Hurt- A Vampire Academy Fanfic
Christians body screamed in protest to the running, he knew that any moment he would collapse from the lack food,blood,and water. He started to slow down, "C'mon Christian just a little bit further" Eddie encouraged him; taking many laboured breaths he managed to run another three metres before his body gave out and he collapsed to the ground.
The snow some what cushioned his fall, his heart was hammered in his chest; lungs burning as they breathed in the winter air. "Christian are you alright?" Eddie asked and sat down next to him. Christian grunted in response, if anyone were to ask him how feels he would reply with scared, panicked, angered and helpless.
He should have stayed back and helped Rose, Mason. "Where's Mia?" he asks the sandy blond haired dhampir. "Wait you mean she wasn't behind you?" He answered suddenly alert, "She was with us for the first several metres then she disappeared" Christian snapped back at him.
Christian slowly sat up, he knew that if he sat up too soon he would go tumbling back down to the ground with a headache even worse than the one he was currently experiencing. He hadn't felt this helpless since that night, the night that would haunt him for the rest of his mortal life.
The night his strigoi parents came back to claim him, where he almost saw his beloved Aunt Tasha get her face ripped apart in a bloody mess. He shuddered at the thought and rapidly blinked away the tears that were threatening to fall.
They sat in silence for a short amount of time, thankful they were alive; but the sun was bearing down on them. The sun was making Christian feel more sluggish than he did before; if that was even possible.
"We should find a phone and call for some help" Eddie suggested and stood up. Christian followed a suit, once he was up they started walking and went to find the nearest gas station. Christian wobbled like a drunk person, "You okay?" Eddie asked and sent him a worried glance.
"Yes" Christian replied and put as much snark into the word as he could- which wasn't much.
Lissa, Christian thought; how could he be so stupid? He just up and left without a word, also it had been days since they left, she would be worried and stressed out of her mind.
They made it to gas station, and staggered inside. "Can I help you?" the bored looking clerk said and peered over the top of some fashion magazine. "Can we use the phone?" Eddie said and rested his arms against the counter.
The clerk handed Eddie the phone, and he dialed the ski resort number, well thats what Christian assumed he dialed.
"Hello, this is Eddie Castile" Eddie said into the phone, the conversation was quite comical to watch as Eddie was constantly getting interrupted; after what several minutes on the phone he hung up and gave the phone back to the clerk.
"Thank you for that" Eddie said to the clerk, and we left the gas station.
"There are five guardians already on the way" he said and shoved his hands into the pockets of his coat. We walk back to our previous location, Christian was beyond tired at this point and the sun was starting to feel like small but sharp pinches on his face.
When they got back, they sat down. Christian pulled his legs up to his chest and buried his face into his knees and gave into exhaustion and drifted to sleep.
He awoke to the sounds of screeching tyres and the slamming of doors, "Where are the others?" a voice said with a slight but prominent Scottish accent. "Inside" Christian said his voice raspy and scratchy from lack of water and blood.
There was more shouting, but Christian blocked it all out. But famine, thirst and exhaustion got to him and he passed out.