Chapter 66: Thicker Than Blood.

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~Jay~

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~Jay~

My body aches as I move around as my eyes open, everything is so sore and my head hurts like a bunch of elephants have gone running over it, I manage to sit up and look around me and realise that I am in Cairo's bed still.

I rub my eyes with the backs of my hands and then it hits me.

"...he's bipolar, having that and trying to handle the usual over sensitive feelings of a vampire is not a good mix."

Cairo, where are you?

I look about the room and see that Leto is asleep on a seat by the side of the bed, his eyes have got deep rings around them and his hair disheveled, seeing him in such a state only makes me feel even more guilty of this situation.

I look down at myself as I feel a throb in my chest, the wound that his maker made on me is a lot better and even looks like it may already be healing, thanks to Leto.

I look over at him again and I can't help but think that all he does is look after us, he would never think twice if it meant him saving us or making sure that we are ok, but who looks after him?

I guess that would be Freddie.

But where is he?

I carefully move my aching body to reach over and lightly shake Leto's arm, wanting to wake him to get answers on why Freddie isn't here looking after him, but at the same time not wanting to wake him as he needs his rest.

After a short while of me gently shaking him, his eyes open and he stretches out of the awkward position that he was sleeping in, he then meets my eyes and slowly smiles at me.

"Hey little one, how are you feeling now?"

I shake my head at his pet name, trying not to let it get to me.

"Feeling a lot better, just sore and got a headache."

"That's good, I think another day or two of bed rest and you should be back on your feet."

I sigh as I lean my head back against the headrest as I smell Cairo all around me, missing him being here, missing his closeness, not really understanding my feelings for him very well but I definitely feel something for him that is way beyond the barriers of friendship.

"Do you want me to call your Mum? I'm sure she is worried about you, you've been staying here for too long now."

"No don't call her, she'll only take the opportunity to pick something else out from me that isn't perfect and compare it to my brothers perfect high standards."

His face goes soft as he leans towards me.

"She still does that?"

I nod my head at him as I look down at my hands, remembering everything she has ever said about me and how I could never be as good as AJ- Adam James, how he will always be her angel and that I will always be a huge disappointment.

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