ch 8 pt 1: The Sick Demon

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Elizabeth

Deckerd sat beside me stroking my hair, I saw Monika leave along with Roman. I purred and saw Ulysses pull out a syringe.

"Please...no shots..."I begged.

"I might have to Emily" Ulysses replied, I got scared, cracks. Started to form on me.

"Dont worry Emily...ill num up the area first, then give you the shot," Ulysses said, I grip Deckerd's hand tight.

"Its ok babe...I'm here I'm not going anywhere," said Deckerd, he stroked my hair slightly smiling. I squeezed his hand tightly shaking, Ulysses injected the shot in my arm, I blacked out.hours went by and I heard deckerd"s heartbeat, along with feeling his arms around me, I started to cuddle him not noticing Roman

"WAKE UP LOVE BIRDS!"Roman shouted, I groaned, hearing Deckerd pull out his revolver

"Whoa ok ok!" Roman backed up

"That's what I thought..."Deckerd said he put his gun back on the nightstand.

"How is she?"Roman asked.

"She's better...she blacked out when Ulysses gave her the shot" Deckerd replied.

"That's good, Monika's making soup for her, "Roman said.

"Tell her thanks, "Deckerd said, I groaned in pain started to wake up slowly

"Mmmm....Deckerd..."

"Yeh Emily?" he replied.

"I'm gonna throw up..."

"Buckets beside you..."Deckerd said rubbing my back. I started to throw up, but instead into the bucket, I threw up on roman.

"AGH! EMILY!!!"Roman shouted. Deckerd chuckled holding my hair back with one hand and rubbing my back with the other, I didn't feel good at all.

"Guess that's karma for the times you flirted with my gal...but sorry about that," Deckerd said.

"Eh...it's alright she's just not feeling well," Roman said, Deckerd got up cracking his back as me and roman heard it crackle snap and pop.

"You ok darling?"I asked. Deckerd nodded.

"Yeah, that gotta hurt," Roman added.

"Yeh..I'm ok Emily I'm just not used to beds"Deckerd replied.

"What do you mean?"Roman asked.

"I mostly sleep on couches and floors" he replied

"That's not good," Roman said

"Meh...it's always felt comfortable to me," Deckerd said. I tried to get up but Deckerd laid me down.

"Emily, you're not well...you can't move right now," he said

"But.."

"No buts Emily..." he said. I looked down, he sighed

"I'm sorry Emily..."

"No its fine Deckerd..." he. Than stroke my hair.

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