Secrets Open

Chapter 4

Becca up top

I wake up with a jolt, accidentally throwing Shadow into my lap. I tense when I hear a knocking on my door. Looking down at myself and let out a huff. I'm still in my cloths from yesterday, "Hold on!" I shout towards the door.

I move Shadow to my pillow and jump up quickly taking my cloths off. I grab my white hoodie and black joggers. Shadow slides into my hood and I jog over to my door, "What do you want?" I ask coldly as I open the door. I shake my head as I see Becca standing there, "What Becca?" She tilts her head at me, "Aren't you going to come to class?" I chuckle, "No, I'm not." She looks at me confused , "Then why are you in the academy if you aren't going to-" She gasps then hisses under her breath, "Don't move." I look at her confused. My eyes widen as her hand shoots towards my hood, 'DON-" It's to late. She jumps back with a yelp.

I curse under my breath, "Quickly get in here." I say in a hurried tone. Beccas eyes glaze over, "Shit." I quickly pull her into my room, "Becca you dumbass. Don't just reach into peoples hoods." I take Shadow out of my hood and set him on my desk, "Shadow stay there. I know you did that to defend yourself but you seriously need to not bite everyone."

Becca POV~

I rub the sleep out of my eyes as I knock on Octavians door. I don't know why I'm drawn to them but I am. Honestly, it seems like they're just toying with me. Especially with how flirty they were yesterday. I hear them shout, "Hold on!" and sigh. They probably just got up. Anyways, I just want to see if they want to walk to class with me. The doors opens, revealing an irritated Octavian, "What do you want?" I tense at their cold voice but relax because I know they weren't going to hurt me.

Octavian shakes their head when they realize it's me, "What Becca?" I tilt my head, A bit confused, "Aren't you going to come to class?" They chuckle, amusement sparkling in their gorgeous blue eyes, "No, I'm not."

" Then why are you in the academy if you aren't going to-" I stop my question with a gasp. I saw something move in Octavians hood, "Don't move." I hiss out. I need to get whatever it is out of their hood, My arm shoots forward and I barely hear them, "DON-" When I feel something pierce my forearm. Damn, why couldn't it have been my hand?

Immediately my body is filled with this hot feeling, running through my veins painfully slow like lead. The bite.... I jump back with a yelp but unable to do anything else. A fog fills my mind, like I'm in water in slow motion. I can't control my body anymore. It's like I'm in someone elses body and I can't control it. I see Octavians eyes widen and them say something. I try to respond but it's useless, nothing happens. And I can't even hear them. Everything's silent and the pain is slowly getting worse. I barely feel Octavians hand as they grab me and pull me into their room. They reach into their hood and pull a black snake out of their hood.

THEY HAD THAT IN THEIR HOOD?! I try to yell out to myself but yet again nothing happens. I see them say something towards the snake once he puts it on his desk. The snakes head droops slightly and the snake looks over at me. Something like an apology in its eyes as Octavian turns to me. I feel my body give out and see Octavian dart over towards me. I see the world stop falling and realize that Octavian lifted me up into his arms. The last thing is see is their panicked, yet concerned face looking down at me.

Then everything goes black and painless.

Octavians POV~

I gently lift Becca up and look to see her eyes close, "Shit." I say over and over again. I lay her down on my bed and look over her arm trying to fond the bite. It wasn't to hard though, I could see her veins have turned black where the venom has touched and spread. I see it slowly spread The bite is in the middle of her forearm. I turn to Shadow, "Really? You couldn't have gotten her hand instead?" Shadows head droops and I sigh, turning back to Becca. I take my knife with a shake of my head and set it on my desk before taking my hoodie off and putting it under her arm.

I shiver slightly as the air brushes my bare stomach. I ignore it and pick my knife back up bringing it to rest against the bite. I shake my head, "I'm sorry about this." I say as I slice across the length of the worst of the bite. It makes the venom come out as black and slightly a bit of red for the blood that wasn't corrupted. I let the blood flow until most of the black has faded from her arm than rip one of my shirts and wrap her arm to slow the bleeding before running to get my first aid kit and my torch.

I open my kit up and set it beside me than grab my knife and put my torch to it. I heat it till it's blazing a goldish red. I gently remove my torn shirt from her arm and put the blade to the cut I made on her arm, cauterizing it. Her eyes flutter open and she groans in pain but they close a second later. I grab a rag and a bowl of warm water to clean off her arm. I gently hold her arm as I clean the blood off her, "I'm sorry you should've known better."

When I'm finished cleaning her up waters pure red and cold. I gently wrap up Beccas arm before pulling my covers up and over her. I sigh, "Shadow you might not want to be the first thing she sees when she wakes up." Shadow slithers onto my shelf in the corner going out of sight, "Thank you bud." I put my hoodie in the trash and finish cleaning up. I look toward Becca seeing her still out of it. I don't want to be worried about her bit I am, and I don't know why, she's just a human. I go into the bathroom and wash my knife.

I'm going have to speak with the headmistress. Which I really don't want to, but if I'm going to get her excused for her absences and so she doesn't fail her classes I'm going to have to. I yawn, stretching my my arms above head. I go to my desk and pull out my sketch book. I hum, thinking of what to draw. My eyes glaze over to Becca and I smirk getting my pencils out and start, every now and then looking towards her. Half-way through with it and stand up and stretch. I look at the clock and realize hours have passed, "Guess I'll go take a shower." With another yawn I go into the bathroom and the water on. I strip and throw them in the hamper.

I feel like she's going to be out for a few more hours. Her body needs to rest, to catch up on all the blood she lost. I step into the shower humming a random tune.