I was weak. But he made me feel strong. I was ashamed of what I was. He saw me weak and unable to think or move. All I could feel was pain but warmth in his arms. I didn't want to open my eyes. I slightly open the sight of my vision back to the world and notice I'm on Celeste on the sea. I look up to see Jack, my sweet Jack.
"Shhhh you should rest . Your pretty wounded."
"I-I'm sorry "
" There's no need to be sorry it's not your fault . Try to save your strength okay?" His voice was shaking almost as if he was about to cry.
I nod and close my eyes as I drift off back into darkness.
~berk~
It has been two days that I have arrived in berk. I was in my hut with bandages all over my body. There was a warmth on my had. It was Jack, he was by my side. Dad was on my chair sleeping, so was everyone else. It was a beautiful morning full of sun, I just wanted to feel the sun on my skin again, and not that cold cell.
"Jack? Wake up Jack."
"Huh ,what? Willow! Your awake! " he says as he gives me a big hug, watching my wounds of course.
"Willow! My sweet little girl! Your up!" Dad says almost in tears.
"I'm alright dad. I'm safe now."
" How could I let you go? If only I could have- "
"I don't regret anything I did, if I never went on this adventure....you would never meet Celeste or ......Jack."
"By the way, Willow, I should have listened to you....I don't know know why I banned dragons in the first place"
"It's alright dad I understand. How's Mum, Thorn and Valka?"
"There just fine. Now how about you get some rest , huh?"
"Yeah. Ok."
Thorns POV
I hope she's alright?
She's Willow she's fine.
I started to watch how Willow and Jack are together and clearly in love. It made me miss my Liam even more. I missed his soft brown hair and his touch on my face. The wind made me feel closer then I ever was with him. A tear shed down my face but it wasn't sad... it was hope. He might still be alive. We left him there. What if he made it... and I didn't help him. True we had to get away from Grimmel but why....I'm strong I could have took him.
"Because your emotions were taking over instead of reason."
"Willow! What are you doing here?" How did she know my thoughts?.
" I needed some air...I've been locked up so much that I needed to talk to my bestie and clearly you did too. Because talking to yourself doesn't always work . I just saw it in your face Thorn."
" Yeah , but by the looks of it you can barley walk." She was literally wobbling everywhere.
"Then I'll sit down." She says planting herself on a flat rock.
" I'm all ears."
" ok ok Willow....I'm wondering if your brother is still alive"
*sigh* " Thorn you and I both saw him dye.. he has pierced in the heart."
" But we just left him there ! We didn't see him take his last breath."
" Thorn.....listen...I'm not saying that I wouldn't like him to be alive because he was our best friend but... we had no choice to get away from Grimmel....it was our only Chance to live... and if I outdone have let you fight him...like I said ...you would've fought with your head instead of that numb skull of yours."
" Oh for Thor's sake Willow try to put yourself in my shoes for once!!!! What if that was Jack? Would you go back?"
" Well yeah but-"
"My point! "
"Thorn! Was has gotten in to you? I haven't seen you in a month and this is the welcoming I get?"
"Oh Fuck off! I'm completely normal.... and you know what I'm leaving"
I called stormwing and we flew of into the horizon.
Willows POV~
Uhh what is up with her?. That's not like her to be mean.... well towards me anyway. Ahhh. My wounds still hurt. I'll just get back. I won't chase after her. I'm assuming she needs to be alone right now.
~In the Village~
I just worried for Thorn walking home, I knew she would be alright but the other side of me was terrified for her. I saw Jack on the porch just pacing.
"Willow thank Thor !"
"Watch the wounds please! But I'm alright I just needed some fresh air"
"Right . But I just didn't want to lose you again."
"And you won't , trust me"
"I made you some supper. And some tea if you'd like?"
" I would be delighted."
He made me my favourite meal. I guess he really was listening to our conversation. We talked by the fire until I was tired and then I went to bed while he slept on the floor with a blanket and a pillow.( Not yet my little readers. But soon😏💕)
