Unknown Powers (MCD Aaron X Reader)

°Chapter Eight°

"Vylad..... Do you remember Y/n?" I questioned hesitantly. "What about her?" He ponder quietly. "She's alive."
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Garroth's POV

All the color from Vylad's face drop. He looked like a ghost. His eyes everywhere but me. I heard him swallow deeply before Vylad's gaze met mine. "You shouldn't joke like that Garroth." He said blankly. "It's not a joke, she's here." I spoke the truth. Vylad then grip the collar of my shirt. "Tell me where's she at!" He said in a demanding tone. "She's at Aphmau's! But you can't see her! Y/n thinks you're dead! She's already hurt and she can't take another blow!" I said thrashing to get out of Vylad's grip without hurting him or me.

Then Vylad turn into his shadow knight form, from the news about Y/n being hurt. He griped my collar more tightly. "Who hurt her! I'll kill that son of a bit-" He was cut off by my shrunken voice. "Me..." I spoke ashamed of myself, I injured basically my sister. The anger rows in Vylad's eyes. He cocked back his right fist and just nailed me straight in the jaw. Sending me back on to the ground. I didn't say or move at this point. I knew I deserved that.

"Why would you hurt her!" Vylad's shadow knight form yelled. He walked back and forth clutching his hands. "I didn't know it was her! Just let me explain." I begged. He stoped pacing and look at me with crossed arms, wanting for me to tell my story.

Three Days Later

Y/n's POV

"You're healing is going very good." Aphmau said as me, her, and Aaron sat at the dining room table. Munching away at are breakfast. I nodded in response, enjoying my pancakes to much. After we where done, me and Aaron thanked Aphmau for the meal. Then we went back down stairs.

I've sat in bed for the past few days. The back of my cafe is doing good, I've got where on can walk around better. But my back still hurts at times. I make my way to the bed and flop onto my stomach, letting out a grown. I heard Aaron's deep chuckle from behind me as he sat in his chair. "What's your problem?" He asked with a smirk. I turn my face to look at him, one half of my face smushed into the quilt of the bed.

"My back is throbbing." I say. He looks to be in his only little head space then stands up. I gave him a questioning look as he runs upstairs. After a little bit I hear him come rumbing down and over to me. He had a small jar filled with a light green paste. "What's that?" I asked. "Something to help you." Aaron said and he screwed off the top of the jar. He walk over the me and placed the jar in the chair. His hands grabbed the sides of Aphmau's shirt she let me borrow.

I tensed up at his touch. "Relax..." His voice trailing off, a bit annoyed by my action. I did as told, letting him pull up the shirt. My face turning into a tomato. Once he could see the damage on my back he stoped. He reach over and grabbed a big glob of cream on his index and middle finger. He turned back to me and gently place the cream on my open wound. I clenched at the sudden coldness.

He glades his fingers up and down my wound. The cream dispersing evenly on my back. Aaron removed his hands and wiped his digits off on a near by towel, to get rid of the excess. He screwed the lid back on the jar and placed it by the bed on the floor. Then found himself sitting back in his chair. "Thank you." I said quietly and stayed in the same position so the medicine could dry.

Me and Aaron have just stayed down is Aphmau's basement the last four days. The only time we left the room was to eat, and we still wouldn't leave the house. The only people I've seen lately is Aphmau and Aaron. There is still a pit of anger deap inside me ready to be unleash at Garroth. I hate not being able to get out. But knew it was because of my injures. I really want to get out of this damn house.