《His Innocent Fox... BoyXBoy》Chapter Twenty-Nine
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? Like... My whole body feels like air, I'm so light and free, I feel cheerful and happy, and... I don't feel... Pain! I can't open my eyes, although it feels like I can do anything and everything I want, as I continue to float freely... A smile on my face... This is what dying feels like? I wish Robyn were here to experience it... I miss him.
I feel a sudden bout of lightheadedness, which tears me away from my happy memory of Robyn and myself playing with Mama and Papa when we were young and carefree, and, with a jolt of shock, I feel myself slowly returning to the land of the living... A place I thought I had left the Night I was stabbed...
"... isten to what saying Allistar! It has already been THREE FUCKING WEEKS since he was stabbed! If he doesn't wake up soon, Calder said it might be best if we just let nature take its course, and unplug him... You have to try something! Please..." I know that voice... Hm... It isn't Niko... And it isn't Robyn... So... Who is it?
" I understand that you are worried Jaxx... But I have already done all I can... We need to be patient!" That must be Allistar Bane... Famous Warlock of Britain... And he's... Oh! He's talking to Jaxx! Hm... Where's Niko then?
" ?! Have you Niko?! He hasn't left his room since he his Mate all the way here! He barely feeds, he doesn't talk to anyone, and I'm pretty sure he is thinking about killing himself!" Oh Niko... I love you so much... I may not fully be HERE, but I am still HERE...
" I'm sorry Jaxx... There is nothing more I can do." Damn... Negative much?
I so badly want to open my eyes, desparately needing to get to Niko, and most of all, my identical twin, but I just can't... And all I can do it listen to what is happening around me.
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" C'mon Ravyn... You need to come back to us! I know you probably can't hear me..." Wrong! " But you need to try your hardest to get back to us... Niko is so torn because of you being so damn stubborn..." That's it Jaxx... Laugh! You all need to...
" And Robyn... Ah man... He's so, so broken now... He locked himself in his room, and all he does is lay on the bed, and cry into the pillows and sheets... Alec can't even get him to come out or even talk... And you know how stubborn and determined he gets." Oh Robyn... Please don't be so sad... I'm still here...
" I know it might feel to slip away, but you need to fight it... Nix may want you up there... Your wings may be ready... But our hearts are not." I NEED to come back... Come on Ravyn! Just open your eyes, twitch a finger, move your lips! Do SOMETHING to show you are still here!
" Ngnnn..."Finally, after what feels like a million years, I peel my eyes open, and give a groan. Instantly, Jaxx is up on his feet, shock covering his face, as I look up at him with blurry eyes, and force a small smile.
" OH MY GODDESS! ALLISTAR! ALLISTAR COME QUICK!" Jaxx screams, tears filling his eyes, as the door bursts open, and a very cute Asian boy with raven black hair, blue mixed in at the ends, and beautiful green eyes rushes in.
" Well... Welcome back to the living Young One." He smiles, showing sprakly white teeth. I open my mouth to speak, but my throat feels so raw, and it feels like sandpaper when I swallow.
Jaxx, noticing my distress, grabs a glass from the nightstand, and gently holds it up to my lips. I swallow greedily, remembering not to lap at it, allowing the cold liquid soothe my burning throat, and, once it's all gone, I take a deep breath.
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" Robyn..." Is all I say, my voice scratchy and very hoarse, as Jazz nods eagerly, and disappears in a blur. Allistar comes over to me, his eyes narrowed in concentration, and places his fingertips against my head... Shooting tingly warmth throughout my aching body, and soothing me.
It feels like forever, but finally, the door slams open again, creating a hole in the wall where it had hit, and I see him... Goddess he's so beautiful... Even though he is so pale he looks almost translucent, his hair is matted and sticking up everywhere, his cheeks are hallow and greyish, his frame is even smaller than it once was, and his eyes are lifeless, dull, and shrouded with purple/black bags... He is still Robyn... He is still MY Robyn.
" R-Ravyn?" He breaths out, his voice holds a spark of hope that makes me smile, as he stands there for a moment, and then he's sprinting to me... As I look closer, I see tears, shining in the darkness like winking eyes, and my heart swells in my chest.
He collides with me, the force of his body hitting mine takes my breath away, as he pulls me up, and buries his face into my neck... Taking deep sniffs as tears hit my pale skin. I raise my arms to wrap them around him, but when I do, horror takes hold, and my eyes widen.
My arms are like twigs! So thin, I can see every bone sticking out and every vein trailing under my skin like blue and purple vines, and I have needles littering my arms... Which are tapped and bandaged down so I can't pull them out, or accidentally rip them.
" I thought... Oh Goddess Ravyn! You... You bled out in my arms! I... All that blood... And then... Oh Goddess! Your heart... It... It Stopped beating! I thought you really died... You really die! I... I saw you." Robyn sobs into my neck, his words muffled and slurred together, as I snap out of my shock from how skinny and malnouirshed I am, and wrap my arms securely around his neck... Not wanting to let him go... Ever again.
" Shhh Bird... I'm right here now, and I'm not going anywhere... I love you." I whisper to him, my voice thick with emotion, as I tangle my hands into his matted hair, and press my cheek against his cold ear... Taking deep breaths, drinking in his amazing, oh-so familiar scent, as I calm down my very tensed up nerves.
" I love... I love you too..." He whispers, pulling away from my neck, as he places his forehead on mine, his shining blue eyes locking with my dark blue-grey ones, and then allows his eyes to flutter shut... A single tear runs down his cheek, and drips onto his arm...
I lean forward, placing one hand on his cheek, which causes his eyes to open as soon as my hand makes contact with his skin, and gently press my lips against his. I pull back after a few seconds, ecstatic that I am alive and holding my brother in my arms, and the two of us smile.
" I love you muc---"
" !"
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