After a few moments, the sadness returned.
I pulled away, and so did he. Jack looked at me and said, "Lets get you changed, hmm?" I nodded, looking at my clothes, splattered and soaked in my "best friend's" blood. Jack looked at me, "Can you stand?" He asked. I tried, but I tumbled to the ground in pain a few seconds later. I stared at the ground in defeat. Jack shrugged. "At least you tried." He said as he bent down and picked me up with amazing strength.
He then carried me to his bed and laid me down. "Thank you, Nova." He said to me. I was very confused, until he said, "When I was unconscious, I could hear everything going on around me. I even sent you a thought." I remembered back, when I was fighting Meg and heard a voice. "that was you?" I asked. Jack nodded his head.
I couldn't believe it, technically, Jack saved my life. I smiled as he set a pair of fleece pajamas beside me. Jack then gave me a soaked cloth. "here, lets clean you up." He grabbed another wet cloth and we began cleaning me up. As we washed off Meg's blood, Jack told me stories of when he, Matt, and I were young. After about 20 minutes, I was clean and changed into the soft, warm pajamas. Jack and I sat on the bed and talked for hours, then I guess we both drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, I woke up, and Jack was sleeping right next to me. I yawned, and he woke up.
"Oh, N-Nova, I'm sorry, I must've fallen asleep."
He stammered. I shook my head, "No, it's okay." I said softly, I even giggled a little. Jack then stood up, and reached out his hand, and I grabbed it. When he pulled me up, my leg gave away and I fell into his arms.
I know, cheesy right?
He picked me up, in the baby cradle position, and said, "Don't worry, I've got you." I smiled and said quietly, "I know." He carried me through the living room, where Meg's body still laid, to the kitchen. Matt was there also. Jack sat me on the countertop and handed me a plate of bacon and eggs Matt had made. I thanked the boys and began eating.
Then Matt walked up to me and rolled up my right pant leg. "May I take a look?" he asked me, pointing to the dressed stab wound. "Help yourself." I said to Matt. He nodded and slowly unwrapped the bandage, making sure he didn't hurt me.
When the bandage was off, the wound looked like a mere scar.
It hurt like hell, but it was barely visible. I was speechless, I was bleeding half to death 12 hours before. "Don't worry Nova, its normal." Jack said calmly. I looked at him, confused. "Everybody with our... abilities, has fast healing, it just takes up a lot of energy and is painful." I nodded my head, it wasn't the most reliable answer, but it was the only one I was given.
"It can also be transferred." Jack said to me as he walked over and placed his hand on my scar. Jack shut his eyes and focused, after about 10 seconds he opened his eyes and went back to eating his breakfast. "Transferring takes a lot of energy, that's why we eat a lot, it restores out energy." I looked down and the scar was still there, but when I wiggled my leg, it didn't hurt. "This is crazy." I mumbled. Matt nodded and sat back down on his chair, eating breakfast.
"Matt?"
I asked. Matt turned his head and looked at me. "Yes?" he said. "Where were you? When I was almost killed." I asked him. Matt shook his head and looked at the ground. "These guys, they grabbed me and pulled me away." He explained. "But I broke free of them and ran back here as fast as I could." He said. I nodded.
After breakfast, Jack gave me a new set of clothes and said to me, "We will go shopping today for new clothes, I just grabbed what I could from the spares in the closet. I nodded and went to my... I mean Jack's room. The clothes I was given were actually better than I expected. I was given navy blue jeans, a grey "HARVARD" Pullover Hoodie, a white laced tank top, and a pair of converse sneakers.
When I was dressed, I walked out of Jack's room.
*End of Chapter 8**
A/N: Hey guys, sorry this chapter was so short, there is much more content on the way and I am open to suggestions, so stay tuned! :)
