Tick Tock (on hold)

Come again?

It's hard to say when the pain started. Probably a few months back, but I never remembered it to be this bad.

My muscles were tight, and every time I sat down, I couldn't help but cry out in pain, only to clamp my lips shut in attempt to not disturb anyone. I have bitten my tongue until it swelled and was bloody. Add that to my list of pain.

I was in the shower, a few days after my roadtrip with Gryf. It was actually pretty fun, excluding my pain. Every time Gryffin tried to take me to the Hospital, or even the clinic for medication, I flat out refused. I must have made him angry at my stubborness, but I felt like I couldn't. As if something horrible would happen if I seeked help. So I avoided them all.

My back and shoulders drew together like it agreed, and I winced.

You know something's not right.

I sighed, and turned up the heat in the water, hoping to sooth the bright pain.

Had I looked in the mirror, I would have seen two huge dark shapes curling down around my spine, and angry red blotches cascading down my back, always in motion, like a blood waterfall.

I inhaled sharply when the steaming water replaced the warm, but tried to relax. I already shampooed and conditioned my hair, so I was only under the water to desperatly get rid of the pain.

Four sharp knife-like feeling sliced down my back, and my breathing hitched. More slices from inside my skin, and I started to sob uncontrollably. Please stop. Stop. Stop! Stop, stop, stop stop please please please please please-

My flesh ripped inside my back, and my knees buckled. I screamed and feel hard to my knees, water pelting my back with such force that my skin screamed in agony.

I gasped and pulled my hair, almost pulling it out my skull as I bit my lip raw to halt my screams. They bubbled up my throat, and I couldn't keep them contained. They burst, and I almost pierced my own earbuds. But I bet it would have felt a hell of a lot better than my back ripping open.

My heard the snap of muscles over the roaring shower, and the tear of skin and sinew, as something not quite naturel rip out of my body with such a painful feeling that I let out a bloodcurdling scream.

My bathroom door burst open, and the shower curtain was thrown back as I bent over in agony. Something large unfurled over me, dripping something hot onto my ripped skin and muscles. A huge shadow covered me, and whoever was with me gasped. I screamed again, and gripped my head, bending over, and letting out a high pitched wail as the pain clouded over my blurry, tear filled vision as I blacked out.

*later*

I struggled my eyelids open, and was relieved to find myself in my room, with all of the lights off and the curtains drawn. It wasn't until a few minutes of calming down my mind that I noticed the dull ache in my back on which I lay. No pain, just a dull throb. I sighed, and the door flew open. I licked my raw lips, and gripped the bed cloth at the appearence of a tall, familiar figuer in the darkness of my room.

I gulped and blinked quickly, trying to get rid of the fresh tears. Who was this man?

He was at my side in inhuman speed. My body flushed and my head started to pound as tears streamed down my face, despite my efforts.

He stared down at me with eyes that reflected like a cat's, and my heart pounded harder than ever.

He leaned down and kissed my forhead, wiping away my tears.

"Are you okay cupcake?" A familiar voice rumbled. I blinked. "Gryffin?" I croaked.

"Hm?"

He answered as if nothing happened. As if my back didn't rip open and something come out-