A Wither Storms Destiny//SAMS/LAES FANFICTION

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She couldn't force herself out of bed the next morning for the meeting, all she could muster up was to turn over. She couldn't force herself to leave her room, all its lights were shut off and her hair was a mess. She hadn't gotten a second of sleep last night and she stared at the wall silently.

Ten minutes after the meeting started, fifteen. She held Wither in her arms as he purred softly and had his face nuzzled up into her shoulder, she held him gently while being wrapped up the blanket. Her throat has been hurting all night and it wasn't getting better, in fact it was getting worse. 

Castor messaged her worried. 

Where are you?

She stared at the message silently before closing her hologram after not answering it, she stared at the wall silently as she heard Castor started sending her even more worried messages. It went on for five minutes but she put him on do not disturb, something you're not supposed to do. 

She closed the hologram and laid there, her eyes half open but she wasn't going to sleep anytime soon. All night she's been thinking about Taurus, the image of him on the bed flashing in her brain over and over again. His puffy red bloodshot eyes, the way he coughed and choked. She shuddered but couldn't cry anymore because she's already cried so much. 

What's the point of going to that stupid meeting... Pollux held Wither closer as she stared ahead silently and tiredly. She felt exhausted both mentally and physically, she hated this. She heard her hologram beep and she opened it and saw that Castor had managed to get Libra to let him force a video call. 

Pollux quickly gently pushed Wither's head off her shoulder and hid him under the blanket as the call started, "what?" she asked tiredly, Castor said "Pollux you can't just leave me on read like that! Pollux are you okay?" "fine, now leave me alone" Pollux tried to close the call but was irritated when she couldn't. 

"Pollux... did you just try to close the call?" Castor asked worried and Pollux said in irritation "I'm not the one forcibly broadcasting a video call." Castor was silent before he said softly "Pollux, you really need to come. We're discussing the Wither Storm and the black market right now, this isn't something you can skip" Pollux said "sucks" it was rude and apathetic.

Castor seemed shocked by her reply and he asked "Pollux... are you okay?" "fine" "your lying" Castor grunted "we can't let Taurus's death hold us back! We're celestial bodies, we have work to do!" Pollux listened to Castor go on a rant of how celestial bodies don't take grief for more than one day and that the new Taurus is nice and that she should meet him. 

Truth is, Pollux make herself see the new Taurus. "Hey Taurus!" Castor called someone over and a yellow celestial body poked into screen, "hi Pollux!" he said, Pollux stared at him silently. More flashes of Taurus's state and him bleeding out entered her brain, it made her feel worse, "hi..." Pollux choked out, Castor said "come on Pollux, meet them in person!" Pollux stared at the fuzzy celestial body silently. 

She really couldn't make herself get out of bed, her head was also starting to hurt now by how bright the hologram was compared to her room. "Pollux, your rooms a dungeon right now!" Castor said "come on!" Pollux rubbed her temples as the dull aching that was slowly getting worse.

"Pollux, you aren't saying anything-" Castor said in concern and "Taurus" said "uhhh... I know I just spawned but she looks... depressed" "surely that's not what this is!" Castor said, Pollux felt Wither sleepily nuzzle her hand and she said "my head hurts right now" Castor stared for a long moment before saying "oh so that's what this is!" "can I just sleep?" Pollux asked, she was going to do it anyway. 

It didn't matter what Castor said, she just couldn't get herself out of this bed and she was willing to lock her doors so he didn't try to drag her out or something. "I... Pollux I don't know, you've been skipping so many meeting lately..." Castor said softly in concern, Pollux heard Pisces mutter to Libra in the background of the call "poor thing actually looks depressed, look at her arms" Libra said "yeah... something hasn't been right with her, I'm going to cut the call. I think she may be taking more time to grieve maybe?" "maybe" Pollux heard Pisces say, she watched as the call cut. 

She stared at her hologram silently before closing it and staring at the wall silently, Wither woke up and jumped up and nuzzled her. Pollux grunted as Wither nipped at her wanting to play but she shook her head and said softly "no-" she was cut off when she started coughing harshly, Wither jumped back in alarm. 

She groaned and Wither squeaked "sick?" Pollux grunted feeling horrible, her head was pounding all of a sudden and she pressed her face into the bed. Wither's playfulness faded instantly and he whined and snuggled up to her looking worried. Pollux heard her hologram beep again but she ignored it, another. 

Then another. 

At this point to was getting very irritated at Castor, however when she opened her hologram about to send an angry snarky message she found out that they were from Lope. She clicked and read over the messages tiredly. 

Hey Pollux...

I hear that you're sick, the moment you entered the black market it takes your data in a way so I can see if you're sick. I know, weird.

I am wishing for you to feel well soon and please rest well. 

Pollux didn't reply to their messages, she thought about how creepy that was but just couldn't bring herself to care at this very moment. She shut her eyes tight as she felt the headache and she began to wonder how things could get worse. She laid there silently when suddenly she saw Wise One in her room, she hid Wither quickly and said nervously "hello!" Wise One walked over and looked at her in the bed. 

"You look like a zombie" he said rather rudely, "get up and stop being lazy, you have work to do. You have been slacking off on your work" Pollux stared up at him unable to get out of bed which seemed to make Wise One... not happy. "Pollux" he ordered "get out of bed" Pollux stared at him silently. 

"Your arms are your fault for not sleeping" Wise One said pointing at her darkening arms and Pollux grunted softly "so get up, and do the work your supposed to before I force you up, you've rested enough- did you just cough at me?" Pollux laid there feeling worse with every passing minute and Wise One growled and said "fine. Rest or whatever," he left and it was really lucky that Wither was comfy under the blanket and hidden because Pollux really couldn't bring herself to do anything else right now. 

This sucks...