"That won't happen. I won't let it." He told her after a while.
"But you can't control it! If it happens, we won't be able to stop it...!" Her heartbeat quickened and she found her hands clenched into fists. She sighed. "I need to go to the bathroom. Where is it?"
He pointed her in the right direction and watched her walk off. While she was in there, he decided to clean up.
Aisling sat on the toilet lid and put her head in her hands.
"This can't happen. This can't happen. This can't happen." She said to herself.
She sighed, got up, rolled her sleeves up and let the water pour onto her skin. She cupped her hands under it, and when she looked at one of her arms, she saw scars that she had back when she was MC. They had gone away after she had woken up, and them reappearing again scared her.
She shook her head and splashed the water onto her face. She pulled down her sleeves, breathed in deeply, and once she was calmer, she walked back into the kitchen.
The flour that was all over the counters was gone, along with the cans of PhD Pepper. She saw Seven in the living room, picking up the rest of them.
He looked up from the floor at her, "Hey. How are you feeling?"
"Better." She replied. "I can help you if you want."
"No, it's fine. It's my mess. You're a guest here so just eat the cake while I take care of this."
She walked over to the living room and started picking up empty cans and chip bags, "Stop taking all the burden. Plus, since I'm a guest, I should help out. It's only fair." She smiled.
He nodded and they continued to clean.
~
They finished late at night, and Aisling could barely keep her eyes open.
"You can sleep in my bed. I have work to do anyway." Seven said.
"Really? But it's so late. Plus, you were up early anyway, right?"
"Not really. I passed out yesterday and woke up at 12 in the afternoon."
"Oh. Still, I feel bad sleeping when you're not."
"It's fine, I promise. Just go sleep. And you don't need to worry about Saeran. This place is way more secure than the apartment."
It was still odd saying his brother's name. Especially when referring to him as someone who tried to hurt her.
"Fine." She said quietly. She took off his jacket and handed it to him.
"Thanks." He looked at her arm and pulled it closer so he could see clearly. "What is this? These weren't here before."
She looked away from him. "They're from Jade..."
He looked back up at her and the fear was displayed clearly on his face.
He let go of her arm, "So... what does that mean...?"
She looked towards the floor, "I don't know..."