Beasts

49: Third Best Thing

  I had a breaking point. A realization. After Danny left to get breakfast. Everything hit me like a truck. No. Like a plane. Everyone had a week to get used to reality but I had woken up only yesterday. For only two hours, as well. Phoenix was dead. Eddison was insane. My arm was in a constant state of pain which would increase at the slightest movement to it. Not to mention the fact that my body needs more blood or else the overdose of magic will kill me. So the summarize: dead, insane, and painfully dying. I may need a therapist after all of this. If I even survive, that is.

  I draw in a shaky breath and hold myself tighter, even if it makes my arm ache. The tears flow down my face and stain my t-shirt. Actually, it's one of Danny's. I vaguely make out the sound of the door opening and fast footsteps before Danny sits me up from my sideways fetus position. "June, what happened?" He asked and held me by my shoulders.

"I-it hurts..." I sobbed and leaned into his arms. "Emotionally and physically." My lungs hurt to breath and my breathes were cut off by a sharp pain.

"I'm sorry, June. You don't deserve any of this." Danny held me to him and kissed my head. "This is going to hurt but I promise it'll help." I wanted to ask what he was talking about but it was too late because he'd pressed a fireball to my heart.

  I winced as a cool burning feeling spread through my body. Danny linked my hands around his neck and my legs around his waist. I held on tightly as the weird feeling throbbed through me. My breathing calmed and my heart slowed down. You know that pins and needles feeling when one of your limbs goes numb? Yah that's how I felt, but with my whole body. It was faint but I was too scared to move. So I stayed motionless as Danny rubbed my back.

  "Do you feel better now?" He finally said. I stayed silent and leaned my head on my arm. "June?" He turned his head to face me. I blinked at his brown eyes and he pecked a kiss on my cheek. "Would you like to talk now?" I lightly shook my head.

"I'm sorry I cry so much." I said softly and wiped at my, tear stained, cheeks.

"That's okay. You have a lot of reasons to. In fact, anyone else would be still crying if they were you. Want breakfast?" He said out of no where.

"Sure. You can explain why you shoved a damn fireball into my chest as well." I said and leaned back.

"It doesn't hurt as much now, does it?" He smirked.

"At least explain to me why. And why you smell like strawberries." I took a sniff and it was pure strawberries.

"Omega. The scratch. Wolf magic in you now. That fireball thing only works on Wolves. Gum." He said completely off topic. "Want a taste?" He gave me a long, long, kiss and I could taste the hint of strawberries on his lips. "Your kisses are like a drug I'm addicted to." He said lowly with our foreheads pressed together.

"Drugs are bad for you." I said against the desire for his kisses.

"Says the one who has drugs literally flowing into her." He looked over at my IV rack that had both blood and a white liquid. 

"That's medicine. It's different."

"It's still a drug." He said and kissed my forehead before plopping me down on my pillows. I crossed my legs as he grabbed the tray on the nightstand and placed it between us. There was two bagels. One with sesame seeds and one plain. "Inside's cream cheese. I got you a plain one since you don't like sesame seeds." Danny said and held out the plain one for me.

"Thanks." I said and took the bagel. I watched as Danny chomped down on his. Then I took a bite of my own. It felt odd because the pain from before had disappeared. I stared down at my bandaged arm. Underneath was some major cuts that I would faint at the sight of. Yet all I was able to feel felt more like a bruise.