Blue Pulse

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Wyatt

Caroline heads straight to her room when we get home. I can't help but feel bad for her, so much going on, and no one but me to turn to. I slip into a different T-shirt and some slacks, instantly heating up a bowl of soup.

Night falls and I feel my mind drifting off and tired from a day of signing contracts, saving Caroline, and coming home to a huge apartment for just me and Caroline. My parents would've known what to do. They'd have the right answers for us, and they'd surely help Caroline more than I am right now. Sure, they didn't help us much in the past, but I'm sure they were only trying to let us learn on our own, and now we aren't wandering around like a pair of idiots.

I head to bed after showering quickly. Living in a rich place like this is nice. It's actually almost nicer than the mansion we lived in a few years ago, money sure is a luxury.

The second my head hits the silver pillow, my eyes close and my brain shuts off.

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Caroline shakes me awake, her face is pale and sweat coats her brow. I sit up immediately and see her eyes in shock and fear. Her body is slightly shaking, is she cold? I look at what she's wearing, a long sleeve top with long pants, there's no way she's cold. So then what's happening to her?

"Hey, what's wrong?"

Her lips quiver and she doesn't respond. I begin to think she's dream walking, but then when I reach for her hand, she jerks it away.

"Wyatt," she coughs out, her voice sounding dry and hoarse. I check my high-tech watch and see the time. It's about an hour before sunrise.

"What? Why are you shaking?"

She opens her mouth to say something, then stops, her breaths taken in so rigid I'm beginning to think if any oxygen is even getting to her.

Her right hand raises up while her shaking stops, her breathing evens and she stares at me.

"This. This is what's wrong."

Mainly on her wrist, is a collection of veins. Blue veins. These ones aren't as cobalt blue and bright like the ones on her arm, but then in the center, bold and exact, is a hexagon. It covers the dodecahedron tag, and you can clearly see the blue spreading up and down her right arm. It's not so crazy that her entire arm is blue or anything, it's just there, and the veins are carrying blood. Blue blood. How is that even possible?

Well whatever it is knows what it's doing and it covered her tag. The only way for anyone to tell who she is. It's her identity, and it's being hidden.

"Don't stress, it probably means nothing."

Shoot, what should I tell her next? Something is definitely off here.

"Oh shut up, Wyatt, quit lying."

Ouch, that hurt, I think. She can't hear me so I don't have to worry about that.

"It's okay, do you feel sick?" I ask, shifting my position on my bed.

"Well, no, but-"

I laugh at her. "But nothing! There's nothing for you to worry about, you're just freaking yourself out."

She glares at me and stands up straight.

It could kill me, I have the feeling it will.

I shake my head and chuckle to myself. It's probably just something the government injected into her skin that's causing a small reaction. She crosses her arms and storms out of my room. I roll my eyes and shrug my shoulders. She needs to calm down. I'm going to be there for her, there's nothing she should be fretting about.