Monster high

wow such feels

This chapter was written by the beautiful and smart FallenSecrets, thank you!

Nathan's P.O.V

I witnessed Danny's scary-as-fuck brother walking out the room a few minutes after the guys had sprinted out, and I allowed myself to breath deeper. Get some more oxygen in my lungs after holding my breath for so long. I was truly terrified that if I maybe breathed too loud Danny's brother would beat the crap out of me.

Which made me reconsider my little Warlock friend, if I can still consider him that; how in the name of Hades did he find that much confidence? Sure I knew he was brave, but he'd always been kind of a pansy when it came to people like Tate, you know the scary looking punch-first-ask-later kinda guys.

And let's not even get started on the way he glared at me with those purple eyes of his, there was no love there, none of the friendship I'd become so accustom to seeing in Honeré Chaput's eyes. All I saw was loathing and maybe a sprinkle of disappointment. I realized too late that I'd made a huge mistake when it came to him, I've probably lost him forever.

I closed my eyes again to see if the growing feeling of guilt would take a hike, but no. If anything, it got even worse.

That and the realization that I needed to pee real bad, but there hadn't been a single moment in the past hour that I would have dared to move in fear of Tate ripping me into little pieces. I looked to the door again and once I was certain Tate wasn't going to come racing back in to tear my beating heart from my chest, I pushed the covers back and slipped out of bed after a short struggle with the IV thingies.

My legs were embarrassingly shaky as I wobbled towards the bathroom grabbing beds for support. This must be how Daniel must feel when he has to walk on two legs. I snickered at the thought, but scolded myself for making fun of him.

Though before I entered the toilet, I stopped to take a look at him. Danny was fast asleep and might I say, healing rather fast. A huge hole seemed to place itself in the center of my chest, it was twisting and turning my intestines into a pulp.

What had I done to him? Dan should never ever have to set foot in a hospital and instead of making that statement true I did the opposite, I put him here.

This was all happening because of me. How is it that I had to lose nearly everything to figure out what a huge jerk I was? My friends, my honor and Honer, my pride and my Daniel.

Yes I think I actually like Daniel d'Anjou. It took me a while to figure out and I hurt everyone I knew on the way to realizing that, but yes I actually love him.

I closed the toilet door behind me, and did what I had to do. When I cracked the door open to release myself from the cold room, it was to see Daniel was now wide awake and staring at me with those beautiful stormy eyes of his. After a quick scan of the room I was super relieved to not see his brother but did I wake him? I certainly hope not, it would make me feel even worse than I already did.

I didn't mean for any of this to happen. I didn't mean for him to get hurt, or end up like this. I certainly didn't mean for his injury's to leave scars, they wouldn't, would they? Oh gods what have I done. I wanted, no, needed to talk to him, but what could I say? I was, for once, at a loss for words.

My tongue felt fuzzy and swollen and my vocal chords felt as if they were meticulously being stretched to breaking point. I stood there by the door, looking every bit the idiot I now felt.

Snap out of it man! I shook my head. What the hell is wrong with you? You can speak to anyone, get anything you like, what makes this little fish so special?

Because I love him.

I do, I do love him and I still had to talk to the kid, before I really start to lose my mind to worry and conversations with myself

I looked down at my feet and cautiously made my way to his bed. I lowered myself stiffly into the vacant chair. Only then did I lift my eyes to look into his.

"Uhm.. Daniel? Can I uhm talk to you?" Pull it together Nathan, really now.

He nibbled his bottom lip, seemed to be fighting himself, he lifted his eyes to mine and after about a minute or two, he nodded his head yes. This kid really did have a huge heart to find space in it to talk to someone like me.

"Look, I don't know what to say..." I fiddled with a strand that had come loose on the shirt I was wearing. "It's not going to help if I say sorry. But just know that if it does slip out, I really mean it. I didn't mean for any of this to happen. Certainly to you.", He looked somewhat confused, and I realised that he doesn't know what happened.

I took a deep breath and tried to explain, " After we fought, I screamed your name, b-but you didn't hear. I followed you and I tried to stop things from escalating, but you were already hurt.. and.. and I just screwed up so bad. I tried to save you, but there were hunters a-and I got lost.. I failed miserably and you were so hurt! I just couldn't.. help you. I'm so sorry Dan", My throat was dry and I was frustrated with myself to a point where I wanted to smash something, but I had to continue.

The words were coming a little easier now that I was talking from the heart, not my stupid head. "You're a sweet, innocent person and deserve way better that this." You deserve way better than me.

The door opened, my heart stopped, then continued beating again when the nurse entered.

"And I seriously am piss scared of your brother." That made him giggle a little. My simple, stupid heart did a mini back flip from the sound.

"I'm an ignorant fool, a jackass, a stupid selfish arse, I really could go on for a while and it's all true but I just.. it's that I.. I'm.... I'm just really sorry." I carefully inched my fingers to his hand and when he didn't pull away I sighed a bit in relief, please gods give me the strength to not be stupid now.

"And of course I don't expect you to f-forgive me, I just had to tell you. Daniel I am just so sorry and hope that I haven't lost everything yet.. So yeah.. sorry."

When he remained silent I took it as a sign to leave. I heaved myself off the chair and dragged my stupid ass back to bed.

What was this... feeling? My throat felt all lumpy and I was finding it difficult to breath, my nose was also running and I felt a burning in my eyes.

I lifted a hand to scratch my eyes, when it came back wet. Tears? I hadn't cried in years, I'd almost convinced myself I couldn't anymore. How wrong I'd been.

I slid between the covers nibbling my lip. I am a terrible, horrible person. Ah shit I was falling apart. I covered my face with my hands to try and collect myself, but when I heard that soft voice, I broke.

"Na-Nate? It's alright I'll forgive you?'', he said it more like a question but it was enough for me.

I looked over and he smiled wearily at me making me laugh trough my tears.

"I promise to make it up to you, I swear on my life, I will make it up to you.", I said, my voice was thick from tears but I was determined to do what I just promised, because I love him.