Fairy Lights | n.h

"It's what I am Niall"

  “I was afraid of being rejected, yes. I was also afraid of being accepted for the wrong reasons.” 
                                                                                                     ― Erich Segal

"What do you mean 'don't take her to the hospital'? She threw up blood Niall!"

Maura's voice was what brought me out of my oblivion. She needed to settle her voice because he'll hear her if she doesn't. He'll come."

There you are, Arethusa 

I started to breath heavily as my eyes sprang open, "No, no, no," I chanted, absorbing every breath of air I could take.

"See, she's fine." I heard Niall's voice and it brought a sense of warmth through me. They will protect me. I know they will. "Are you okay?"

Either all mortals were this obtuse or Niall didn't know how to connect the dots. "I-I'm weak. They're dead. They are all dead." I couldn't calm myself and it was evident by my rapidly beating heart. 

"Who's dead, hon?"

I shook my head and shrugged away Niall's touch, making him lay me back down. "No one. They are no one."

Maura looked worried but I found that it was useless, unnecessary to feel that way for me. There is no possible way to change the inevitable but I could try and prolong is as long as I can.

Such a sweet, innocent, girl

I let a sob escape me. "I would like to be alone."

"Oh alright, I'll make you a snack and you'll have it in a bit, okay?"

I slightly nodded and snuggled further into the blanket. The room was quiet but I still felt eyes on me. Niall's eyes. It told me he was judging me. He had to be.

"If you're wondering why I'm still here. Well, this is my room and this is my bed."

"Sorry," I croaked, trembling to sit up. "I will move."

"No, no, I was kidding." He motioned for me to lay back down and I gladly obliged.

I let out a shaky breath, waiting for more of Niall's harsh words. When none came I cleared my throat and decided to say something instead. "I did not mean to frighten you earlier, this is just what I am. I was born this way and have lived this way for centuries. There is no other way for me."

"So you've been sick like this for all these," he awkwardly coughed, "centuries."

"No," I slightly smiled, "I was at peace for many years. Me and my sisters would roam free and enjoy our roles as part of nature but..."

"Go on."

"Nothing that good could last forever. A force...something so evil took all of them away from me," I cried, letting the tears rush down the side of my face. "I was alone and afraid. I made it though, for a few years I made it. Then I met Alpheus...and he was dark. A dark god that wanted nothing more but my virtue, for power. I had to run so I did."

"W-where did you run to?"

"All types of places as long as it was blooming season."

He lightly laughed,"You've come to the wrong place."

I felt my expression dim. "I know. He was so close to me once that I scurried the wrong direction. Aphrodite had gotten me that far and the minute she stops helping I run in the wrong direction." I was so ashamed of myself.