This is my version of what happened after Ian left Wanda alone in the game room. It may be slightly too exaggerated... so, comment below please! I love to hear what you have to say! Constructive criticism is appreciated, but please, don't be rude or hurtful, I try my best (; Special thanks to Mikaylaann42! You rock! So here it is!
I don't own the Host, unfortunately ):
Ian's POV
By the third day I was beginning to think she was trying to starve herself to death. I pushed the try of food I had brought to her closer, until it touched her leg and she flinched.
"Please, Wanda. Please eat something." I begged her, placing my hand on her shoulder. She flinched away again and I quickly removed it.
"Please don't hate me." I pleaded, "I'm sorry. If I had known… I would have stopped them. I won't let it happen again." She didn't respond.
"I should have told you," I whispered. We sat for a second, and even though I had said it, I didn't know if telling her would've cause any less pain.
"Please eat." she said nothing, and silence returned, for about an hour. I finally couldn't stand the silence any longer. I stood up, and left, wiping a tear from my cheek. Barely holding in the impending sob. As soon as I was out the door, I ran. I ran until I made it to my room. I closed the door... and broke down. Falling to my knees at the edge of my bed, the sobs ripping their way out of my chest. Torchered, strangled sounds. {She's hurting,} I thought as I dissolved in my own tears, {More than she's ever hurt in all her lives...And I can't do anything to fix it…}My soul sunk, deep into the agony that up till then, I'd been hovering on the edge of. I was only allowed to beat myself up for a few minutes, before Jeb showed up.
"Now Kid, this isn't something to rip your lungs out over." {Ah, only you, Jeb}I thought
"She'll come around before long."
"How much longer Jeb?! It's been threedays! I'm beginning to think she'll be like that forever…" my voice failed and the tears began running again. I buried my head in my hands to hide them. "She refuses to eat, or drink, or move in any way shape or form. Except for flinching when you try to touch her." Jeb was silent then I heard him leave. I looked on after him. {Where the heck is he going?} I wondered. I got up to follow him, but realised my face would be a dead giveaway to my come apart. I made a quick run to the water room to wash my face with cold water and calm down. Then I went looking for Jeb. I checked the main plaza, the hospital wing, and the kitchen, and then Jamie's room. No where. Jared was sitting next to Jamie, he looked worried
"Hey, Jared, do you know where Jeb is?" I asked him
"I thought I saw him heading to the game room when I came here." He answered in a monotone voice, not looking up from Jamie.
"Thanks… Jared? Don't worry man, he'll pull through." The corner of his mouth lifted for half a second, but he said nothing. Without another word, I headed to the game room, dreading every step. When I walked into their circle of light I saw Jeb sitting next to an unfolded Wanda… Who had foodin her hand! My heavy heart was suddenly soaring. I was sure that my elated relief was showing on my face, because her face filled with guilt.
"Here you are, Jeb," I said in a restrained voice -trying to hide my joy and relieve her unnecessary guilt. I sat down next to them, closer to Jeb though, I didn't want to push her. "Jared guessed you might be here."
Wanda scooted closer to me and put her hand on top of mine, "Sorry," she whispered, her voice hoarse from dormancy. I turned my hand over to hold hers,
"Don't apologize to me." {I don't deserve it} I added in my head
"I should have known. Jeb's right. Of course you fight back. How can I blame you for that?"
"It's different with you here. It should have stopped." I looked down again, ashamed
"All's fair in war," Wanda said trying to smile.
I forced a smile too, 'And love. You forgot that part."
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