[18+] Hex: Plaything I Dead By Daylight inspired fanfiction

Self-Care

          When Celeste comes to she feels the worst she has ever felt after a Trial, her heart is beating so hard she's not sure if she's actually come to full consciousness yet. She can still feel where the knife penetrated her flesh, but as she tries to feel the non existing wounds with her hands her brain catches up and she finally opens her eyes and looks around. The nurse that has been assigned to her tonight looks worriedly at the monitors. Her assistant hands Celeste the drink and she can tell that the cup is much heavier than what it normally is. 

     ''Drink it all. It will make you better. ''

          Celeste is still trying to calm her heartrate and sits up as she tries to remove all the sensors that are keeping her attached to whatever the hell just happened to her. She had heard of Killers doing this, but it was the first time she experienced it herself. 

     ''We should have left you unconscious a little longer to let your conscience switch over to reality, you're feeling rough because this was your first Mori.''  The nurse comes over to Celeste and without a warning holds her head still and blinds Celeste with her little examination flashlight. The nurse doesn't say anything, but takes some notes. This is the first time she has given Celeste any information, usually it's just instructions.  

     ''Mori? ''

      ''Yes, the Killers like to call it that. It's a sadistic way for them to finish their Trials usually. It's rare they do it at the beginning of the match, but some Sponsors will give them extra Bloodpoints. Drink up.''

          Celeste looks at the strange liquid in the cup and wonders what would happen if she just allowed all the feelings from the last Trial stay within her -  feel the anger and humiliation and learn to overcome those feelings in a natural way. Whatever is in that liquid seems to remove the majority of emotions gained from most Trials. Celeste leaves the cup on the side of the table and stands up to leave, hoping that the nurse won't notice, but the nurse clears her throat and points at the cup with the pen she's writing her notes with. It was never going to work. Celeste downs the liquid and an immediate burst of energy and calmness takes over her. 

          As she walks out of the Main Building Celeste notices Carlos leaning against the fence, watching the camp. When he hears her footsteps he turns and opens the gate, not taking his eyes off her. 

     ''How are you feeling, Cielo? ''

          He nicknamed her Cielo after struggling with pronouncing her name, Carlos explained that it means sky in Spanish, funny how languages work, Celeste's mother believed in astrology and  had named all of her children after celestial objects, she would have loved that nickname. Celeste is feeling more elevated than she usually is -  a double dose of what the Survivors have started calling Sunshine clearly is doing its job. Carlos has been trying to mentor Celeste and she have gotten to know his facial expressions, but as she's looking at him she can't quite figure out what is going on behind that man's eyes. He looks relieved, angry, concerned and just tired. 

     ''I'm alive,''  Celeste says and accepts his hug. This is the first time anyone has hugged her since she's come to the Trial and she appreciates how warm his body feels, physically and just.. it's nice to be hugged. She realizes that if it weren't for Sunshine she'd have burst into tears by now. 

     ''I'm sorry, I tried to get to you,''  Carlos looks Celeste all over as if trying to find any wounds on her. It must have looked quite as violent as it felt because he really does seem to be feeling guilty. She feels a shiver run down her spine, his hug actually made her feel warmth throughout her body and not having his arms wrapped around her makes all the difference.