This chapter is probably my shortest chapter because... well... I liked it how it was and couldnt add or change anything. hope you like it .
"So let me get this straight." Nightmare sighed as he sat on the bed next to an unconscious Angel. "You told her to drink some alcohol and she passed out?"
"I thought she would be okay…" He mumbled, looking at the girl. Her cheeks were bright red and a damp towel was placed on her forehead. A light sheet was pulled up to her chin.
"She just grew up a few time turns ago!" Gray raged. "You couldn't possibly have expected her to be able to handle alcohol! Its- its-"
"Gray, please calm down." Nightmare sighed. He used his hand to brush away any hair that was in her face. "She is going to be fine. She is just going to wake up and have a hangover."
"But he-"
"I know. But just leave the man alone. He has enough on his plate."
"Thank you Nightmare." Elliot chuckled.
"That doesn't mean I am not still upset with you, March," the incubus muttered. "There is a guest room across the hall that you can use. Try not to make it a mess in the morning."
"I won't leave Angel." The man said, standing up.
"Your drunk." Julius growled from the corner of the room. He had been silent for the entire time. "She doesn't need someone as troublesome as you in her room at this time. Get out." Elliot's ear twitched in irritation but he did as he was told and left the room.
"Julius, why are you here? Don't you have work to do?" Nightmare asked, stroking the girl's cheek.
"My work is finished, unlike yours." The clockmaker mumbled, glaring at the eye patched man.
"Yes, Lord Nightmare. Perhaps you should leave and do some work." Gray said.
"But I-" Nightmare began before searching Gray's frustrated mind. His mouth abruptly closed and he got up and left without another word. Gray then went up to the sleeping girl and removed the damp towel to check her temperature.
"Maybe you should go as well." Julius mumbled.
"Why do you say that…?" Gray sighed. Angel's temperature was fine and Nightmare was right. She was going to be okay, just might be a little dizzy and nauseated when she woke up.
"You were smoking when the rabbit came in. When you smoke that means you're frustrated and the rabbit didn't do you any favors. Perhaps it would be best if you went to smoke." He said, calmly. Gray huffed out a sigh. It was true; he was quite frustrated and needed a smoke. He ran his hand through his hair before nodding.
"Take good care of her." Gray whispered before leaving
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Angel groaned as she began to wake up in a dark room. She tried to sit up but was gently forced down by strong hands.
"Don't get up." A voice mumbled.
"Julius?" Angel asked, sleepily. She was only met with silence. She clutched her head and sighed. Her head was both throbbing and spinning. "Julius?" She asked once more.
"Yes?" he sighed.
"So it is you…" She smiled. She tried to remember exactly what happened but her head only throbbed more. All she could remember was that she was with Elliot. "Where… where is Elliot?"
"He is in another guest room." Julius said. "He was drunk." It was silent for a short time more before "How do you feel?"
"I feel sick." She muttered.
"I wouldn't doubt it." He sighed angrily.
"Julius… Can you…. Can you come lay in the bed with me?" Angel asked.
"I-"
"Please?"
"I guess it wouldn't hurt anything…" He mumbled, stalking over to the other side of the bed. Angel waited quietly for the man as she felt the bed move when he got onto it. She eagerly waited for him to get situated before pulling herself against him. He was surprised at how quick she had done it. He wrapped one arm around her and gently rubbed her back while the other hand held her hand at his abdomen; his thumb drawing circles along her skin. He could tell she fell asleep quickly and even he himself was starting to nod off. He fought the feeling as long as he could before drifting into sleep, real sleep that he hadn't had since the last time Angel was there.
Thanks for reading. Chapter 5 will be coming soon. Please review~