How we became Cursed

Chapter 11- Bitten

This is a story of love and betrayal, of loyalty until death, or things that are even worse. This is the tale of a family torn apart, bringing them even closer than before. This is the tale of how I died, and lived again, and again, and again...

I opened my eyes to see Ginger standing over me. She had a smile on her face, and I could feel her stroking my hair. "Good, your awake. We were so worried about you." She said. "Mmmmm," I moaned weakly. "Do you have any idea how long you've been asleep?" I heard a voice say. I couldn't speak, so instead I shook my head. "Three weeks."

I was in shock, had it really been that long? Ginger then spoke again. "Sweetheart, this is Dr. Mitchell, and he's here to help take care of you." Then the doctor spoke. "You were badly bit. You lost a lot of blood, and would have died if you hadn't gotten away from that cat." Cat? Ginger must have made it up to protect us.

"The wounds healed very quickly, and there are no scars left, but unfortunately they have become infected, but with what, I'm not sure. It's starting to spread quiet quickly, but it hasn't hurt you yet, so I don't think it's dangerous. Just eat healthy and get enough sleep and you'll be fine."

There were so many questions that I wanted to ask, like where was Kye? What about Basil? Gypsie? And what had happened after I became unconscious? Unfortunately, I was to weak, so I would just have to wait.

It had now been about a week since I woke up. I was just starting to get my strength back, and Ginger was in the room getting ready to feed me my lunch. I could barley speak, but tried my best. "Ginr…Kye k?" I asked weakly. She looked at me. "So you can speak now?" She smiled. "Kye is fine, she was bit, but like you, she only has an infection from the bite and it doesn't seem to be hurting her, so yes, she's ok." I was so relieved.

My next question. "Basl?" "Gypsie used a special concoction on him, it made him forget all that he saw. We took him to his flat, snuck him in through the window, and put him to bed. No harm done there."

Finally, I mumbled my last question. "wat n 'ell apnd?" Ginger laughed lightly. "You still have a damn dirty mouth even when you're sick. I can't in hell figure out why. Well, there's too much to explain right now, and you're sick, so till you get better, you're just going to have to deal with this. The curse is broken." She then smiled, and sat a tray of food on my lap.

I know now that she was wrong. Everything was wrong. My world was slowly coming to an end.

Authors note: Everyone in this story except Basil and Fidget belong to me. They belong to Disney. Basil also belongs to Eve Titus.