A/N: As promised I give you chapter 6! P.s Please read the authors note at the end for all the thanks' and what not
With a sharp intake of breath I jolt up. Sweat pours off of me as I look around, taking heavy gulps of air. "J-just a dream….just a dream." I repeat trying to reassure myself. It doesn't work though. I can still feel the pain. I can still hear the screeching of tires and the crunch of bones on the cold road. It echoes throughout the room it seems like.
Im scared.
-Part 6 Marco's P.o.v-
The morning after my nightmare was a dull one. Meaning I got the same old tasteless oatmeal and same old fake smile from the nurse who brought it. Oddly enough it gave me a sense of security that my morning was the same. My lips tremble as I remember how Jean didn't come to my rescue. It's almost as painful as the wounds that I physically have. Almost, but still the pain of reality is more potent and pure in my opinion.
The moment jean walks in for his daily visit he has a sweet innocent smile on his face and it made my stomach churn. But I kept my face calm and vague of my true emotions. "Jean, how are you? Sleep well last night?" I ask in a hurry, fidgeting with the spoon in my left hand. "Fine, fine, how'd you sleep Marco?" he responds, as he sits in the chair near my left. I give a quick nod, my eyes staring at the empty bowl of oatmeal. "You seem…distant. What's wrong?" Jean asks, placing a steady hand on my left one. This stopped my actions and made me look up into Jeans eyes. "I…y-" I start, but stop when I realize that Jean is shaking. "Marco?" Jean asks his eyes receding into his skull. I jump up, ripping my hand from his grip and with unknown strength bolt out of the room.
In my panic I rush past nurses and knock over trays of food. I turn a sharp corner and keep running until something solid stops me in my tracks. I look up from the ground, only to come face to face with Dr. Jaeger. "Hello Marco how are you feeling?" He asked in a twisted demonic voice. My eyes shut tightly as my body starts to convulse in fear. "What's wrong Marco, reality too real for you?" Dr. Jaeger states. I shake my head frantically begging my eyes to open. "What do you fear most Marco?" He asks, so close to my ear I shudder more than I already am. "Wake up." He yells
My body shoots up as I let out a blood curdling scream. My eyes snap open and my breathing slows. But sweat continues to accumulate on my brow. Hands still shaky I reach out for something, anything to ground me in a sense. What im met with is a warm hand caressing my outstretched one. My eyes focus on the hand clutching my own as my mind reels with emotion. My eyes clouded by tears a familiar body hugs against mine. Calming me, relaxing my mind…I missed it but also feared the comfort. "J-jean" I whimper out hopelessly. My ears start to ring blocking out the answer of the other person. A familiar sensation of rocking back and forth, hushed words of comfort come into my mind 'focus…focus' they whisper like a secret promise. 'You're going to be ok just focus on my voice' it whispers. My mind relaxes and my eyes clear. I clutch the hand of the other person. "Jean" I mutter out again. "Im here, im here" Jean repeats, his hand squeezing my own tighter.
"Je-an" I choke out. "Marco, im here ok? Nothing's going to hurt you." Jeans voice whispers out as he hugs me tighter. "I was so scared. Why didn't you save me Jean?" I ask in a hushed voice. "Marco…I will always save you. There's nothing that could stop me from saving you. I love you Marco with all my heart I love you." He whispers out, kissing my temple lovingly. I shake my head slowly "Y-you didn't save me". I could feel Jeans muscles tense at my words. "How could I save you? Dammit h-…..how could I save you?" he chokes out as he grips me tighter. My breathing increases as I feel the tears soak into my hospital gown. "How could you have left me for two years Jean?" my breath hitches as I realize what I've said. I feel him bury his face into my shoulder. "I-I…im so sorry Marco, I never meant any of what I said back then. I was…I was in a bad place and didn't see what losing you would do to me. I can't. I can't breathe without you Marco, I can't live without you either. You're my sun, my moon…my entire universe. Please, please don't shut me out." Jean said as he gently cupped my right cheek. I didn't flinch or protest when he turned my face towards his and kissed me.
Emotions were present like the first time we kissed when we were younger. I didn't hesitate to respond. I felt him hesitantly run his tongue over my bottom lip. God how I missed the feeling of his tongue against mine, all my negative feelings vanished as quickly as they came. His hands went to my hips as his tongue explored my mouth. The feeling of teeth scraping against my lower lip caused a shy moan to escape into the kiss, making jean smirk. I could help what happened next which was my back arching and my hands griping jeans wrists in a plea for him to do something, anything. He broke away with one final, short kiss. "If this continues I don't think I can hold back." Jean mutters as he teasingly brushed his lips against my own. I let out a breathy laugh. "I forgive you and im sorry Jean" I say, squeezing his wrists gently. Jean shook his head in dismissal "Its fine. But I have some great news" He states happily. "What is it?" I ask as I turn my head to the side slightly. Jeans smile grows, making my own grow as well.
"Your being released today Marco"
A/N: I would like to first start out with thanking all the people who have followed this story and reviewed. It makes me really happy to know that people actually enjoy my random story ideas! Also for the support and amazing feedback I get from you guys, yet again I say thank you ;w;
Now for story news!
Next chapter will have a soft lemon in it! Yes I know finally. Then chapters 8 and 9 will be a bit more fluff and recovery. Chapter 10 is straight lovely smut and fluff~ so look forward to those chapters and enjoy the rest of your day or night
~SmileCat