Madness Everywhere.... RUN

Truly precious!

Callisto's POV:

I already knew how deadly my mother could be. Dosens of assassins were sent over to kill me but none was like her. Truly I wished to believe that she was not an assassin but someone who wanted to be close to me and help me out. I just knew her for a bit but she definitely spiked my interest. Not only was she quite good with her sword and the way she was talking to me but she was not acting afraid or out of character at all. She stayed true to herself and never really changed at all.

No one had to tell me what she did towards my mother as I was there. I waited and watched her act and smile as well as bark at my mother. She was simply someone else. From then on out, I decided to try and trust her. This was the only reason why I gave her a sword and why I aloved her to fight me. If she would have been an assassin, she would have killed me by now but she wasn't doing that. Perhapse she was playing with me but nothing more than that.

Me: PENELOPE!

And now it all seemed like a vivid dream. Never did I thought that my heart would and could hurt this much seeing her. At first it was just a drop but then she staretd coughing and it was getting worse and worse by the minute.

DAMN IT!

Where is the doctor!

Where is anyone when you need them!

I immediately rushed to her side not even realizing it myself. She meant quite a lot to me and it was just simple because she truly was interested in me. For the first time in my life someone was truly interested in myself as a person and not someone else. I couldn't lose this chance for a future with someone who truyl loved me the way I was.

The more I was thinking this way, the more I got anxious. 

What if she didn't make it?

No, she had to make it!

If not, I would defintiely go ahead and kill my mother. This was the bottom line I had. Until now only people I truly cared were safe and none of the people I was relying on were hurt. It was always just myself. There was no one who was targeted beside myself. I fear she must have not only insulted but made my mother burn with anger from the inside out. 

Me: Hold on!

I tried everything I could to make her stay awake. Though I could see the consciousness fade within her eyes. She was not able to respond but she was still breathing and that was something. As long as she was breathing, she was alive.

Me: I'll get you healthy again.

Only now did the doctor rushed to my side. I knew it was poison and I had a resistence to a lot of poison but not her. 

Me: Save her. I don't care what you do but if she dies, you die as well.

Despite the anxiety I felt, I felt truly angry and who would have thought that this made me soo insane that I didn't, no I couldn't leave her side. If this was her last few moments then I wanted to be with her together. This poor girl was never after my life and told it to me over and over again. 

Wasn't there a saying that goes something like this as well:

One would never understand the value of something as long as they have it but once they lose it they will understand it... but nothing can return it to them.

Well now I knew what it truly meant. 

I watched how the doctor hurredly did something and gave her something. I watched him quickly try to make her drink something but she was unable to do it on her own.

Me: Give that to me.

No, I didn't wait for an answer but grabbed it and put it in my mouth before I kissed her forcing her to drink it. If this could only save her. If my actions were still not too late then I would change them from now on. I was more than interested in her. I had to finally admit it....she had captured my heart with her bold and wild attitude. She was simply different than all the wallflowers of this society.