Devilish Angel

5.The Dwarfs

"Create the highest, grandest vision possible for your life, because you become what you believe"

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Aria's POV

"Sshh...here me um puer angelum... It's alright." I see bright green eyes through my tears. My whole body was aching and a desperate need to go back to oblivion clouded my mind. But despite that I tried lifting my hand and reached towards the lady's face.

"Honey I don't have much time but remember to reach the Fons Amoris before he does." She whispers before a hot searing pain binds my head.

My vision turns white and my eyes open to a ivory colored ceiling. My head feels as if a pumpkin sized football  has been grown inside it.  Looking down at my hands and legs I realize that the room vaguely feels like a hospital bed.

Who am I kidding, if the the IV attached to my hand is not a big give-away then I am definitely dumber than the dumbest. The last thing I remember is being in detention room with Xander and writing a essay on red and blue. Oh. It's been so long since I had a panic attack. Especially the one regarding her. My mum.

Suddenly the headache increases in the rear part of my brain. It suddenly felt like my head would burst from the sudden pain. I clutched my hair in tight grip. My fingers trying to sooth away the jab. I bit my lips willing myself not to cry, still a whimper escaped. 

The pain eased a little from the top. As if it was traveling down my body, suddenly my neck cramped slightly before getting into a tight knot, making it hard for me to breathe in. My mouth opened up in a silent scream. After a minute or so the knot opened a little and soon my breathing became normal but the horrendous pain travelled down towards my back.

Here it was the worst.

As if someone was cutting my back open on both the sides only to burn it from inside out. That was what the agony was like. Loosing all my wits I screamed. I screamed till my throat started hurting and my airway choked. I started coughing violently but the feeling in my back was still prominent then ever. 

I kept on shouting willing someone to just hear me. To just kill me. Where the hell is everyone?!

Suddenly the door of the hospital crashed open. Looking up, my eyes were blurred in tears making it hard for me to recognize him. As my eyes cleared I saw his face. He looked old and wore a white lab coat. He looked at me with an expression of horror, eyes wide stricken and face a ghostly white.

Can't he see I am in pain? What is he doing? Dumbass.

Before I could shout for him to help me. The pain became unbearable and I blacked out.

Xander's POV

Running for me is like a thrill I can't get enough off. The cold wind biting my face wakes me up and energises me greatly. Its like a refreshment on a hot day.

Soon we reach our home. It was already dark so the porch light was on. A vibrant shade of yellow glinted off from the top. The pack house given to us for our temporary stay in the area was no wonder beautiful. On top of that it was huge with all the amenities provided to us so there was no chance of any complaint from our side.

Our father is well respected Xav. So is his pack. Aiden quietly nudges me. 

Xena who skidded to a halt beside me started to pant heavily. Looking up at me she gives me a smirk. Rolling up her shoulders she starts to walk towards the door and rings the bell. I shake my head and follow her.