Reawakened (Neteyam x Fem reader)

Chapter 39: Until she recovers

POV: First person, Neteyam

I gasped, "No- no no Y/n, you have to keep your eyes opened- Y/n- Y/n, hey l- look at me please, just looked at me okay, stay with me please, please," I begged and cried, droppingmy newly tears against Y/n's face. I tightly held her hand, not wanting to let go of her.

"I can't... lost a lot of blood.. I don't know if I can.. keep up," her breathing became heavy every second. Her eyes slowly closed and I could no longer hear her beautiful voice anymore.

"Y/n, Y/n," I called to her, I cried more and more tears.

"She just passed out, she'll be fine for now," Norm came in the tent, "Jake I think we will need a donor for blood,"

Dad nodded, "will you test people," he asked.

"Yeah, I'll get on with it right now," Norm walked out, getting ready to find the right blood type for Y/n.

"My grandson, you should go and rest. She'll be fine here," my grandmother reassured.

"B-but I want to stay her here, with her until she wakes up," I pleased.

"Neteyam, it's for the best," My father placed a hand on my shoulders, "we need to patch you up too and I would like to speak to you privately,"

I thought for a while.

How can I leave you Y/n? We were having such a good time together. Why does those demons have to ruin the moments we have?

"Neteyam," dad ordered.

I breathe out, "yes sir,"

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I sat quietly as people patched my shoulder. I guess I was in so much sorrow, that I couldn't feel the pain.

"Are you alright Neteyam," my dad asked, catching my attention.

He sat beside me. I turned to him and stared at him. I could not process my words, body, and mind. I felt blank.

"Neteyam," dad sighed, "I think we should leave Y/n here for now..."

"Until she recovers," I turned to him, blanked face with stained tears, "so can we stay here," I asked.

His face saddens, "No we can't, we have to go home, then we can come back until she recovers," he shook his head.

"Oh," I went back looking down.

What if she doesn't make it and I'm not there for her in her last moments?

"But we will leave tomorrow," dad smiled, "you can go spend time with your friends okay," he rubbed my back for comfort.

"I don't want to, I'll stay here for now... can I be alone for a bit," I asked my dad.

"Okay," he got up, "I'll be with Norm, to find a donor for Y/n,"

I hummed. As soon as he was gone, I cried until there were no tears left to shed.

Until she recovers...