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I do not own the settings but the location and a majority of the characters belong to me.
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Heartfelt Tale – Chapter 2
Phantomile… go save yourself I murmured to myself, suddenly as if on cue my eyes opened and I was wide awake, though my body said otherwise. Am I dead? I asked myself, is this heaven? I sat myself up and looked around, didn't look much for a paradise. Suddenly in the middle of my pondering the wooden door to my left opened with a slight creak and somebody entered. I was wrong, this is heaven. She was the most beautiful angel… well the only angel I've ever seen in my life or afterlife but still most beauty. She was of a haunting snowy white, must be around my age, tints of pinkish red highlighted around her furry ends, her eyes were bluer than the sky and she was coming right at me… wow…
"So you're awake, I'm sorry about earlier…"
Though I felt like my head was just hit by a frying pan and my attention was on her figures I could vaguely recognize what she just said… wait, what did she meant by earlier? Oww… the pain just got worse, my right hand reached for my forehead, my hat wasn't there and there was something covering my fur… am I bandaged!? At that point everything came rushing right back to me, which didn't help my migraine one bit.
Earlier, I was hit from behind wasn't I? Piecing these things together… darn it, guess I'm still alive. So this isn't heaven? Well, it's my heaven and she's my angel complete with the white wings… or puffy long ears. I guess I should be thankful to be alive, or else I wouldn't be right her right now. Who to thank? First of all I thank myself for not looking at where I was going… and the white on that hit me… white one!? Oh crud! So that's why she was apologizing! By instinct I reached to my pocket for my weapon, a cylindrical mechanism that perfectly fits in my hand. Appearances can be deceiving, that goes for my choice of weaponry and the girl, I have more than enough experience in that. It's not here!! I panicked as she came nearer and nearer. I didn't know if it was the surging pain on my head or fear but I froze right there, her hands reaching for me, I closed my eyes and braced myself.
I felt warmth; her hands were caressing my head through the bandages, ouch... what was that? I asked myself as she stopped her actions and pulled a stool nearer to her, she sat on it and then gazed at me with those eyes... Is this all just to put me in a sense of false security? He's treating me like a child, I hate that.
"The lump up there was my fault but you've got some explaining to do."
Now what did she meant by that? To trust or not to trust? I asked myself both questions, I felt my cheeks burn, and I'm blushing, am I… ow… my head -groan-? Out of embarrassment I turned my head away from her reach in an attempt to hide it, once more I raised my hand and scratched my head, I felt it, a lump, I winced and it caused the muscles of the arm I was using to tighten, I felt pain once more, what the, why is it also bandaged and where did I get that? A splotch of blood appeared through the white wrappings, I just noticed, there's more bandages around me... hold on, where's my shirt? Where's my?? Darn it I'm naked! I thank whoever was the one up there that I woke up with a blanket. She suddenly giggled, hold on did she??
You can blame hormones but I can't stand this, pulling the blanket higher and laying my sore head I turned my body in the other direction so that my back was facing her and I tried to ignore her laughter and the embarrassing thoughts going through my head. After giggling she talked, then stated her name and then asked me all the while maintaining a sweet voice.
"My dad bandaged you up..." I felt a combination of disgust, dread and panic from what she just said, and on a cheerful voice too, I strengthened the pressure between my teeth, a little movement and I would be crunching them like a madman till they crack as a cold shiver came over myself. "I'm Alexia, and you are?"
Trying to forget it all I just remained in that position where my face was out from her point of view, I remained as silent as the dark nothingness.
She pouted "Hmph… not ready to talk huh? Fine I'll just go for now…" and then after a few noisy steps I heard the door close.
Out of relief I sighed and rolled my body the other way thinking it was over for now, to my surprise I was met with a few inches close to her smiling face. Out of impact I almost yelped myself off the bed but the memory that I wasn't actually dressed properly, by that I meant in my birthday suit prevented that out of instinct. She laughed once more, before finally going to the door and opening it.
"Ok, it's for real this time. See ya." And the door closed.
A mixture of exhaustion, pain, embarrassment and confusion swelled inside me like a tornado. I collapsed and tried to ponder on just what is happening, aside from the uncanny feeling that I was actually aroused in a sense, blood rushing to my… cheeks, my breath becoming coarser, harder than I ever would know. It should be illegal, scaring an injured person while he's…. naked. To trust or not to trust, I'll be pondering on this.
Where's my clothes!!
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Ok, that was uneventful, but the next chapter might make up for it. Funny stuff I plan for that. Just Read and review if you wish. I'll try my hand on a random one shot sooner or later.