Aro POV

Even after the pills he only seemed to get worse. I watched from the doorway while Athenadore sat on the bed next to him, holding her hand against his forehead.
"Did you hit your head when you fell?" she asked softly, rubbing his back while he shivered uncontrollably.
"No," he mumbled. "I don't think so."
She narrowed her eyes. "How hard did Caius hit you?" She brushed his hair off his face, checking for brushing.
"…Not that hard."
Frowning, she sort of hugged him. "Get some rest, honey, okay? I'll come and check on you soon."
He mumbled something else but I couldn't catch it. Even though the lighting in the room was so dim i could barely see I could tell it was still making him uncomfortable.

"You're mothering him," I teased her as we walked down the corridor.
"So? He's only a child," she smiled, folding her arms self-consciously.
"I'm sure he would not approve of you saying that," I chuckled, knowing what his exact reaction would be.
"He's so young though," she mused thoughtfully.
I could see the longing for a child on her face and awkwardly chose to ignore it, not knowing how to approach the need.

Felix POV

I stalked down the hallway, thoroughly pissed off. All afternoon Heidi's attention had been focused on Carlisle; it was all she could talk about. I knew she wanted to be with him, not with me. It wasn't fair; he didn't even try.

"You!" I yelled at him as he slunk in the opposite direction. I grabbed him and slammed him against the wall, a crack spidering up the plasterwork.
He whimpered but didn't struggle as his head cracked against it.
"I'm sick to death of you!" I screamed in his face. He winced at the sound of my voice.
"F-Felix can we do this later I-I'm going to be s-" he pleaded desperately. It wasn't fear the reflected on his face but some other kind of discomfort.
I interrupted him.
"What makes you think you can barge in here and take my mate ass hole?!" I pulled him forward a bit only to throw him back. It pissed me off even more when he didn't seem to care about it.
"Let go -"
"I HATE YOU! YOU'RE SUCH A LIAR!" I went to punch him but stopped myself; Aro would have a fit if he knew I hurt him. It was common knowledge that he was Aro's favourite.
"Youhavetoletgo," he begged me.
I half dropped him, half shoved him so he fell on the floor before kicking him hard in the stomach.
He cried out this time, sort of curling up and hugging himself, shivering against the freezing tiles.
I smiled in satisfaction, glad to have gotten some result.

Suddenly he jumped to his feet and stumbled into the bathroom, to get away from me, I guess.
"I'm not letting you go that easily, faggot," I snarled, rushing at him and pushing him forward.
He tripped and hit the ground hard, landing awkwardly in between the wall of the toilet cubicle and the dirty tiled wall of the building.
He immediately curled up as far into the corner as he could get, as far away from me as possible. He hugged his legs, swallowing hard. Now he looked afraid. I knew I had really scared him.
I loomed over him for a moment, considering my attack.
He coughed and quickly pressed his hand over his mouth, his whole body tensing.
I lunged at him. My body jammed in the tiny space. It was too small; I couldn't fit. Angrily I thrashed around, determined to get to him.
He whimpered again and seemed to shrink into himself, trembling. Somehow he looked more childish than usual.
I hated children. I kicked out at him but was unable to reach him. I screamed in rage. "GET OUT HERE YOU COWARD!"
He didn't move, just looked up at me with wide eyes.
I glared at him and stretched as far forward in the space as I could but he was still too far back. "When you come out of there, I. Am. Going. To. Kill. You," I threatened.

"Felix, where the hell have you been? I've looked everywhere," Demetri whined, coming in to stand next to me. He was scowling, in a bad mood.
I froze; I had no idea how my best friend felt about Carlisle.
"Why's the faggot in the corner?" he asked, smirking.
I relaxed again as Carlisle glanced nervously from me to him, trying to figure out who was a greater threat.
"I frightened him and now he's hiding but I cant reach," I told him, relieved.
"Aww, did you hurt it's feelings," he mocked, leaning over so he was closer to him. He flicked something out of his pocket and toward Carlisle in one swift movement. When he pulled his hand back Carlisle had a think gash in the side of his face. Blood pooled and then ran down his cheek, soaking into the collar of his shirt.
He trembled as he lightly touched it, seeming to pale a bit when he realised how much he was bleeding.
"Get up," Demetri growled.
He slid up the wall so he was standing, pressing his back as hard against it as possible to try and keep the distance between him and the glinting knife.
"Get out here. And don't you think for one moment that I can't reach you." His voice was as cold as his glare.
He took a few hesitant shaky steps toward us before Demetri grabbed him and ripped him out, throwing him with force onto the floor.
He smothered a cry and tried to lurch toward the door.
He brought his foot down hard on his ankle and a sickening snap echoed through the small room.
Carlisle looked shocked, a hint of vague recognition and pure pain on his face. He threw up then, narrowly missing both himself and us, before going scarily still.
"Demetri, Aro is going to kill us," I whispered, fearing nothing more than our leader's wraith.
"No he won't; he can't blame us if Carlisle falls over a lot. It's not our fault he's clumsy," he sneered, pushing him with his foot.
He winced, obviously in a lot of pain now.
"Get up, faggot," Demetri commanded.
Carlisle watched him like he had gone insane, silently pleading with him not to make him do it.
"I said move." He yanked him to his feet again. "And don't you dare cry, you hear me?"
For a moment I thought he was going to be sick again as he stood trying not to fall.
"Now go. Aro hears nothing about this." He Kicked him out the door, making it obvious he was holding the knife; a threat.
He tried to take a step but fell heavily against the wall.
"GO."
"I-I can't move- please I won't tell Aro…" he pleaded desperately.
"GET YOUR ASS OUT THERE NOW!" He shoved him again and he slowly put his weight on his bad leg, going a strange shade of pale as he did so.
As soon as he was out of the room I gapped it, not wanting to be anywhere near the scene of the crime.

Minutes later someone screamed his name, horrified.

I know that was kind of violent…but the next chapter will be sweet and fluffy, I promise.