So just a short and sweet comeback chapter, mainly focusing on Darien and his budding concern for Serena. I want to thank everyone who reviewed to get this story back and to let me know how much you liked the story! I'm so glad! That being said, I bid you adoo-doo with all my authorly love,
Beansprout1997 xxx
An hour and 16 stitches later, Serena was sat on my couch with an ice back on her leg and two pain killers in her stomach, her eyes closed, just on the edge of sleep. I was in the kitchen staring at a strawberry tea bag, bobbing senselessly around in steaming water. It was her favourite, and when we were done with the stitches I couldn't think of anything else to do. So I carried her into the living room, set her down ever so gently and went about the familiar task of making her tea. Something in the back of my mind told me I'd left it too long; her tea was getting too strong, but I was so lost in thought I couldn't lift my hands to take the bag out.
What was she doing out at 5.00 AM? Maybe even earlier. What was she doing hiding her injuries? Had I done something wrong, something that made her not want to tell me?
My train of thought was interrupted by a soft nudge at my ankles. I was completely taken off guard and nearly let out a shriek that could rival Serena's. I luckily had the presence of mind to slam a hand over my mouth. I would never live that down. I looked down to see what it was. Luna. I should have known. She often just finds her way into my apartment when she wants to. Generally her visits signify she's worried for either Serena or me. I raised an eyebrow, silently asking what was up, but I knew. And I knew she knew I knew. I brought a hand to my forehead and rubbed, the silent exchange finished. I felt her nuzzle her nose against my ankles and curl her way between my feet. She knew I needed a little comfort and reassurance and that's exactly what she gave me. I bent down to scratch behind her ears in thanks, and set out a little bowl of milk before going to sit on the coffee table beside the couch.
Serena didn't say anything, her eyes still closed. I thought she was asleep until a tiny hand made it's way to mine and squeezed. She opened her tired eyes, and for the first time I noticed the violet rings underneath the brilliant blue orbs. She hadn't been sleeping then. Another question to ask. I let my head fall so it rested with my left cheek on my fist. Letting out a huge sigh, I gave a half smile and uttered;
"And what am I supposed to do with you Miss Moon?" It earned me a smile from the moon itself, and she shifted forward to let me slide in behind her- her own big pillow. I carefully let my arms encircle her in a hug that I hoped let her know she was safe. And that she could talk to me. I watched her eyes slip closed in contentment, and decided to take the leap.
"Serena".
"Darien". Came her reply.
"We need to talk about this".
"I know." I was taken aback by the ease of the conversation so far. I had expected her to stay silent. Hopefully she would answer my questions and come back to me now.
I licked my lips and let the first question float calmly into the air between us;
"First off, I don't know what's worrying me most; the fact that I found you collapsed on a sidewalk at 5.00 AM, the fact you aren't sleeping or the fact you've stopped telling me when you get hurt. You've stopped talking to me all together Serena, and it's scaring me. I need you. So talk".