On my Island (Kara x Reader)

13. I'm stuck

Y/n pov

I shake awake by the sound of a tree hitting the window from a raging wind. The cold is creeping in and the night outside has crept in with it. The power is still out and i can feel exhaustion growing in my bones.

And even though i'm feeling more tired than i have in years, i make myself sit up, still under all the covers and blankets. The fire is about to go out so i put on a few more logs. Moving a bit closer to fire i nestle myself deeper into the blankets.

Whatever storm this is is going to snow me in. Wherever it came from. When i had looked at the forecast it said it would only the temperature would go in the low 20s. No snow, but still it's raging outside.

And there i lay for the hours left until the sun comes up. Not that i can actually see it come up behind the snow covering the windows. I'm almost completely snowed in. But i force myself to get up and heat the last of the soup to eat. But there's a lump in my throat that i can't seem to swallow.

Suddenly i'm reminded of the world outside, of my friends. So i reach for my phone, only to realise that it's already dead from the cold. But somewhere in the back of my head i already knew that it had died. Even before i got to the house.

"Oh, she must be so worried." I don't even know for how long i've been gone now. A little over a day i think, but i can't tell the time anymore.

I decide to try reading the book i began yesterday, hoping to distract myself from the biting cold that seeps into every corner of the house. With trembling hands, i reach for the novel on the table and settle back down on the mattress, putting the blankets tightly around me. It's getting really cold, colder than i've ever felt before. Or have i just really gotten used to Kara's inhuman warmth.

But as i flip through the pages, i find myself unable to concentrate. The chill in the air seems to seep into my bones, leaving me shivering despite the layers of clothing i've wrapped myself in. The words begin to blur on the page, my mind too foggy to make sense of them.

"I never thought i'd say this, but i don't want to be home." I mutter to myself, feeling as my mother is listening, my breath forming misty clouds in the icy air. I huddle closer to the fire, desperate for its dwindling warmth.

But when i try to eat again, i feel sick and end up throwing it all up again. The taste of bile lingers in my mouth, a bitter reminder of my sickening childhood. I clutch my stomach, the pain gnawing at me like a relentless beast. I really thought that the surgery Lena found had fixed that too.

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I wake up again, disoriented, releasing that i had fallen asleep without even realising it. I'm almost too tired to move, the exhaustion weighing heavily on my limbs, and i'm not sure how long i've been here. With a groan, i push myself up from the mattress, my muscles protesting with every movement.

I only have one goal in my head. "I need to get to the boat." I mutter to myself, my voice barely audible over the howling wind outside. Get back to the city, get back to Kara.

I grab my still packed bag, determined to head out for the boat, but as i step outside, i'm met with a grim sight. The water has frozen over completely, a thick layer of ice covering its surface, and a snowstorm rages around, the wind howling like a banshee. Pulling on my hair, my clothes, the bag. The forest around me.

"Of course," i sigh, the frustration evident in my hoarse voice as i retreat back inside the house.

Quickly layering on more clothes, all that i brought and were already there, i bundle myself up in an attempt to ward off the bone-chilling cold. One goal in front of me: Kara.

With a deep breath, i step back outside, cautiously making my way down the path towards the dock. Not that i can see it anymore, it's completely covered in white. Pushing through the snow i feel my socks already getting wet and my feet starting to get numb.

I can see the city skyline in the distance, the city has power. So why haven't i? But it's like i can feel her flying over the clouds in search for me. I just know she's looking for me, without really knowing.

But i don't make it far before my legs give out beneath me, the exhaustion and cold taking their toll. I collapse onto the frozen surface, my breath coming in ragged breaths.

"KARA," i call out, my voice lost in the howling wind. "KARA." I scream out again even though i don't know if i say anything as my voice doesn't even reach my own ears. "SUPERGIRL."

Somehow, i manage to drag myself back inside the house, my limbs trembling with the effort. I stumble towards the fireplace, the warmth of the flames beckoning me like a siren's song. The wind still blowing in through the door it kept open. And then it's like it all goes numb, it all goes black as i fall.

But in this place of quite and darkness i realise something. The only thing on my mind is Kara. And i now understand that this is what love is. And not like the ones i had on high school, but real. Kara Danvers is real.