Disclaimer:I don't own The Covenant, only characters you don't recognize.
-Two weeks later, Kari's hospital room-
Kari sat listening as yet another person, told her stories of things she had supposedly done.
It had been like this for days,the same 13 strangers ,people she later learned were friends or family, would come in, sit and talk at her, claiming it would jog her memory.
All except one boy, he never entered her room while she was awake, he'd watch her threw the window or sit with her when he thought she was asleep, but he had yet to utter a word.
At first it a nerved her, but the more he did it, the more pleasant it became.
His silence was only broken threw his eyes, they told her all she really need to know, his hazel eyes spoke volums to her.
They reflected releife that she was awake, sorrow that she was their to begin with and another emothion she had yet to figure out.
"And then died their hair pink and tied their boxes to the flag pole."
The words riped threw her ponders, and her gaze away from the window.
Forcing a laugh from her sore voice box.
"Wow, were we always so nuts?"
She questioned her former roommate, Scarlett.
Scarlet giggled out her reply,
"just alittle..."
She was cut short by a intern entering the room.
"Sorry to cut this short ladies, but time for Miss Danvers afternoon check up."
The young man was in his early 20s, had short brown hair, with pale grey/green eyes.
Kari would be lying if she said he wasn't hot, he just seemed so familiar, that it bugged her.
"OK, thanks Collins. Nigh Kar."
Scarlett said as she stood from her chair and left the room.
-outside Kari's room-
He stared threw the window, at the two girls inside. His mind racing, his hands shaking and his heart aching.
"Your such a coward..."
He muttered to himself, watching as the bed ridden girl, met his gaze, causing him to look down, his face reddening out of guilt.
"Just walk in, not like she remembers that she hates you.."
He added to his mutterings,as he forced himself to meet her gaze, hazel on brown , locked in a silent staring contest.
Both being jarred back into real life by others voices.
"If you plan on going in it will have to wait."
Collins, an inter there, said as he passes the boy.
Axel simply glares at him, Collins always made him feel uneasy.
His eyes followed him, as he talked with the girls.
He barely felt Scar, tapping his shoulder as he watched Collins close the blinds.
Axel let Scarlett pull him a way from the room, his mind stalled on the imagine of Kari's eyes locked with his.
-Unknown location-
An elderly lady sat, crippled by guilt and riddled with pain.
Chase had left, where, she never knew, or really cared.
Her love for him had changed, morphed into fear.
Her life slowly being drain from her, so he could go on living, using....Torturing.
"That poor girl and her family"
Gladice thought as she slowly wheeled herself to the tables, where he meds. sat.
"Its all my fault."
Years ago, Gladice had met a young Chase Collins, he had promised her the world, love and power.
Everything she so desperately wanted, so she let him use her, thou at the time she didn't know it.
now thou in her early 40s, she looked and felt to be in her 90s.
"Damn spell"
She though bitterly, barely coking down her pills.
Her thoughts drifting back to that night...
..."Oh dear, Chase?"
A younger Gladice cried out, looking over, at the badly beaten man.
"Gladice, help." Chase whimpered/raged.
She ran to his side, helping him up.
" My love, what have they done to you." she thought seeing his once 18 yr old body now seemingly in its 30.
Chase wheezed and coughed, blood sputtering from his mouth.
Gladice half carried, half drug the beaten being into the house.
"Did it work?" Gladice asked easing him into the bed
"No, time for plan 2"
He rasps out, as he places a hand on Gladice's tummy and begins to mumble words, his eyes turn black.
She felt he tummy heat up, his soft chanting. lulling her into a sleepy state, as Chase stared off into nothing.
The chanting got louder, her stomach expanded, glowing as Chase seemingly melted into her.
"We are one now"
Gladice thought, running a loving hand over her, an odd smile fluttering onto her face, as she stared off into the distance....
....Now look what he's done to her.
For months she carried him inside her, nourished him, healed him, basically giving birth to him.
Those months, she felt her body breaking down, but never thought a thing about it.
He never told her, the spell linked their souls, connected them...made it so he could feed off her in every sense of the word.
Ever breath he took, every heart beat, every step, were stolen from her.
She was dieing so he could live.
And there was nothing she could do to stop it or his thirst for revenge.
Hope you enjoyed it, im determined to keep this story going til i finish it.
sorry for the long wait between chapters.
Forever apologizing,
Taffyrose