Terraria: Birds of a Feather

Chapter 122: No Excuse (Part One)

Feather's Point of View

It wasn't until I saw the sun rising that I took my gaze off of the window.

I couldn't sleep. Just thinking of what could of happened last night---

Uuhhggggg...

It sent shivers down my spine.

My eyes felt droopy, But I refused to let them rest. Too much paranoia was thumping in my chest.

Maybe.... maybe by now, The affects of the blood moon have worn off? Maybe... I could check on Brandon...

But.... I don't really want to talk to him after last night.
I squeezed my eyes shut as I felt my hands start to shake. Brandon.... well....I don't think I can rest easy on blood moons anymore...

Or any night anymore...

I sighed as I looked over at Luca, Who was fast asleep in his bed.

Quietly, I stood up from the chair and exited the room.

Brandon's point of view

"Urrgg....." I groaned as I tried to sit up. Pain seemed to lurch through my jaw as I sat up, looking around.

Ow.....

What in Terraria happened last night----

All of a sudden, My eyes widened in realization.

Blood moon.

There was another blood moon last night.

"Oh NO!" I shouted, instantly holding my jaw in pain.

I need to talk to Feather.

I need to find out what happened last night...

Hopefully, I didn't do anything too regretful.

"B-Brandon?" A small voice whispered. I turned my head to see Feather, Walking down the stairs.

"Feather." I replied simply, Standing up. She hesitantly stepped down to the floor.

She briefly glanced over to me before she looked down at her feet.

"Uhmm... u-uh...." she muttered, taking a step towards me.

"Feather.... What did I do last night?" I asked, walking over to her. I tilted my head to the side, Curious at her behavior.

She seemed different, And a bit sheepish. This wasn't like her at all...

She didn't answer.

Now I was getting concerned.

She.... she usually responds quickly and enthusiastically.....

Did I do something wrong?

I need to know if I did anything to her last night.

If I did anything to hurt her.... or worse....

If I did....

I would never forgive myself.

"Feather, Answer me." I rose my voice in slight panic. Feather flinched.

"...... y-you.... u-um....." She started, but trailed off.

Feather's point of view

I couldn't bare to look him in the eyes.

Every glance I stole to look at him made my heart ache.

His eyebrows were furrowed in concern and a small frown placed on his lips. His dark brown eyes were wide in panic as he took a step towards me.

"Feather.... please.... tell me.." He gently put his hand on my arm.

Getting a horrible flashback from last night, I swatted his hand away.

I couldn't shake the eerie feeling of his hands on me last night.

He instantly jerked back and looked at me in disbelief.

"Feather... you need to tell me...." Brandon  whispered.

"Please.... I need to know if I hurt you..." He continued.

My eyes shut.

I was exhausted.

I was hurting.

My burns weren't fairing too well....

I was scared.

At the moment, I wanted to get as far away from him as possible.... but.. at the same time, I wanted to throw my arms around him.

I love him.

I need him.

But I couldn't face him after last night.

I didn't want to...

I refused to let myself see him...

I refused to believe that it was him last night...

I refused to believe that he almost forced himself on me.....

It would break my heart to know that my love... was not who I thought he was...

Feather....

Listen to me.

"Feather.... you're shaking.." Brandon told me.

That was not Brandon last night....

We both know that...

"Please..."

Brandon would never do that... he would never purposely hurt you.

"Please..... I can't live with myself knowing that I might of hurt you.."

He cares about you too much to do anything to you....

Blood moons jack with people's personalities.

I know that the behavior last night was unacceptable...

But.. I can't see you like this.

Brandon lo---- .... cares about you.... please.... just believe me....

He would never hurt you.....

In an instant, I felt a lump in my throat as I threw my arms around him. Brandon staggered, But he didn't loose his balance.

Instead, he put his arms around me and held me close while I sobbed into his shoulder.

All of the pain... all of the fear... all of my doubt, Streamed down my face.

I was loosing frustration.

Subconsciously, I squeezed him tighter.

What..

What happened last night...

I'm scared it would happen again....

But for now...

I didn't have anything to fear.

I had Brandon... my Brandon...

"Please don't scare me like that again..."