What Did I Do?

Chapter 7: Shit has happened

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Serenity's P.O.V.

I awake as I would any other day.

I awake prepared to feel the pain from whatever beating I received the night before.

But the odd fact is that today, there is no pain. No pain to prepare for, and no pain to feel anyway.

This startles me because I do not know why. There is simply a large gap in the middle of my memory.

All I can really grasp onto and think about is him.

Xavier.

Just the name rolling off of my tongue gives me unexpected tendrils of excitement and adoration.

I do not know why I think of him or how this feeling has taken over my senses, but I do know that all I want is to be in his arms in this moment.

I feel like he should be here; next to me as I watch the sun peek out from behind a puffy white cloud.

But he is not here. He is not. And it tears at the corners of my heart for some unexpected reason.

Trying to ignore the overwhelming feeling that is Xavier, I march into my adjoined bathroom to take a much needed shower.

I really need to clear my head.

All I can think about is Xavier! The way he smells, how broad his shoulders are, how fluffy his hair looks, the way his fingers curl, the defined shape of his nose, how his lips look as soft as silk! But the prime oddity of it all is that it all seems perfectly okay.

I am even worrying about how he has slept and if his meals have been nutritious enough!

I feel like it is wrong to feel like this is right.

Sighing and trying to hold all of my internal battles a bay, I turn to face my sleepy reflection in the mirror.

My hair is in a bundle of knots and twists that will take far to long to untangle and my oversized pjs are lopsided and wrinkly, but what has me shrieking and placing my hand over my mouth in shock...are the two deep puncture words buried in the crook of my neck.

There is no blood and the closer I get to the mirror to try and more closely inspect the wound, the more it looks like someone really worked on cleaning it up.

I can also see that the wound does not simply consist of two deep holes in my flesh, but the outline of a whole human upper jawline.

The area is irritated and red with a slight itchy feeling that has me seriously wanting to just rip off the scabs. At least it would still the itching.

I hurriedly turn around in search of some sort of medical supply sufficient enough to tend to the wound. While it looks like it has been taken care of by someone else, I still need to see what I can do.

With a tube of ointment in my hand I turn back around with a small amount of it on my pointer finger, ready to spread it on the agitated area.

But when I look in the mirror, the wound is gone; like it was never there I the first place!

This day is driving me crazy!!!

Feeling as though I may faint, I take a seat on the closed toilet lid and put my head in my hands.

After about a minute of breathing in through my nose and out through my mouth I look back up in the mirror.

My reflection stares back at me without a trace of the horrific bite wound I had seen before.

Shaking my head and questioning my mentality I turn on the hot water of the shower and grab a towel from the cabinets.

What.

The.

Hell.

Has.

Happened?

Shit. Shit has happened.

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