War of Hearts

Chapter 7

Now:

Magnus POV:

We've discussed a while what to do, now that Charly is asleep, cleand up and taken care of medically, because we did not want to leave her alone on the sofa. What if she needs anything or gets unwell?
Alexander offered to stay with her to watch over the fairy so I could get some rest. But I would not let him, knowing well how much Alec needs the sleep himself, because he has to be up early. Both, being the stubborn selfs we are, we would not let the other stay the night nexto the sofa. But Alec and me both staying up would be even more foolish.
So I decided to lay down the law and take Charly with Alec and me to our bed. So we would be there if she needs anything, but still we could all have the rest we need very much.

Alexander carried the fairy carefully in his strong arms to our room and laid her down in the middle of the bed. Now we all lay in the darkness and I can here Alexander breathing regularly on the other side of the bed, already asleep, as is Charly nexto me.
Only I remain awake and restless as my thoughts rush through my head, having nearly lost one of my dearest friends. But also the exhaustion of the day paired with the heavyness of the events start to get to me. So my eyes close and I fall asleep before I even notice having shut my eyes.
My mind drifts from racing thoughts to deep and dreamless darkness.

Charly POV:

I wake up dizzy, my head pounding and I am disoriented as around me lies darkness. Heaving myself into a sitting position to get a grasp of where I am, I only end up even more light headed. I squeez my eyes shut to fight the pain rising in my head and press one hand against my temples.
And so I just sit there, breathing heavily and waiting for what feels like ages for the pain to go away. As it finally fainted the slightest bit I open my eyes back up and try to see what's around me. I am feeling hot and sweaty, so I push away the blanket around my legs and cool air greets my bare feet. I feel relieved for a moment, although I decide to get up and find myself some water and maybe pain meds for my throbbing head.

So carefully I push myself to the edge of the bed, my head feeling like I'm turning in circles. It takes all my will to keep me straight and to head for the bottom end, so I nearly fall onto the floor when I finally pass it. Ouch! My head stings again badly and tears shoot into my eyes, bluring my already darkened vison.

Harsh I hit the flor with my lower body, not being able to react in time.
I blink heavily to clear my eyes, holding my head in both my hands. I grown in pain. Fuck!
What the hell happened?

I suddenly feel sick.
Sweat running down my forehead and mixing in with the tears, I try getting up onto my feet.
Now I am in a crouched position, my wobbly knees close to my body but I can't seem to get further up.

I need to go find a bathroom or at least some water.

Taking another look around I find a smal streak of dim light falling through a gap on floor level. A door?

Another jolt of pain soars through me, this time not my head but my guts. My chest tightens and I almost can't breathe.

Pushing myself up fired by the pain I stumble into an armchair and then force myself away from it towards the door. My heart pounds loudly in my ears and I stumble.

I reach for the doorknob and miss it the first time as my head is still very dizzy.
Opening the door with one hand the rest of my body follows and kind of crushes into it causing it to open.

I gag on thin air.

I need to find the bathroom, quick.

An intention leads me to enter a room that's diagonally opposite from the one I leave. Not seeing a thing I search for a light switch but can't seem to find it so I blindly lurch into the room.

I gasp for air to fill my tightening lungs.

My shine hits against something and I collapse again, kind of catching myself so at least my head does not get hit. I rest it on the chilly surface beneath me and try to recline as I feel sick again.

Shit. I think I'm about to throw up... I... What am I gonna do? I need... I... I grasp for air again lifting my head back up. I need water.
My hands run restless along the obstacle before me as my fingers get a hold of the edge of something.

Wait. Is this...? I push at it and it... It lifts up easily but slips through my sweaty fingers and falls back down with a crashing sound that makes my ears ring. I pull it back up and push it away and it falls again, this time away from me landing with a hollow sound.

My fingers drive around the new, slightly rounded surface and come to an halt as they find a new edge inside this time.

I'm sitting in front of a toilet, thank the unholy Seelie Court!

Almost like on comando my stomach rumbles and my mouth begins to water before I finally throw up into the toilet. Sweating like hell and feeling way too dizzy.

I throw up again and again, like my body is trying to get rid of it's own organs. Seems ironically accurate.
My mouth tasts sour, my nose runs and my eyes water after several minutes. I breath fast and heavy, too fast.
I get dizzy again.
Feeble I push a string of red hair out of my face but it immediately falls back in again.

I rest my head on the rim for a second before I need to gag again and my body gets rid of the last drops of liquid I had in me.
Hanging over the toilet barely conscious I don't notice a hand that holds back my hair as I throw op one last time before I black out.