I grab her lower back and the back of her head protecting her from the impact of falling on the hard wood floor not because I choose to, as if I was almost compelled to do so. I've grown to distant to care about anyone but myself, probably why I've somehow made this situation about myself but it digs at my heart slowly chipping the hard outer shell revealing something I'm not ready to see myself.
But the sight of the woman in my arms quickly snaps me back into reality, my heart that was already beating fast is beating even faster. Is she sick and didn't tell me? Is something wrong and I didn't notice? Thousands scenarios run through my head in the space of seconds forcing my breaths out raged.
I lower her to the floor and place my hands at the sides of her face I haven't felt for too long, that I starved myself of. "Wake up!" I plead "Aria please-" my heart pangs at the familiar feeling of yet another person leaving me, a feeling I've become too familiar with.
I don't know why I care. I don't know why my emotions have taken a sudden u turn and has turned from 0 to 100. But I can't let anyone leave me. Not again
I shake her limp body "Aria!" I shout patting her cheek hoping she'll wake up. I'm about to call for the medic but her eyes slowly flutter open opening the door to two deep brown eyes staring back at me.
I swiftly put my arm under her legs and lift her up and place her onto our bed, tucking her hair behind her eyes. The feeling so unusual it feels almost. Intimate? Whatever it is, I want to keep feeling this feeling. It's soft and warm. Something I'm not used to.
I spend minutes that feel like hours pacing back and forth the length of my room until I hear shifting on the bed, I run over to her side
"Aria, what happend are you okay, do I need to call for a medic" I say frantically, I'm unsure why I care so much but the feeling has been bottled up for so long it's just feels natural
Her eyes flutter open and take in the sight around her, once she realises it's our room she begins to relax. She grumbles worlds to quiet for me me to hear
"I'm, im fine" she says as she begins to sit up "I haven't eaten that's all"
"Why not, I'll get the chef to cook you something what would you like?" I say in a too nice tone
"Just a sandwich, somthing like that" and with that I stand up and head to the door "don't go anywhere" which is answered with a scoff.
I slowly walk down the stairs trying to figure out what this feeling is, I know it, but I don't want to relive it. Before I get enough time to go insane I spot the chef walking across the reception and I grab her shoulder lightly, grabbing her attention "can you make a sandwich for Aria, something she'd like?" I ask her "yes I'll get onto that now sir" and she swiftly makes her way to the kitchen
"Gloria" I shout out and she turns
"Make some fries as well, please" she smiles for some reason
"Yes sir."
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Defrost | Coriolanus Snow | The Hunger Games | Marriage of convenience
Fanfiction"Love is a gift I'm incapable of receiving darling" "This marriage is a symbol of power, not love" The plot thickens as 'Aria' discovers his weakness she plots a plan to turn Coriolanus away from evil, one way or another...
