy as it was before.

"No problem hun, now how about you get some rest to help heal those injuries of yours." she said smiling warmly and taking the glass and putting it on the wooden nightstand next to the bed.

"no, no I need......I...." I said, not really sure how to finnish.

ok... I did know how I was going to finnish, I was going to say I need to say good night to Wilbur, Techno and Phil. I never really stopped to process that they were dead.

Like actually dead

Because of me

It's all my fault

all of it

and that's when it all hit me like a ton of bricks right to the gut

"I-..It's-It's all my fault.." I whispered to myself as I curled my legs up towards my chest. "It's ALL....MY fault." I said a little louder.

"what is?" The woman asked

I ignored this and pushed myself to the back corner of the bed where I was leaning against the wall.

Yes, It is painful but I don't care.

"It's ok now, whatever happened to you, its ok just breathe." The woman said walking closer to me

"NO! YOU DONT UNDERSTAND! THEY ARE ALL DEAD!! BEACAUSE OF ME!!" I am yelling now and full on sobbing, my breath ragged and uneven. My wings also wrapped around me, as if to pretect me from an explosion.

All of a sudden I feel somthing warm around me, I try to fight it off but it's gentle of my wounds and yet also strongly holding me.

I cry into the woman's hug and drop my wings behind me, relaxing them completely. My breath is calming down as she patts my back and whispers things like, "It's ok." and, "I've got you"

Once I finnally stop crying the woman releases me, she guides me over to the opening of the fluffy covers. I crawl in and burrow my head into the pillows, tear streaks still running down my face. She pulls the top blanket over me, "Good night little sparrow, try to get some sleep i'm just down the hall to the left if you need anything." she says softly as she turns off the light and closes the door behind her as she leaves.

The room is now dark accept for the few small, dim flickering candles on the windowsill.

I feel my eyes slowly start to droop as I sink into the warm blankets and slip away from my both my emotional and physical pain.

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