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Chapter Thirteen

Healing

Previously

I had killed Marshall and won the war against us mythical creatures.

Hospital

George

I held onto Karis' hand whilst she was attached to a life support machine, begging for her to survive. The hospital had said that her heart had stopped beating for seconds but re started again and she has been in a coma for almost four days. My eyes set on a crack in the wall and my thoughts flew to the war a few days ago. I wondered why all of the other wizards fled once I had killed Marshall, why didn't they stay to avenge his death like I did my sisters? I don't think I will ever understand why. Igor had left yesterday after Karis' results came back. He left us with a cell number and told us to contact him whenever. Edward visited daily but for Jacob, I hadn't seen him for the four days I stayed on this ward.

"Whenever I come here George, you have never moved." Edwards voice disturbed my train of thought.

"I just want her to wake up." I whispered, my eyes focusing on Karis' grey face. I felt a cold hand rest on my shoulder.

"Have you heard from Jake recentley?" I looked up at Edward, my eyes full of need. The person I really needed here with his hand on my shoulder was Jacob but he seemed to have disappeared and lost any source of contact and every night as I sat here explaining my day to Karis, I would cry 'why?'

I saw Edward close his eyes and shake his head and I felt my own head drop.

"I am sorry." His voice was full of sympathy.

"It isn't your fault. I just wish he was here." My voice broke on the last word.

I heard some more footsteps enter the ward and I looked up to see Dad and Mr Timm, Karis' adoptive father, with handfuls of food and hot drinks.

"I will be back later." Edward smiled as he passed Dad and Mr Timm on the way out.

"George, come home with me tonight. Bathe, have a decent meal and a good nights sleep - you aren't looking your best right now." Mr Timms smiled.

"I don't wanna leave her." I protested in a weak voice.

My Dad argued, "George, you will be the first to know if anything happens. She will never be left alone at all. I will stay with her tonight. But darling, you need a good nights sleep and a proper home for one night at least. Please, just do it tonight."

I looked between my dad and Mr Timms and I sighed in defeat.

"Just for tonight." I confirmed. I stood up, leant on Karis kissing her forehead, let go of her hand and I walked out after Mr Timms.

Hospital

Karis

I felt that I had just awoken from a very good nights sleep, although I knew I was comatised for four days. Every word that was spoken around me, every tear that I felt on my skin was now a memory and was real.

"Igor; why did everyone flee when I killed Marshall?" George whispered to Igor.

"Remember what I said about you and Karis being the most powerful of our kind? They fled because their powerful leader had been destroyed and they are too scared of death. They are frightened of you taking over because of what the pair of you are capable of and what you are unknown too. Brave George, I must return to the Vortex as your slave." Igor explained.

"As our slave? You have got to be joking Igor! With Karis in this condition right now and us being so young, wanting our own lives, I don't think either of us can take on such a life changing opportunity. You take it. You lead the Vortex." George's tone was almost a demand.

"You are a good lass, George. Look after Karis well, I know you need her." The sound of a friendly kiss echoed around the ward. "I will see you around and if you ever need me, I am just a phone call away."

I recalled the nights George cried over the hurt Jacob had impacted on her.

"Jeez Karis. I need you here. I wish you understood how hurt and empty I feel right now. My best friend, my twin sister is connected to a life support machine and the one I am in love with has disappeared, not saying a word to me. I need him here, too. I thought that he might realise that the only person who can hold me tight and tell me 'everything is going to be fine' is him."

"Karis, I still haven't heard from him."

There was one long night where she said not a word and I could only feel her tears on my arms.

The amount of visits I received in recovery were immense; I received presents, cards, flowers and chocolates. The one person I never got to breathe a word too, the one I really wanted too speak to was George. But the chance came when everyone had went home for the night, there she stood in the door way of my room.

"Where have you been?" She laughed.

"Long naps are good every once in a while." I grinned.

"You could have woke up the following morning and greet me. I was scared stiff Karis, I thought you were dead or going to die!" Her tone was suddenly serious.

"You told me many times these past nights. Heard from Jake?" I looked as her eyes filled with tears. I tried to bear a smile but I could still see the hurt as she blinked back the tears. She shook her head, keeping her eyes closed.

"Hug me." I spread my arms slowly, afraid of hurting myself.

"Karis." She sighed. "I'm leaving."

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