It lands on his back and it starts scratching. It has talons that rip through Haydens shirt and skin. The thing gives a gurgling sound, and Hayden lets out a growl, ripping the thing off of him. The thing takes a swipe, and it gets Hayden right across the face. I feel anger boil in my veins and my body gets up without my permission. It stalks forward and i hear a growl escape my mouth. I dont think, i just do. I grab the thing by the neck and rip it off of Hayden. i throw it without effort across the yard, and it skidds on the grass. It hisses at me and charges. This time i am ready. As it gets to me, my hand wrapps around its throat and i lift it up in the air. It claws at my hand, not really achieving anything. I feel a light bubbly feeling start from my toes that goes all the way through my body. The thing screams and hisses and me and struggle more. It looks me in the eyes and i see nothing. emptyness.
"If i ever, see you again, i will send you to the pits if artarus." i grip its neck in my other hand, and pull its head away from its neck. I feel a pop and its body goes lifless. i drop the thing and walk over to Hayden, who is struggling to get up. I sling his arm over my shoulder and lift him up with out effort. He limps inside and i sit him at the kitchen where he slumps over the cold wood. i rush into the bathroom and pull out a series of things that my body is telling me to get. i lay them on the bathroom bench top and walk Hayden into the bathroom. i sit him on the edge of the bathtub.
"Hayden." i say, fear he is losing conciousness. His head lols up and tears spring to my eyes as i see what that thing did. Hayden has a deep bloody gash running from the top of his eyebrow to the middle of his cheek, just missing his eye. It is red and angry. Hayden frowns at my tears. I cup his cheek and he closes his eyes and leans into my hand. i turn and get the anticeptic wipes off of the bench. I gently rub around the outside of the gash, and i put medical tape over his eyebrow and cheek. i look down and see his ripped shirt. I stand him up and position him so that he is leaning over the sink.
"This might hurt."
Haydens P.O.V
i feel her light soft hands flutter over my face and then she stand me up so i am leaning over the sink.
"This might hurt" she whispers. i feel something wet wiping at my skin, and some of the liquid seeps into my cuts. i hiss in pain, and i feel My angel tense. i breathe deep, in and out, and i focus on her touch, as her hands, so gentle glide across my skin. i feel her wipe my skin with a towel, and she starst putting gauze over them. She gives them one last gentle pat and i feel the burning fire leave my skin. i turn around slowly, and see her looking at her feet. i lift her chin up and look deep into her eyes.
"Thank you." i whisper. She slowly lifts her hand up and lightly traces her finger over my gash. i close my eyes and just focus on her touch.
"It hurt you." she whipers. I open my eyes and see her torn look.
"Atleast it was me and not you." she shakes her head.
"No, you..you were hurt, i couldn't stop it fast enough...im-" i put a finger to her lips and tears start to fall from her beautiful eyes.
"Please don't cry my love. Sadness does not suit you." She smile through her tears.
"Will..will you sleep in my bed?" she says quietly, i almost dont hear her. She looks down at her shoes. i lift her chin up.
"Of course my love, anything for you." She grabs my hand and leads me up the stairs slowly, as not to hurt my scars. She opens the door and pulls back the cover. She hops in, and i walk over to the other side of the bed. It dips as i lie down. She is staring at me with big owl eyes.
"Good night Hayden." she whisper, slowly closing her eyes.
"Goodnight my love." i close my eyes and fall asleep.
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Meeting death
FantasíaWhen Shade Lesters starts seeing ghosts, she passes it off as the grief of losing her parents....but that was 9 years ago.
