Blood Red (2)

Chapter 20

A/N: it's my birthday again :)

I awoke coughing, my mind scrabbled like eggs. I reached to feel the stitches at my sides, but stopped, a thought crossing my mind.

I... I died...

"I died." My throat was raw.

"Yes...you did," came a chocked voice. "And unlike last time, I never left. I will find who ever did this to you and kill them."

"I know you tried to kill you." A woman's silhouette appeared in the shadow.

"Who? Cora?" I rasped.

"No..." She paused for effect. "Mr. Gold and I have been researching for patterns in your injuries. We have come to the conclusion that Cora is indeed trying to kill you, but she is not the only one. It's not someone who usually lives in Storybrooke since no one does this...at the time being. Most of the time it's Emma Swan people are after. It's someone who knows your a werewolf, but also that you're friends with Snow. Someone who would have a reason to hate you...get revenge." A sigh. "It's...it's Peter"

"PETER!?" We shrieked.

There was that sound again. My heart rate speed up. "I think that was too much for her to handle," said Killian. I felt sick. He took me in his arms.

"P-Peter is the one who has been trying to kill me...all this time?"

"Yes. He must be destroyed."

"But why? Why must he be destroyed?"

"HE IS TRYING TO KILL YOU!" Regina screamed through her teeth. She fell into a chair in the corner, her face in her hands.

"Fine...I-I'll do it," I whispered. "I'll do it tomorrow, at dust. Invite us to your house. Tomorrow is the full moon. I will kill him."

"It is decided," Killian said. "Keep an eye on her, Regina...please."

"I will."

"Promise me."

She rose and stared him straight in the eyes. "I swear to you. I will not let him lay a scratch of his nail, tooth, or other upon her. I give you my word."

"Alright. I believe you."

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Tomorrow arrived sooner than I thought.

I was placed in a wheelchair and was told I could leave the hospital. Killian wheeled me out, then took me home. Peter was there, sitting on my couch, playing my video game. Eating my food. In my apartment. The person who tried to murder me, was being treated like a guest. It boiled my blood.

I simply smiled, pinching Killian till he did the same. "Hey Peter."

He paused the game and pretended to gasp. "Red! When you didn't answer the door...I-I got scared. I called Killian and he said you were put in the hospital because you fell out the window! He told me to make myself at home, and that you'd be back tomorrow. Are you alright!?"

My face hardened. "I'm fine."

"You could've died."

I nodded. The window I fell from had a black covering on it. It kept out the air...and eyes. "I did. I was brought back to life."

"H-how?"

"I don't have time to explain it. Though, tonight Regina invited us over to her house."

"The evil queen?" There was a flash in his eyes. "She is...well...evil."

"Not anymore. We're friends. In fact, she planning my wedding."

"Oh... alright. So when is she inviting us over?"

"Tonight. It will be just you and me... Like the old days."

He sighed. "Those were the good days. The easy ones."

"Sure."

Mary Margret called me, crying. She told me Cora had just died... and it had been her fault. Regina held renewed hatred for her. Though, she kept her promise. She was still inviting us over, and she would still let no harm come about.

Cora deserved her fate. It was a shame Snow had to be the one to do it though.