The Herra Project II- Secret Weapon [H.S AU]

Aftermath of Mat

Warning: Tad bit of swearing toward the end.

I groaned and tried to sit up as I felt a hand on my chest.

"Baby, calm down. You're fine now."

I opened my eyes to Sierra sitting on the end of my bed with a worried stare. I immediately recognised the hospital by the smell of sterilisation.

"What happened?" I grumbled tiredly. I put my head back on the pillow and felt my sweaty forehead.

"You passed out and we took you to hospital," she whispered. The green shade of the curtain closing us off from the other beds sickened me.

"Who's we?"

"Summer and I. You were out most of the night."

I read her mind to hear how worried she was.

"Come here, Sierra."

She began to cry as she lay in my arms. "I was so worried and I sat here the whole night waiting for you to wake up but you didn't and then Mat tried to come in-"

"It's okay," I chuckled weakly.

"I'm so sorry I told you not to hurt him. I didn't think he'd hurt someone like you so I never expected you to have to defend yourself," she blurted breathlessly.

"What does, 'someone like me' mean?" I smirked.

A blush crept to her soft cheeks, "Well, I mean like you're taller and strong and that..."

"So you're saying I'm fit."

She groaned as her red eyes found the ceiling with an embarrassed sigh.

"You are so beautiful, but don't cry. I'm fine now," I grinned.

She wiped her eyes and smiled faintly.

"Why didn't you heal yourself?"

I bit on the inside of my cheek and looked away from her gaze.

"Harry, tell me."

I sighed in discomfort, "I started the fight. He said he could have you in bed by the end of the night and I flipped. He beat me up for years. I figured one night wouldn't hurt anyone but him. When he passed out I healed him and he thought he just passed out for a minute before waking up again. Then he attacked me and that's when you walked in."

"It ironically makes me feel better to hear that you beat up the little shithead." She rolled her eyes as I laughed weakly, "But you still ignored what I said. I will forgive it because I was out of place to tell you not to after everything he did."

"It's okay. I guess we were each rightfully wrong." I looked down and noticed I wasn't in patient clothes, but my outfit from last night, the white shirt stained with a small splatter of blood.

She fell silent as she stared at me before she whispered with fingers pressed against my jaw, "Please heal yourself now. I can't handle seeing you like that."

"Like what?" I frowned.

She got up and brought the hand mirror from next to the bed. She held it in front of my face as I grimaced.

"I look like a car ran me over."

"Can you heal yourself now?"

I nodded and held a hand in front of my face, looking between my fingers at the mirror. The bruising around my eye slowly disappeared and my swollen lips deflated. I moved away my hand and looked in the mirror.

"Summer said she wants to apologise for everything. She broke up with Mat straight away," she whispered as she helped me up. I stood with trouble as took in a breath. I focused my green smoke throughout my body. The green smoke represented the healing . Whenever I hold my hand over something, I visualise the emerald green smoke brushing over the wound and sealing it.