Aris Jones X Reader One Shots

Forever (Part 2)

Aris's P.O.V

"I really don't think you should see her like that. I don't think she'd want you to,"Newt reasoned.

"She's alive. She promised forever. She promised,"I pointed out.

"I know that you're hurt-"
"No. You don't know. You don't know what it feels like to know your soulmate might be,"I started, choking on the word I couldn't say. "You don't know,"I repeated.

"She's not there. She couldn't have made it,"Minho added.

"You don't know her like I do. She's never broken a promise. If she said forever than that means forever,"I assured myself.

"Just bring your-"
"I don't need anything. I'll have her,"I said firmly. Before they could try and talk me out of it some more I started my walk to the door.

She'd be there. She promised forever so she was alright. I'd help bandage her up, clean up her wounds, and kiss her forehead. I'd never let her go. We would live lives like we had talked about.

I repeated this to myself as I started the too short walk to that door. I just had to remember that she would be alive. I had to remember how she had promised.

Still, I was there before I truly wanted to be. Somehow, it was already cracked open so obviously she had found her way out. There was no other option.

Taking a breath, I closed my eyes before pushing it open.

The first thing I noticed was the metallic scent in the air. It wasn't her though. No way.

The second was the blood all over the walls. It's just a good thing it's not hers.

The third thing was her laying on the ground. I kneeled beside her faster than I could blink, feeling my heart shatter as blood was still pouring from her body and staining her clothes.

"No, no, no, no. You're fine. You're okay,"I promised, running my hands through her hair only for them to be covered in blood.

"It's okay. It's okay. You're just hurt, but I'm going to make it better. I'll fix this. I can fix this,"I repeated, not even knowing where to start.

Trying to think while also telling myself this wasn't real, I pressed my hand to the gash in her neck. Throwing my jacket off, I attempted to mend her wounds. When she didn't wake up I started shaking her.

"Wake up. You need to wake up, okay? I'm going to make this all better. I'll help you, alright? I'm going to help you, and we'll do everything we talked about. We'll be forever, but you need to wake up. Just wake up,"I cried, pulling her to my chest. When I didn't hear her heartbeat my world shattered.

"How could you do this? How?"I sobbed.
"You idiot. We would have been fine. You knew that that. What's wrong with you? What went through your head?!"I demanded to know, rocking her back and forth. I didn't know what to do, how to feel. She promised, but I failed her. All I had to do was pull her out. That was all it would have taken.

But this still isn't fair.

"You had no right. Not a single one. You promised, and you broke it, and you lied to me, and I hate you, and I love you, and I need you, and I can't forget you, and I'm sorry, and I just want you to wake up because you said forever, and please don't let me be alone,"I begged only to get nothing. Not a sound, even pained breathing, moved past her lips.

"I'm sorry,"I repeated, still feeling her remain limp. With tears falling from my eyes until I couldn't even see, my entire body wracked with silent sobs as I held her.

"I'm not going to move on. Ever. It's April 25th today. It's April 25th, and I'll never forget that. I will never forget you. Because I'll love you forever,"I promised, setting her on the ground. Pulling her hair out of her eyes, I tried to pretend there wasn't blood coming from them. That she wasn't covered in bites and claw marks. Bruises, broken and twisted bones, and things so horrible I can't even describe, were tuned out.

Humming to her, I placed her hands over her stomach before taking the jacket and placing it over her. Sleeping. She was just sleeping.

Despite knowing it wasn't healthy to purposely stay in denial I walked out like her blood wasn't covering my clothes. It wasn't hers. It didn't belong to her.

She was just sleeping. She was just a little tired.

I kept mumbling that as I somehow found my way to the group. They stared at me in horror.

"I'm sorry,"Teresa apologized.

"Sleeping. She's just sleeping,"I said firmly.

"Aris-"
"She's fine. Just a little tired. Nothing bad happened. She's going to be back soon. Eventually,"I nodded.

"Aris, when do you think she's coming back?"Thomas asked slowly.

I said the only right answer.

"When she's done sleeping."