Circe Riddle (Book 3)

Chapter 26

TW: Mentions of daggers, Negative thoughts?

(Circe's pov)

My eyes fluttered open to be met with Mattheo's and Theodore's gazes. I had a bad headache and was sore all over. Not to mention the fact that I felt extremely tired and sick. I felt so powerless that I might actually be powerless, or I had very little magic.

"How do you feel?" Mattheo asked

It took me a second to reply because I was so out of it "Terrible" I replied

"I told you not to do it, you don't know the consequences"

"There wasn't enough time, he was losing too much blood too fast, and I can bet the dagger was spelled by Malachi so that only his magic could heal it. If I hadn't of helped Theodore would be dead right now"

"Then how would your magic be able to heal it if it needed his magic?"

"When he stabbed me there must had been some of his magic in the dagger that I absorbed or something" I took a lot of energy to just talk and I lowered my voice "I really don't know"

He went into the bathroom and came back with a glass of something "Here, hit helps numb the pain" He explained, holding the glass out for me

I hesitantly took the glass and drank it. It helped numb most of the pain but not all, I still had a bad migraine.

(Mattheo's pov)

I started talking with Theodore again but couldn't help but notice Circes expression. She was still in pain, she didn't bring it up so I was going to wait till Theodore had left.

Theodore left a little while later and after I closed the door I looked over to Circe who was lying in her bed, staring at the ceiling. "Are you sure you're ok?"

She remained silent for a second before replying "No" She stated "I'm not ok, when am I ever ok?" Her voice started to rise as she sat up and looked towards me "When am I ever not in pain?"

"Circe-" I tried to talk but she started talking over me

"Ever since I started here, my life has been nothing but pain and suffering, I just don't know if I can take it anymore. If this is what the rest of my life is going to be like then I don't want it, I don't want to live like this constantly"

"Circe-" I raised my voice more

"No no no no, I can't do this, I can't do this" She put her hands through her hair and pulled her knees into her chest.

"Circe" I said, softly placing my hand on her shoulder and she looked up at me with tears in her eyes "You are my sister, and one of my closest friends, you went through things that no one else did, and you're still here. You are one of the strongest people I know, and without you I don't know who I would be. If you die then I'm alone"

"What about Thomas or Theodore?" She asked quietly

"They are not you, your special and no one else would be able to fill the void that you would leave behind"

"Do we still have to go to that meeting tonight?" She asked, trying to change the subject

"I do, but you don't"

"Why do you still have to go?"

"I don't know" I looked down "Will you be ok when I leave?"

"I should be fine"

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(Circe's pov)

Winter break was approaching fast. This year they were having the dance during break so more people were going to be staying over break. The boys had to attend some Christmas gala for father tonight, that was what the meeting had been about. I didn't know why father chose for me to stay back, but it was one of the many questions on my mind as of late.