Closer Than You Think || Hunter x Edric ||

Chapter 3. Patching Up

TW: Panic attack⚠️ (not sure if that's triggering to people but better safe than sorry)

Needles⚠️

Hunter POV

I closed the door and leaned against it, finally relaxing my shoulders that had been tense for so long. I took my mask off and threw it across the room, not caring where it landed.

"Hi~" a voice whispered in my ear.

I flinched. Not this again. I fell to the floor, letting out a shaky breath. I brought my knees to my chest and put my hands over my ears in an attempt to silence the voices, but it didn't work.

You're worthless. You can't even do your job correctly. Your uncle is fucking dying from his curse and you can't do shit to help! The only reason he still keeps you around is because it'd be too much of a hassle to replace you. Belos gave you everything. You're a witch that can't do magic, you have no place in this world. You should've been dead by now, but guess what? You're not. And who do you have to thank for that? Belos. The least you can do to repay him is to do your fucking job correctly. But you can't even do that. You're useless!

"I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry..!" I whimpered to myself, saying sorry over and over again, even though the person I was trying to say sorry to wasn't even in the same room as me.

(We're gonna do a time skip here cuz ig I suck at writing panic attacks)

I took a few shaky breaths, my panic attack finally subsiding. After my breathing had mostly stabilized, I placed my arm down to boost myself up, but pain shot through that arm and I fell down again. Right. I'm injured. I have to patch myself up first. I managed to get up and sit on my bed. I took my shirt off, grabbed the first aid kit on my bedside table, and threw my bloody shirt in the laundry basket, heading to the bathroom.

I examined my face in the mirror, accessing the damage Belos did as I ran the gashes on my arm over with warm water to clean them. I definitely had a broken nose, a black eye, and my stomach was also pretty bruised up from the kicking I got earlier. But the wounds on my arm were the worst. They definitely needed stitches. I sighed and took out the suture kit. I took my gloves off and shoved one in my mouth as I sanitized and threaded the needle. This was gonna hurt. I carefully pushed the needle through my skin, wincing and letting out a muffled cry. I tied the knot and repeated the process until all the gashes were stitched up. I spat the glove out and hissed in pain. Titan, that seriously hurt. I wrapped the stitches in gauze and bandages, slapping a healing coven glyph on it so it would heal faster.

I fixed up the rest of my injuries and face-planted into my bed. I wondered what I should do next before deciding to take a nap. I got under the covers of my bed, hugged my Sprig plushie, and fell asleep.

A/N

Guess who finally got the motivation to finish the next chapter? Me! At 3 AM. So quick disclaimer I actually haven't watched Amphibia yet but I heard the pink frogs name was Sprig so that's what I called them. If I was wrong then please correct me so I can fix it. Anyway cya next chapter byeeee and I hope you enjoyed!

-Cloudy☁️

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