Chapter 4: Pierced Flesh

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Song for the chapter is: The Irrepressibles – In this shirt

A/N: I know the Portuguese isn't correct, I do not speak it or know of anyone who does, so please excuse me for the poor translation.

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Keane's POV


It was the day after Logan had dropped the giant bombshell on me.

Linah had left me a chicken broth and a crusty piece of bread. I'd just sat down on the sofa with the food when a feeling of dread washed over me. My immediate thought was that Tayte, Noah, Arlo, Angelo or Arii was in trouble. I didn't for one-minute think that it was me who was in danger. So I pushed the thought away and began to dunk the bread the bread into broth, before spooning the hot liquid into my mouth. I got midway through when I thought it tasted a bit odd, but ignored this as I was hungry and finished it off, setting it on the floor and lying back on the bed. It was around 10 minutes later when I began to feel...weird, my whole body began to ache and then...a spasm erupted through my body and I began to convulse as I fell to the floor,

"HELP" I cried out once the convulsions stopped, my heart was pounding, I was sweating a puddle on the floor, "HELP," pain was creeping all over my body. I hadn't realised that anyone had come down to me as another convulsion tore through my tired body,

  "KEANE... Oh KEANE," Linah's panicked voice shouted, she began to go off in a flurry of Portuguese. My breath began to get short and I began to panic.

I honestly felt like this was it.

I was crying as footsteps entered my hearing for a brief second, I knew it was Logan. He scooped me up into his arms as my back arched and my eyes rolled to the back of my head as a spasm rocketed through me. I kept dipping in and out of consciousness, I didn't know whether I was coming or going, where I was or what was happening, and I kept hearing voices around me but couldn't comprehend what was being said. I felt a couple of small pricks and then something was put in my mouth and I was forced to drink, I gagged a few times but swallowed and then sank back as another spasm occurred. My eyes closed and I felt nothing.

When I came​ to, I found it was the next day. My mouth was dry and my throat felt like sandpaper. My whole body ached, it felt heavy and drained. My chest was tight. I didn't know how much more I could take!


Arlo's POV

I watched Tayte, he was on edge, he was jumpy. It was as if he was getting withdrawals from being away from Keane. They were each other's drug. It took us around an hour to get to a house worthy of any celebrity rich list in America. It was so out of place it looked ridiculous.

"Stay here, we're making quick stop, Q has a parcel to deliver. We be back quickly. Don't leave the car," Ricardo told us.

  "Sitting like dogs again," Tayte said once they'd left the car.

"They could have at least cracked a window", I said and he smiled,

"Keane is so like you it's scary"

"Why? What did I say now?"

  "When we were in London, Joey and Rhina made us stay in the car like dogs and I knew Keane was thinking it as he then said, you could have at least cracked a window," I smiled then,

"I still can't believe I've met my brothers and sister. I really didn't think this day was ever going to come,"

"You've got a lifetime of years ahead of you to be with them,"

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