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Y'all can thank momkuttler for this early update. I wasn't planning on posting these chapters before going to lunch, but her review lifted my spirits. Thanks, bb! *hugs and spanks*
Betaed by the fucking awesome Mrs. Agget.
TREINTA Y SEIS
I lay in bed with a cool compress on my forehead, feeling worn out and exhausted from the day's events. My headache had finally receded to a dull ache and my eyesight returned, but now I actually had tunnel vision. I couldn't see anything unless I had it right in front of me.
"How many seizures have you had so far?"
"Two. One at the center and the other right now."
"Shit! " Peter hissed as he opened a new pack of cigarettes. He wasted no time in lighting one and sucking the smoke into his lungs.
I sat up against the headboard and when Peter put out the cigarette, he came to my side, throwing his arm around my shoulders and bringing my head to rest on his chest. We sat there in silence for a few minutes, lost in our thoughts.
I looked up at him and kissed his chin.
"Peter, when I go blind-"
"Don't, Jasper. That won't happen."
He pulled me closer, one hand on my head, and the other on my back. Our bodies were touching from head to toe.
"Not wanting it doesn't mean it won't happen, Peter."
He started sobbing and I quickly straddled him, cupping his face and wiping his tears with my thumbs.
"I just wanted to keep you safe, Jazz. I'm so sorry."