A year ago
I put John on my sofa as I went to go get a towel to apply pressure on his wound. I also got a wet flannel and wiped his face that was covered in blood. He slowly woke up while I was wiping his cheek.
"There he is" I said mocking the state he was in. He looked confused and is that a smirk?
"What are you smirking at?" I asked generally wanting an answer.
"You..." he says
"Have we met before? Because I swear I've seen you before" he said mocking what I had said to him when we had first met. I frowned at him.
"No thanks for saving my life Sage? because I was only tied up and tortured by a demon." I said in a 'you owe me tone.' John slowly got up groaning in pain while grabbing his trench coat.
"Woah up there cowboy you've lost a lot of blood you should take a minute." I said to him.
"What are you a doctor?" he said sitting back down more like collapsing onto the sofa.
"No I've just watched enough TV shows to now this sort of stuff" I replied in a cocky tone.
"The bathrooms that way if you want to clean yourself up, fresh towels in the draws and I'll find you some clothes."
"I'm not wearing anything you give me" he said in a serious tone.
"well unless you want to walk around in ripped, dirty, blood stained clothes your gonna have to deal with it." I said being sassy towards him.
"Oh and by the way your probably going to need stitches for that cut on your stomach." I said to him as he dragged himself to the bathroom. I gave him one of my brothers old pair of joggers which I had stolen before I left home and one of my oversized shirts.I was half way through watching an episode of Supernatural when John walked out of the bathroom
"You don't happen to have a needle and thread do you love?" he said scaring me. "Jesus Christ, scare the living day lights out of me!" I said holding my hand over my heart. I jumped up to go and get what he had asked for and looked at him funny while handing it to him.
"What do you need these for?" I said confused.
"Your the one that said I need stitches" he said back to me.
"No I meant like you should go to a hospital"
"You seem qualified enough" he said back to me.
"Wait you want me to do it? I'm literally going to kill you!" I said over exaggerating. "aww is silver worried about me?" he said in a baby voice. Silver really? He asked for it.
"Fine smoky but don't wine in my ear." I said snatching the needle and thread from his hand. He lifted up the side of his shirt revealing his stomach
"Ouch that looks painful" I said running to the kitchen
"Where you going?" he asked
"Were gonna need some sort of alcohol to get us through this" I replied
"Good idea" he said.A few glasses of scotch later and I was done stitching him up.
"That wasn't so bad now was it?" he said. "Yeah I just almost threw up about ten times" I said glaring at him. I jumped back onto the sofa that John was sitting on making him bounce and groan in pain "sorry my bad" I said apologizing putting my hands up in surrender. He just glared at me.
"Well um.. I'm going to get out of this dress you can help your self to food and stuff" I said. Why am I being so nice to him? I walked into my room grabbing a baggy shirt and a pair of shorts. While getting changed I heard clicking of plates in my kitchen. I dread to think what he's doing.
"What cha makin'?" I said to him playfully.
"A sandwich" he said looking at me
"want one?" He asked nicely.
"Is The John Constantine being nice to me?" I said mocking him.
"Maybe, you better remember it silver" he said smirking at me.
"Yeah why not" I said sitting on the counter beside him.
"Also why are you calling me silver?" I asked.
"Well your hair is silver love. And you called me smoky first" he said back.
"The heck I didn't" I said slapping his shoulder.We both sat down on the sofa in silence eating our food.
"Can I ask you a question?" I asked
"You just did" he said smugly. I rolled my eyes while nudging his shoulder.
"What happened... Between you and that demon for you to get so bashed up?" I asked.
"Well I pissed it off obviously. It was after you... They all seem to be after you." He said quietly.
"What do they want from me?" I said confused.
"You said you had visions right?"
"Yeah"
"Well I'm pretty sure that you are some sort of witch maybe warlock. Whats your last name?" He asked
"wait a witch hold on I get visions but I'm not a freaking jedi" I said. He just looked at me.
"Payton. Sage Payton" I said.
"Payton... Payton why does that sound so familiar" he said thinking getting up and walking towards the door grabbing his trench coat.
"You coming love?"
"Where are we going?"I asked
"No questions just listening" he said pulling me with him by my arm.
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Wheres he going to take her? If anyone's actually reading this crap let me know thanks :) is this story boring because idk if it is.
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