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Half a Heart – Destiny's Story

Destiny's Point Of View

Part Eight – Sachiel

Author's notes: Heads up! This chapter ended up being kinda short. I'm sorry! It only topped out at about 1000 words. Anyways, please enjoy and review!

Oxoxoxoxoxo

My head was pounding and my heart was aching as I made my way slowly back to my room. My eyes were lowered to the ground as I tried to figure out exactly what had happened. As much as I wanted to, I wouldn't let myself believe that Sachiel actually liked me.

He always called me names and treated me like I was nothing more than a nuisance. I ran a hand through my hair, giving a soft sigh. Boys were just so confusing...

I was instantly snapped from my thoughts and back to reality when I ran into something. I looked up and my eyes widened.

Ansem was standing in front of me, red eyes narrowed, hands stuffed in his pockets. He was frightening, more so than usual.

I increased my pace, my eyes locked back onto the ground, my entire body quivering. He must've known that I'd seen him and Sachiel. I shut my eyes tight as I passed and sighed in relief when he didn't grab my hair or kick my legs out from under me or something.

Unluckily for me, I had relaxed too soon. Ansem's elbow connected with my face, sending me into the wall. I felt the rough, rocky wall scrape up the entire side of my body. I cried out, looking up at him with one eye covered under my hand where he had struck.

"Do not enter my room without my permission." He said, looking me over before simply walking off, his long coat ruffling behind him.

I whimpered and pulled my hand away. Thankfully, there was no blood. But I felt blood oozing down the side of my face and body which had been scraped against the corridor wall.

Shaking and slowly, I stood to my feet. I just wanted to get back to my room without running back into Ansem again...

Only minutes later, I ran into the blonde again. I turned my face away from him, not wanting him to see.

"Destiny..." he frowned. "Did something...happen?" He tucked a finger under my chin and tilted my head to the side and I jerked away.

"F-fine. I'm fine."

He growled. "You're lying. Let me see. What happened?"

I slowly turned my face to let him see the scratches and he growled.

"Tell me what happened to you." He gently touched my cheek and I jerked away instantly.

"...Ansem...he hit me..."

He simply turned his back to me and started to walk away. "Get into your room, clean up, and go to bed, Destiny."

I hesitated before giving a nod. "Y-yes...Sachiel..." I murmured, hanging my head.

As I made my way back to my room, I scolded myself for even going into the room. But, then, I remembered the kiss Sachiel had given me. Getting elbowed in the face was totally worth it.

I nearly collapsed onto my bed, rubbing my face gently. I knew I had to get it cleaned up, else it might get infected...

Standing back on shaking legs, I moved into my bathroom, stripping back down and turning the water on, watching the steam rise from the tiles.

I stood on tiptoes, leaning over the sink to get a good look at my face. It looked bad. The blood was already dried and sticking to the side of my face and the skin was peeling up.

I sighed and brushed my hair out of the way, looking at my eye next. There was already a small bruise forming from where his elbow had hit.

I stepped into the hot water and it turned my skin pink but the heat didn't bother me. Actually, it felt nice. I rubbed at my injury, wincing. When I got most of the blood off, I picked up a bar of soap and took a deep breath, lathering my washcloth up and continuing to clean my face, making a mental note never to upset Ansem. If this was a warning, I didn't want to know what he could really do.

When my wounds were clean and the dead skin was washed away, I went ahead and scrubbed down the rest of my body, feeling tears well up in my eyes for some reason. I let the tears go, deciding it would be better to cry where no one could hear me than have Ansem and Sachiel see.

I curled up in my bed when I was nice and clean, my hands wrapped around my legs and the blankets pulled up as far as I could get them. It was the safest I could feel in the castle with Ansem running around.

I whimpered when the door swung open and I went to hide under my pillows, afraid it was Ansem.

"D..Des'iny?"

I peeked out from under my sheets and pillows, looking at the blonde. I sighed with relief and sat up slowly.

"Sachiel? What happened?"

The blonde smiled weakly. He looked worse than I did. "I...should've k-known better..." He murmured, limping over to my bed. I scrambled out to meet him. I whimpered, looking him over.

He had a thin line of blood from under his hair, a couple bruises on his face, a burn on his cheek, and more bruises that disappeared under his collar that looked like Ansem had choked the poor boy.

I whimpered, going to pull up the bottom of his shirt. I wanted to see what else Ansem had done to him but he instantly slapped my hand away.

"I'm fine." He murmured. "I...just came to check on you..." He put a gentle hand under my chin again, turning my face. "It looks better... but you scraped it up pretty bad, huh...?" He murmured, putting his other hand on the top of my head.

"S-stop worrying about me! Let me w-worry about you..." I murmured, pulling on his shirt again. "Sachiel..."

He shook his head and gave a weak smile. "Shh, just rest. Okay? Go back to sleep..."

I went to argue but he shut me up with a single, soft kiss planted on my lips.

Oxoxoxoxoxo

End Part Eight

Author's Notes: Short chapter! Sorry, guys. I'll see you next time and thanks for reading!