Angels • Alec Lightwood (DISCONTINUED)

Six

"How can I say this without breaking?
How can I say this without talking over?
How can I put it down into words
When it's almost too much for my soul?"

Warning: slight graphic descriptions of pain. Idk what to call it. Pain. Lots of pain. If you're sensitive to that stuff, maybe skip the first part.

D A I S Y

I lay awake at Magnus' house, curled up on his sofa. Go to sleep, Daisy, I urged myself. But there was something wrong- something tickling in the back of my mind, something whispering to me. Focus, Daisy.

I stretched out, blinking, and blue eyes flashed in front of my gaze. 'What-' I whispered.

I blinked again, and there was nothing. Nothing there.

Go to sleep, Daisy.

My dreams were full of boys with dark hair and blue eyes.

****

I woke up feeling like my joints were being ripped apart. Dimly, I registered that the room was coated in shadows, but then pain took over everything else.

It was like a fire was burning inside me- I couldn't breathe, couldn't think, could only bite my lip so hard I tasted blood, coppery and warm.

I didn't scream. Screaming would involve moving, and all I could do was wrap my arms around myself and focus on breathing.

Pain.

It felt like my insides were being squeezed with a metal hand- like I was overheating, like everything that made me me was being torn into thousands of tiny tiny pieces.

Then it was over, and I felt tears slide down my face, hot and salty. Sweat poured off me, but my heart was slowing gradually, and nothing seemed to be broken. Maybe it was just a fluke- maybe it was an after affect of the banishing from Faerie-

Come to me, Daisy, a voice whispered. Come to me... This will all be over if you just come to me...

No, I thought back. NO. You hurt me- this was you! You- this pain- that was just you!

It was always her. The Seelie Queen. She wanted me back in her court, and I knew why- she wanted me back before I could cause her too much damage. But she banished me, not the other way around, and I wasn't going back.

And, just like that, pain tore through my body again, wave after wave, fiery heat sending me coughing so hard blood stained my hands. The Queen must have hired a warlock, I think. And she must be sharing her strength. Even Magnus won't be able to fix this.

Magnus.

Here I was, coughing blood onto his couch, and he was still sleeping, still blissfully unaware as yet another wave of pain shook me.

'Magnus,' I croaked.

The world started to dissolve around the edges, like Magnus' apartment was breaking into shards of glass.

Come back to me, Daisy, a voice whispered, bringing with it a cool breeze. Your warlock friend cannot help you alone- come back to me and the pain will be gone.

No, I whispered. I couldn't tell if I'm talking or just thinking anymore.

I doubled over, coughing blood and squeezing my eyes tight shut. 'Help,' I whispered.

And then I'm gone.

**** you can read it now if you don't like pain and stuff.

'Do you think she'll be okay?' a voice asked.

'I don't know, Alexander. She's in a fragile state. The Queen must have really wanted her back. God knows what happened before she cried out.'

'But...' Confusion was evident in the speaker's voice. 'Wouldn't she have screamed when the first wave of pain hit?'

'She's Daisy. Her mind doesn't work like other people's. She hates being seen as weak.'

'I hope she wakes up soon. I think Jace will have a heart attack soon.'

'She's sick. She needed the Silent Brothers.'

'She's a faerie- I still don't get how that works. How were they able to help her?'

A pause. 'We'll just have to wait until she wakes up.'

I wanted so desperately to wake up- to ask what was going on- but I couldn't. It felt like I was aching all over, like I'd just run a thousand miles. Normally, faeries don't need much sleep, but... And then I was gone again.

****

'Daisy,' someone whispered. 'Daisy.'

Someone walked towards me- a figure with long flowing red hair and a crown of silver. The Queen. We weren't at Magnus' apartment, or in Faerie- we were standing in the same graveyard where Raphael had buried Simon.

I felt my heart contract. 'What are you doing here?'

'Faeries dream rarely,' the Queen said softly. 'Not like mundanes. But I have influenced your dreams, the time where you would normally be seeing only blackness. I wanted to talk to you.'

'Talk?' I spat. 'You- you- you just put me in hospital!'

The Queen looked thrown for a second. 'I- I didn't put you in hospital.'

'It was the warlock you paid to help you, right?' I said angrily. 'Look, just let me leave. You banished me, I get it. You don't want me around. Just because I dated Raphael, and just because I like Shadowhunters. Seems pretty unfair to me, but whatever.'

'Look, Daisy, this is all a huge misunderstanding,' the Queen began. 'It may not seem like it, but I truly do care deeply about you.'

'You do a great job of showing it,' I said sharply. 'Torturing me, banishing me- what next? Killing me?'

'Daisy,' the Queen said. 'This may be all the time I have left with you before-' she sighed. 'This is just a dream. Maybe I'm not real. Maybe this is all part of your imagination.'

'Maybe I should leave now.'

'I do care about you, Daisy,' the Queen said, blinking. 'Honestl-'

*****

I gasped, and my eyes flew open. Sitting at the bottom of my bed was Jace Lightwood.

'Ah,' he said. 'I was wondering when you would wake up.'

'Uh, what?'

'We need to talk,' Jace said. 'Now.'

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xxx Jade