The Secret That Connects Us (Antisepticeye) |completed|

a Bit More Peaceful

Your POV

I woke up alone. The curtains were still in front of the window and it made the room look a bit darker. I moved to grab my phone from the nightstand. All of a sudden I felt a sharp pain rushing through my sides and stomach. I let out a little cry and fell back on the bed. I heard someone running down the corridor and soon the door burst open.

"Y/N!"

Sean ran towards me like he hadn't seen me in years. He gave me a tight hug and a kiss on the cheeks.

"Thank God! I was so afraid you weren't going to wake up!"

What? What is he talking about? I tried to sit up again, but another rush of pain went through my body. I kicked the blanked off and carefully lifted my shirt. My voice and breath got cut off as I saw bandages all around my stomach and waist, soaked in blood.

"Oh, that's bad. C'mon I'll help you up. We need to clean your wounds and change the bandages."

"Whoa, whoa now. Why am I all patched up?! What's going on?!"

"So, you don't remember?" a voice asked from behind Sean. Mark had come and was now standing against the door, a worried look on his face.

"...No..." I answered quietly. Sean sighed and covered his mouth, looking at me thoughtfully.

"These cuts, your demon did these in your sleep. You were basically awake, but you were asleep and..."

"Oh yeah, that has happened before. Just without the cuts..." As I said that, Sean looked up to me.

"When did it happen?"

"It happened when I was in my last relationship. This is what ruined it. My last boyfriend said that it was pretty common and when I told him why it was happening, he just left without saying anything..."

"Oh...ugh... Didn't mean to remind you of this..."

"No problem," I smiled.

"When you two are done talking, let's get you to the bathroom, before the bandages give in," interrupted Mark and Sean nodded in agreement.

"Here, hold on to me," said Sean, bending over to me. I locked my hands around his neck and he slowly pulled me up, holding my waist. It sure hurt a bit, but it was nothing I couldn't bear. Sean let me lean on his shoulder as we started walking towards the bathroom.

"I'll go and make some breakfast for you, y/n," Mark smiled and headed to the kitchen.

"Did I hurt anybody?" I asked quietly.

"No, but you almost gave me a heart attack!" Sean said, giving me a small smile. I sighed in relief as Sean opened the bathroom door. He made me sit on toilet and I carefully lifted up my shirt. Sean lightly wrapped the bandages off. Now I saw my cuts. Deep and and still dripping blood a bit.

"Maybe we should go to the hospital?" I asked worriedly. Sean got up to take the bandages from the cupboard.

"I don't think it's a good idea. They'll ask about these wounds and I have no logical explanation for these," he said, turning back to me. I nodded and he started cleaning my wounds. It stung like a bee, but I tried to ignore it. Sean wrapped brand new bandages around my stomach and smiled.

"Go and get changed, I'll wait you in the kitchen."

I slowly walked out, Sean wanting to support me, but I could handle it. As Sean disappeared, two pairs of paws came running towards me. Chica ran up to me and walked me to the bedroom, wiggling her tail playfully.

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"So, what are our plans for today?" I asked, eating the omelette Mark had made.