Not yours alone

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on, off, on, off.

It felt like I could barely be awake for more than a few hours at this point. Although this time as my eyes opened, I felt different. Actually, I felt familiar. I didn't feel pain or sickness. I sat up and noticed right away that I wasn't injured anymore, not like before. I had bruising but I felt fine. I lifted my arms, turning them this way and that, searching for wounds. 

It was as if I had just dreamt it all. 

I looked around the clearly still trashed room, it wasn't though, was it? I spotted a slumped over Kakashi. I got out of bed rushing over to him, shaking him lightly. He was out cold. I frowned and started to check his bare body for wounds. He looked pristine, there was not a mark on him. I pulled the blanket off and laid it over him. 

"Kakashi?" I whispered to him. I stroked his face softly; he felt cool to the touch but that wasn't anything different. 

I heard screaming. I turned looking toward the door warily. I glanced at Kakashi and then headed to the bathing room. I rinsed the blood from my hair and skin; I needed to make sure there wasn't anything to throw him into chaos again when he woke. I was shaking as I dried and dressed myself, I was shaken from the events. Still confused...

I shook my head and started to clean up the room. I tossed the bloody items into the pool of hot water, honestly wanting to worry about them later. I left them there to soak. I just needed to do something, I felt alien in my own body. 

I managed to get the room into a slightly better situation. Once I was sure most of the blood was gone, I pulled Kakashi away from the wall. I laid him out and started to wipe him down with a wet rag and bucket. 

I figured out the screaming was Wal after a while. I ignored him as I took care of Kakashi. He was my main concern. Once he was clean and the room was as good as it was going to be, I just laid next to him on the floor.

"I... I don't want you out of my head, I love that you always just know. I never want to hide from you, but I also want to dream about you, even if it is bad to you. It isn't to me." I whispered to him, hugging him tight. "If your bad for me, I am worse for you."

He didn't respond, he wasn't even breathing to be honest. Was that normal? I was still panicked to think back. I know he didn't need to, but when he slept did, he not breath? I shook my head hearing Wal yelling again. 

I hesitated before getting up and grabbing my sword, heading toward the yelling. Did he really have to be screaming like that? 

"Oh, god! Please!" I stopped hearing what he was screaming. "I don't fucking know! There was massive fighting, and they won't come out!" 

The sound of a blade slashing through flesh and then more screaming filled the halls. What? I ran the rest of the way, hiding behind the curtain and looking out front. 

There were two dark haired men with long braid currently stabbing Wal time and time again. Blood was all over the front; it looked as if he was torn apart repeatedly. I shook my head, what the hell could I do? Clearly the men had to be vampires, Wal... I doubt he was that much of a masochist. 

Kakashi is still out, I had no idea what happened last night and now there were others here? I couldn't leave the building, that's for sure. I crouched down hiding behind the wall more than the curtain, remembering that Wal was able to throw water into the doorway. I didn't want to risk something worse, like a weapon. 

They stopped and Wal cried, "Sneaking up on a fellow vampire while they are sleeping is dirty!" He whined only to be gutted again. His head was smashed into the ground making me wince in pain with him. He didn't look like he was going to hold out much longer to be honest. 

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