Indulgent
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Chapter XXXVIII: Sun & Stars~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
I slowly got to my knees, keeping her in my arms, as she shook in small spasms. I cupped her face in my hands, closing my eyes and kissing her forehead, trying to make it better somehow.
"Hush," I whispered, "sleep, sleep," I hummed. I opened my eyes and watched her widen brown ones, blood spilling from the side of her mouth. "It'll be over," I promised her, choking on my own sadness. I pulled out the blade, hoping she'd die sooner. She didn't had to suffer the pain, not after she saw the love of her eyes stab her. "God, why did you had to be so stubborn?" I asked her, tucking her hair behind her ear. "I had hoped you would've found true love like I did, it didn't meant I didn't love you, I'll always love you," I assured her, always looking into her warm eyes, "just not the way you had hoped would've lasted forever," I sobbed.
"So- sorry," she gargles, blood making its way down her mouth. I hugged her against my chest, my lips against her cold forehead. Once she didn't move again, I held her some more. I didn't want to face it, I didn't want to see her and know I did this to her.
I looked up, seeing Kane kneel in front of me, his eyes glassy with tears. He felt my sadness, I'm sure somehow he knew, I've lost a tiny part of me. I touched the cut across the base of his neck. He took my hand and kissed it, shaking his head as if to say 'that's nothing'. But I knew and I saw and I felt she would've done it, she would've slit his throat open. I've seen her do it.
I pressed his hand against my cheek, as I took my time to mourn the woman in my arms. How do you deal with murdering your High School sweetheart? How do you even come to the point you don't regret it? How do explain to someone it was all a defensive impulse? How do you explain that to her family?
I hugged her body tight to me, my back leaning against Kane's chest.
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"He's still breathing so that's good," Dr. Green said as I looked down to Arturo's body, laying flat on the neon blue metal bed. "He might become conscious somewhere around tonight."
I nodded. "When will he be up and fighting?" I asked in a monotone.
"In three days...?" Dr. Green asked more than actually answered. "Minimum. I'll have him under the serum though, he'll be drugged for a while."
"Do what you must," I said. "He lives, and he'll be back to new in three days."
Dr. Green pursed her lips and nodded. "Is The R onto something?" She asked me; with a smirk.
"You once told me you were a prisoner too," I said, standing beside Kane as we looked down to Arturo. We took our break to come over here and watch him in his deep sleep, his cheeks a shade of blue with the serum. He'll be drugged for hours and hours. "Remember when I freed Kane from the Chaining Room?" I asked her, looking up to her.
She nodded. "That's an unimportant matter, Dragon. You came here to see Arturo, or would you like to leave?"
I grimaced. Then she raised her notepad, that said in big, THEYRE LISTENING TO US.
I nodded, "I'll stay," I grumbled.
Dr. Green left and walked into her office, then came back and gave me a small metal container. I opened it up, and my eyes widen. It was full of injections, glowing blue. Serum shots. It contained at least twenty, ten on top and ten on the bottom. I would've thanked her to death, but then again they're listening.
She came by and took a personal injection, and without speaking taught me how to inject it. She used Kane's small cut across the base of his throat to teach me. She took his arm, and without a warning, dug the tip of the needle into his blue/green vein. She pushed in the liquid and retracted. It looked easy, but I knew if I did it wrong, I could kill someone instead of helping.
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