Under The Lights

Twelve- Titan Pierce

Oh shit.

I take Kora's leash off with sweaty hands before slowly walking to the kitchen.

What have i done.

Oh god i hurt her.

I take off my glasses and place them on the counter before scrubbing my hand over my face.

She was definitely mad.

I wanna throw up.

It looked like the door smacked her forehead, im glad it didn't hit her nose, if i saw her bleeding id definitely feel ten times worse than i already do.

And i agitated her wounds, god what was i thinking grabbing her by the arms like that?

I release a shaky breath as i turn on the sink, trying to distract myself as i do the dishes.

What if she comes back and kicks me out?

I wouldn't blame her but i can't in good conscience just leave her here by herself.

Oh god what do i do.

I look back at the ingredients i left on the counter. I got to make her something good so she sees it's beneficial to keep me around, besides wrapping her wounds.

I said i was going to make french toast so i need to follow through.

I finish the dishes and start prepping her food as i think back to the horrible incident. I feel so bad she was just laying there on the floor cradling her head in pain. Her hair was fanned out all around her face and her arms were covered in a leather jacket, making me completely forget about her wounds as i tried to pick her up off the floor.

How beautiful she looked in that white dress never slipped my mind though. Unfortunately even when shes in pain my mind doesn't skip out on how pretty she is.

I shake my head. She is literally so pissed at you right now, im actually afraid shes going to tell me to leave.

Then who will take care of her?

I sigh as i put a piece of toast on the hot pan and begin cutting some fruit.

I hear the front door open and i drop the knife and basically race to the entrance.

Im about to speak when she closes the door but i clamp my mouth shut, worried I'll just make her more upset.

She realizes I'm standing there and flinches a little.

She has a bag in her hand which im guessing is the medicine.

"Are you alright?" I softly ask. "Im sorry." I add, looking down at her boots I can't watch her make another angry expression at me.

She breaths out and bends down to take them off. When she stands back up she walks closer to me. "Its fine, the initial pain made my anger irrational, i know you were just trying to help, I apologize." Her voice soft and holds a tinge of regret.

I let out a small breath of relief and look at her in the eyes.

She really is breathtaking, i stand there like an idiot and just stare at her for a second, completely forgetting to respond.

She touches my bicep to grab my attention and i flinch which causes her to snatch her hand away.

Shit.

"Listen, i really am sorry." She says.

"You shouldn't be the one apologizing, i hit you. Are you sure you're alright?"

She softly laughs at my concern. "Im fine just a headache."

I furrow my eyebrows. "Maybe we should go back to the hospital and get it checked out."