Chapter 24-Sanity is Overrated

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"Noah isn't a doctor he kills he doesn't cure." As all the words fell from her lips Scarlett -still a little drugged and light headed-miscalculated a step and facepalms the floor.

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Scarlett's POV:
"My God Scarlett." Raven sighs as he strolled over to my drugged form. "Why don't you just listen to me. Your gonna get yourself hurt."
You are insane."

Raven grabbed me from the floor and threw me over his shoulder rather unceremoniously. My head was now laying against his back and my butt was in his face.

"Oh put me down Raven, I'm fine and anyway sanity is overrated." I groaned into Ravens back.

"What? All I can hear is mumbled jumbles. So stop speaking and save your energy." Raven didn't seemed fazed by our current position and began to stroll toward his room.

"Raven?" I asked.The only response I got was a 'mmh hmm'. "Your back is very hard."
"Scarlett just be quiet." Raven spoke softly as he pushed past a door.
"It smells nice though."

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Ravens POV:
Just after she muttered her last sentence Scarlett slumped heavily on my back. Unconscious.
"You are one odd woman." I chuckled to myself moving Scarlett from over my shoulder and gently laid her on my bed. I pulled her trainers off of her feet and covered her in the quilt. As I left the room I muttered to her sleeping form 'Night.'

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After leaving Scarlett asleep in my room I went downstairs to my office. Though I'm the leader that can order others to do stuff, when it comes to important things I'm the only one I can completely trust other than Grant and I don't want to put that pressure on my little brother so I sat down and began working.

Hours had past by the time the paperwork was done. The pile of junk, letters and emails that had been piling up had been conquered and honestly I didn't want to do anything other than curl up in bed. There was one huge complication that came to light the moment I entered my room: I wasn't the only one that felt like curling up in my bed, Scarlett seemed to like it too.

Scarlett was still sound asleep in my bed her skin was deathly white and as I stood over her she shivered and balled up into a foetal position.

"Well," I sighed to myself. "I guess I'm taking the couch."

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Scarlett's POV:
Gradually the room begins to swim into focus, as I lay in the crisp sheets the smell of forests, mint and a hint of blood cradle me in its embrace.  So perfectly silent. Peaceful. But as I lay there, wherever I am, the bright sun ignores my silent pleads to go away and continues its ascent.

Wait a minute: suddenly the whole ordeal hits me. I should of figured it out earlier. Silent, peaceful and fresh smells aren't the norm. This must be the afterlife. There is no other explanation, I died of the blood loss and have been sent to the afterlife. The only surprise now though is that it dosent feel fiery and painfull here. This mustn't be the afterlife then. Hell is nothing like this (I should know I rule it.)

With my new revelation of still being alive I sit up hastily from the bed. My head coming in contact with another.

"What the fuck Scarlett! That bloody hurt." Raven said holding his forehead. "Why'd you head-butt me? It's not like I was standing over you ominously watching you breath."
For a second after Raven finished his sentence I sat there with no emotion showing at all then (for the third time this morning) the confusion sets in.
As Raven continued to massage his now busied head and mumbling, it hits me: I Scarlett Elle-Ray was sitting in Ravens bed.

I jumped up knocking into Raven again and making a dash for the door. Only to be tackled by two strong arms hauling me back into Ravens bed.

"What the hell are you doing?" I attempted to exclamation my voice though came out hoarse and rough. "This isn't my bed for one and secondly it's like 9 in the morning, aka wake up time."

"No Scarlett, it's actually 10:47 at the moment aka time for you to rest in order to avoid death." I go to interrupt Raven but he holds up his hand silencing me. "And yes I am aware this is my bed, I put you into it last night when you fainted. It not like I wanna go in your room unprepared, there's probably loads of traps that are just waiting to be set off and murder someone, so I avoided it."

Raven joked about their being traps that could kill him and he was partly right, the traps wouldn't kill him but nevertheless they would mutilate and maim him enough to stop him from leaving so when I get back I could finish the job. But let's just let Raven follow the path he's leading.

"Why can't I get out then?" I mumble under my breath crossing my arms over my chest stubbornly.

"You can't get out of bed because the doctor ordered bed rest. And I'm the cute nurse that has to ensure you obey. Kay sweety." Ravens sarcastic voice is like a hammer to the skull and I begin to see blurred as he speaks.

"Raven, I don't feel so good." My voice is light and airy as I grab onto the quilt trying to steady myself in order to stop the spinning. ( AN: If you get the reference comment 'RIP Stark'.)

The room begins to fade and the last thing I hear is Raven mumbling 'shit' under his breath.

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When I wake up again Raven is cradling my head is his lap nervously and another man is standing at the end of the bed.

"She should be fine, they reason she feinted was due to blood loss and maybe stress. She needs to ensure that her body is not overworked so I suggest bed rest for the next 3-5 days." The man then leaves the room and Raven looks down notice in my open eyes.

We sit for a monument in silence, Raven sitting with his back to the headboard and me curled up in his lap.

"Did you hear the doctor? He said 5 days bed rest. That means nothing other than sleeping and eating."

"He said at 3-5 days not 5 days and I still need to get out of bed, unless you want me peeing myself." At my words a slight upwards twitch comes over Ravens lips, but he fights off the smile.

"Ok. But now you should get some rest."
On there own accordance my eyes flutter close as Raven strokes my hair and pecks my head as I drift off.

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