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Chapter Nineteen: Waking Hour

My eyes flickered open to the sound of a blaring siren, piercing my ear drums. My vision was blurred and a mask was covering my mouth, which steamed up every time I exhaled. Someone was leaning over me, their long hair gently ticking my face. I felt weak, like some-one had literally sucked all the life out of me.

An excruciating headache consumed my brain as I tried to envision just who was leaning over me. Thinking was hurting me, so instead of doing anything I shut my eyes, hearing the sirens and the voice of some-one calling my name;

"Silver! Hang on! You'll be okay!"

The voice was familiar but right now I didn't know who it belonged to. All I knew was that we were inside something that was moving and my body felt paralysed.

Well, at least I was alive right now, even though I wished I had died. I didn't deserve to live, not after everything I had done.

A warm small hand clasped around my own which caused my eyes to flicker open once again. Everything was still blurry and I couldn't focus on anything, but knowing some-one was here with me was slightly comforting.

"Don't worry, you will be fine. The doctors will be able to help you, I promise."

The voice entered my ears again, and now I figured out it was a woman's voice. She squeezed my hand gently as her blurred image sat beside where I lay.

What the hell was I even lying on?

Feeling far too weak to stay awake I closed my eyes and allowed a distressing slumber consume my body.

The next time I opened my eyes I realised that I wasn't moving any more and that a horrible smell of disinfectant stung my nose. The walls surrounding me were white, just like the bed sheets that were draped carefully over my body, and wires were protruding from my skin linking up to various machines that were beeping constantly. I was dressed in a medical gown, which hung off me.

Had I always been this skinny?

My eyesight was still blurred but my headache had quietened down slightly so it didn't hurt as much. Weakly I coughed, steaming up the mask that covered my mouth.

"Silver?!"

A concerned voice rung in my ears and before I was aware of it three people were crowded around my bed. All their faces were blurry and unrecognisable, yet somewhere deep inside I had a feeling I knew them. I twitched one of my hands, feeling something pinching my index finger. It was like a peg that people use to put their washing out to dry. But I nodded weakly, wanting to say something, anything. The only thing I could do however was cough, violently.

"Hey, relax Silver."

Closing my eyes for a moment I felt a warm hand place itself on my forehead, testing my temperature. I didn't even know where I was or how long I had been here. But, I wasn't dead. I was very much alive.

Sighing softly I opened my eyes again, trying to focus on the blurry images that stood before me. The only thing I noticed was a mass of blue hair, and my guess told me that it was Crystal. I smiled weakly, before coughing again. It felt as if I had been kicked in the ribs by a Rapidash.

"Don't worry you will get better, I promise." The voice sounded broken, like whoever was saying it was crying.

Right now I didn't want to get better, I wanted to be with my partner...with Sneasel. But I couldn't.

I didn't even have the strength to ask about her, or to find out where I was. My whole body was limp and lifeless, remaining deathly still in my prison of whitewashed walls. The incessant beeping noise was starting to grate on my nerves, but I had feeling that was my own heart beat causing it.

"What the hell even happened? Did you see anything?" A feminine voice sounded across the room as I closed my eyes for a moment. All the bright lights were starting to hurt my brain.

"No, I saw him and some-one else lying on the ground so I immediately called for an ambulance,"

My mind zoned in on the conversation while my eyes remained closed, and the hand on my forehead rubbed across my skin gently.

"I bet it was him, that guy who is trying to destroy Silver."

The feminine voice that I recognised started again. She sounded annoyed but I didn't think anything more of it.

"I told him to be fucking careful!" Another voice sounded in my ears which immediately caused my eyes to open.

That voice...I knew it so well. And he had told me to be careful...

Slowly a face drew close to my own and as the blurred image faded I realised that it was Gold who was looking at me, with his hand on my forehead. His golden eyes blinked rapidly as the realisation settled in that I actually knew he was here.

"Silver?!" His voice was desperate and weakly I nodded, feeling the warmth withdraw from my head to hold one of my hands gently. Once again I found it almost impossible to speak, the pain in my ribs increasing with every passing second.

"Is he awake?!" Another concerned voice joined the fray, and I noticed that Crystal was here too. It was nice that they both were here, but I didn't deserve it.

I deserved to die along with Sneasel...I was a failure.

"I don't think he can talk though, but at least he is awake." Gold mused softly, smiling at me as he squeezed my hand lovingly.

"That bastard Cyan, I am so fucking glad he is dead!" Crystal grumbled in annoyance, folding her arms.

So, he was dead? Did I...kill him?

I wanted to ask them about it, but every time I tried to speak to felt like some-one was cutting my throat with sandpaper.

"But Silver could have died because of him!" Gold cried out, shaking his head slightly.

The other person in the room I still couldn't see because they were standing too far away, but I assumed whoever it was had called the ambulance. My eyes flickered weakly, watching my two oldest friends talk about the one guy who had completely destroyed my life.

"I know...I am just glad he will be okay."

"Yeah, me too. I just wish... I could have helped him somehow..." Gold muttered quietly, settling his head down on the bed beside my arm, as he held my hand tightly. Crystal gently rubbed his back.

"You did help him! Typhlosion was there! If he wasn't then we might not have found out about what happened."

So did Typhlosion release himself from the Pokeball when I was unconscious to get Gold?

My mouth weakly upturned to a smile, eternally grateful for Gold's input in that battle. He really had trained him well.

"That was true...but Sneasel..."

I closed my eyes tightly as her name rung in my ears. I didn't want those horrible image to resurface in my mind.

I didn't want to watch my best friend die because of me...

"Nurse Joy is taking caring of that." The other voice entered the conversation, obviously from the person who called the ambulance.

"But...she's in a really bad way, isn't she?" Gold murmured weakly, not moving his head up an inch. There was a heavy sigh.

"She is...but if anyone can help it's Nurse Joy, let's just...hope for the best!"

At that moment I felt incredibly tired, like I had been hit with a dose of Sleep Powder and within a few seconds my mind zoned out of the conversation and had drifted off to sleep.

When I finally managed to wake up the room was dark. The warmth in my hand remained, and when I managed to look downwards I noticed that Gold was still here, holding my hand with his head down on his arms.

Was he asleep?

A small smile crept upon my lips as I managed to squeeze his hand gently. I could just barely make out the soft rise and fall of his chest as he slept, and a part of me wondered why the hospital staff hadn't kicked him out of here yet. The pain in my ribs had subsided and the sandpaper feeling at the back of my throat seemed almost gone, which was a relief. Hopefully I would be able to speak properly soon.

The incessant beeping noise still taunted my ears but it was quieter than it had been, maybe that was because I was now calm. A part of me couldn't believe that Gold had stayed with me all night. He must have been exhausted from all the worrying, and it was all my fault. Sighing softly I glancing up at the ceiling in thought.

So, Cyan was dead. At least he wouldn't be able to cause any more problems for me, or anyone else.

"S-Silver..." I heard my name being softly spoken and as my eyes diverted to Gold's sleeping figure I noticed he was waking up. He yawned loudly, his hand still holding my own as his mop of black hair drooped over his face.

"H-hey..." I croaked out, coughing slightly after my words. His body jolted upright as I coughed, golden eyes looking at me with concern.

"I am so glad you are awake, I wondered if you would ever wake up again..."

The moonlight seeping in from the window shone on the one half of his face, illuminating his features for me to see perfectly. I smiled, hearing the beeping of the heart monitor increase.

"...I just...don't want to lose you..." His voice was pained, like he wanted to cry. But instead he smiled weakly at me and squeezed my hand. I was so grateful he was here, even if it was way past visiting hours. No-one seemed to be around so it was okay.

"G-Gold..."

I tried to remove the oxygen mask from my mouth so I could speak clearer, but when the black haired boy noticed he stopped me.

"No, you have to relax."

He was such a worry wart sometimes, but still I smiled. I honestly didn't deserve this though, if he knew everything that happened back in the alleyway he would realise that I wanted to die. My partner got seriously damaged because she loved me, I didn't want Gold doing the same thing.

"I..." I tried, coughing slightly under the strain of talking.

Gently his fingers danced across my face as I closed my eyes. Even after everything he was the only person I could rely on, the only one left to look out for me, and to love me. My chest tightened as he softly kissed my forehead.

"I'm not going anywhere, don't worry." He assured me with a smile.

I sighed softly as the beeping on the monitor increased slightly, indicating that my heart was beating faster for him.

What the hell did I do to deserve this? Gold was so kind to me, so loving and he never let me down. I wished I could do the same someday.

"G-Gold..."I mumbled, watching as his eyes never left mine.

"Yeah?"

A lump congealed in my throat as a thought flashed across my mind. I didn't want Gold to do what Sneasel had done to save me. If the time ever came I hoped he would save himself. I didn't deserve to be saved.

"If...it ever comes...down to it...don't...s-save me.." I coughed slightly afterwards, feeling the horrible sensation of burning consume my throat once again. His eyes sparkled in the dim light as those words processed in his mind.

"W-what?!"

Of course he would protest, or argue with me about it but it was what I wanted. If Gold died because of me I would never be able to forgive myself. He deserved to survive throughout all this.

"Don't...save me..." I croaked out weakly.

The dark haired boy shook his head as he let go of my hand. He gently cupped my face, fingers softly brushing against my skin as I closed my eyes tightly.

"I love you! You can't ask that of me! I would always save you!" He cried as I leaned into his embrace.

Sighing softly I enjoyed the warmth of his palms against the sides of my face. My heart fluttered delicately inside my chest allowing the machine to beep wildly.

"...I know..."

It pained me to say it, but no matter what I asked of Gold he would always save me, even if I didn't want him to.

It was like Cyan said...it was unconditional love.

"You're an idiot, you know that?" Gold smiled softly at me before kissing my forehead again. The word's that Cyan spoke of swam through my mind.

"Unconditional love is taking a bullet for some-one you love...protecting them no matter what..."

Would I do that for Gold? Yes, definitely. I wouldn't even have to think twice about it. So maybe asking him not to do the same was selfish of me?

"Just get some rest, I'll still be here when you wake up," Gold spoke softly, his thumbs gently caressing my face. As that warmth left it soon reappeared around one of my hands. Sighing softly I relaxed into the embrace of the hospital bed and tried to rest.

I didn't want to be stuck in here forever.

It took approximately two weeks for my body, and mind to fully recover from my ordeal. Now I was thankful I no longer needed the oxygen mask to breathe, or have wires sticking out of my flesh. I was using this time to just rest up until I was told I could go home. Gold visited me everyday to make sure I was being looked after, and occasionally Crystal showed her face.

I even discovered just who it was that had saved me back in the alleyway. It was Violet, the girl who worked for the local newspaper. Luckily she was walking past when the whole event happened and managed to call for an ambulance.

Apparently the other boy, Cyan, was dead when she got there. But deep within I had this God awful feeling that somehow things weren't over. I really wanted to believe that he was dead and couldn't come back to get at me, and maybe he actually was this time.

Man.. I was paranoid.

I had been told the good news that within a few days I would be able to go back home. Gold had insisted he stay at my place for a while until I felt better, and even though I protested time and time again he refused to listen to me. In the end I had no other choice but to agree.

When visiting times were allowed I was greeted by an enthusiastic Gold who bounded into the room like an excited puppy, with Crystal following behind. She smiled at me weakly, and I did the same. I was just glad that everyone was safe.

"How are you feeling today?" Gold asked, pulling up a chair to sit beside my bed.

I nodded, finally pleased that the horrible headache had gone and the pain in my ribs had subsided to a dull ache every now and then.

"I'm feeling better than I have for a while,"

He smiled at me. Crystal edged closer to the bed, causing my eyes to focus on her.

"There is some-one else who wants to see you," She murmured, indicating with her hand to the open door.

As my eyes followed I noticed two figures coming inside, one of them being pushed in a wheelchair, his head wrapped in bandage. My eyes widened.

It was Red and Green!

"Red!" I cried out, sitting upright in my bed, watching as Green wheeled him to closer. He smiled sheepishly, those crimson eyes of his looking pained.

"Hey," He replied nonchalantly.

Green rolled his eyes as he pulled up another chair to sit beside Gold.

"How are you holding up?" Green asked me, large emerald eyes gazing at me intently. I shrugged,

"I could be better,"

He flashed a brilliant white smile. Red sighed as he managed to manoeuvre the wheelchair closer to my bedside.

"Good to see you aren't dead." He muttered.

"I could say the same for you." I returned coyly, smiling softly.

He nodded, touching the thick bandages that were wrapped around his head. Obviously from where Cyan had hit him with the cricket bat.

"I am taking care of him, there is no need to worry," Green added, relaxing in his seat.

"Who said I was worrying?" I grumbled.

I didn't really want them knowing that I was glad he was okay, even if he annoyed the hell out of me.

"I'd say the way you are taking care of me is more like mothering me," Red mused, crimson eyes glaring at his lover. Green winked playfully.

"You know you love it."

Red smiled, and it was a genuine happy smile. It was probably the first time I had seen Red so animated, usually he was so boring and pretentious, but when he was around Green it was like seeing a whole new side of him.

"So, have you heard? Apparently that Cyan guy is dead." Crystal added in, still refusing to sit down. Green looked over at the blue haired girl.

"Dead?"

"Yeah, when Violet got there he was already dead. Some-one stabbed him in the stomach,"

I looked away.

Did anyone know it was me who killed him? Would I get into trouble for that?

Green sighed, snapping his fingers.

"Damn! I wanted to be the one who killed that little prick!"

"Green..." Red said in a soft voice, raising an eyebrow at the brunette. Gold sighed, running his fingers through his hair. It was a sigh of relief.

"So...is it all over?"

"No..."I muttered, causing everyone in the room to glare at me in shock. "...I don't think he would make it that easy for any of us,"

"So what, is he going to rise from the grave like a zombie or something?" Green joined in, his voice raised in pitch. Obviously Cyan was still on his hit list. Red sighed and placed a hand to his head.

"I think what Silver means is Cyan is cunning, he wouldn't be defeated that easily." Crystal backed me up, placing her hands on the bedposts as she leant on them.

But if Violet saw his body... then he must be dead... right?

"But there was a body... surely that is evidence, right?" Red asked softly, looking at the blue haired girl. She shrugged her shoulder's.

"And he was stabbed in the stomach. No-one is going to get up and walk away from that," Green added in, placing his hands behind his head as he balanced on the two hind legs of the chair. Gold sighed, resting his forehead on the side of my bed.

"I just want this shit to be over with..." He groaned.

"Don't we all..." Crystal agreed.

Nobody needed this shit right now, and especially since people were getting hurt because of him.

Because of me...

My eyes flickered downwards to my bed sheets, which were coiled around my body.

Cyan killed my best friend... my partner...if he was still out there...I had to kill him.

"Well if Cyan is still alive...will he come back for round two?" Red asked, looking at me when I finally managed to raise my eyes. I shrugged, not having the slightest idea. I had no idea about any of this, and if he was still alive. It was all just speculation right now.

"He is persistent...like a Growlithe with a bone..." Green grumbled, clicking his tongue in annoyance.

Crystal sighed and looked up at one of the pictures on the wall. Obviously thinking about something.

"I think we just need to stay on our guard for now," She muttered.

That was a good idea, it was better to be safe than sorry. I didn't want anyone else to die. And without thinking I ended up blurting out.

"...I stabbed him..."

All eyes were on me as they burned into my very soul. Gold blinked in confusion.

"You stabbed... him?"

"Yes, I had to..."

I shuddered when I replayed the scenario.

The scene where Sneasel died in my arms...the part where Cyan gloated about the fact he had won... and when he had kissed me so forcefully a part of me wondered that if it continued...he might have done to me what my dad did many years ago.

I closed my eyes briefly, trying to keep calm.

"Do you blame him?! I would have stabbed him repeatedly in the face!" Green cried out, forcing the legs of his chair to slam back down on the tiles. Red rolled his eyes.

"Green..."

"Well come on! He tried to fucking kill you! I'd say he deserved everything he fucking got, the prick!"

I smiled weakly, slightly happy that Green would have done the same thing. But nobody knew that Cyan had kissed me, and I didn't really want to tell anyone.

It made me feel dirty...cheap...

"Guys! This is not helping matters!" Crystal said sternly, holding her hands up.

I watched as both Red and Green sighed. It was weird how in sync they were, and so easy to tell they loved the bones of one another.

I wondered if Gold and I would be that close one day, or if we were now?

"I was just glad Typhlosion came to my house to fetch me when you got hurt! I dread to think what might have happened if he didn't..." Gold murmured weakly, raising his eyes to mine. I smiled feebly, hoping to create a smile on his face. But nothing happened.

"Well let's just be grateful none of us died in any of this." Green added in, now deciding to balance on the two chair legs again.

"Yes, but it's not over, is it?" I piped up, clenching my hands into fists.

Why didn't Cyan just kill me? It would have made this whole thing a lot easier, why did he had to torture everything and everyone I loved?!

"We don't know for sure..." Red joined the conversation, rubbing his temple slightly.

Perhaps we had to think of something just to be on the safe side? Preparing for another attack wouldn't hurt anything would it?

The next forty minutes consisted of all of us putting ideas into a pot of how we could be the best prepared. Gold had suggested that no-one should be alone in case Cyan would attack. If we were in pairs then the chance of that happening were slim. Everyone seemed to agree that was a good idea.

Red would stay with Green, Gold would stay with me, and we decided that Blue would accompany Crystal. We still had to call her and tell her all this. She would not be happy with the fact everyone had kept her in the dark, but she would get over it in time.

Then we had to think of an alibi for myself. If the police wanted to question me about the stabbing I had to deny any knowledge of it, and everyone assured me they would back me up somehow. Even though I was thankful for all their support a part of me wanted to own up to it.

Maybe I would be safer in prison?

But all my friends would be in danger, and that I could not risk so I ruled that off my list. Green assured me that the police probably wouldn't question me and when I asked why he just said he had 'contacts' whatever the hell that meant.

All of us talked so much that we forgot what time it was until the doctor came in and said visiting hours were over. Crystal shot me a kind smile before she left, while Green wheeled Red out, both of them bickering about Cyan. For some reason Red was still defending him a little, which I couldn't understand at all.

Maybe he saw some reasoning behind his manic ideas?

Then it was Gold. He didn't want to leave me, he even tried to persuade the doctor, but the authoritative man was having none of it. Instead Gold kissed me softly on the lips before muttering his goodbyes, assuring me he would be here as soon as he could.

When everyone had finally left, including the doctor the room fell very silent.

Suddenly I missed the loud voices, the laughter, the sounds of people arguing with each other. It just was too quiet and I hated it. As I lay down in my bed I sighed, looking up at the ceiling. It was getting dark outside as my room was slowly starting to become illuminated by the moonlight's soft glow. I missed Gold already.

Why did they force him to leave? It wasn't like he kept me awake all night! Although...that thought was tempting.

I turned over onto my side, grabbing the pillows tightly.

How could I sleep when my heart ached so much?

Fusing my eyes closed I tried to rest my brain, attempting to remove all the thoughts of Gold that continued to swim around my mind.

Images of his smile...hearing his laugh... and seeing those eyes...

In annoyance I sat up in bed, fingers furiously combing through my hair.

How the hell was I supposed to sleep?

As a heavy sigh escaped my lips I heard a creaking noise coming from my door. My eyes diverted to the direction and noticed that it was moving, like some-one was pushing it open. I leaned forward, trying to get a better view. When the door was fully opened a small head poked around the corner curiously, a head I didn't recognise.

"Weeaaaavvvv~" It cried softly, before bounding over to my bed.

I shuffled back until my head hit the headboard and I groaned.

Fuck I forgot that was there!

As my eyes twitched in apprehension a black figure leapt onto my bed, large eyes gleaming in the dim light. Whatever it was knew me, but I couldn't figure out what it was.

Then I watched a clawed limb outstretch towards my face until it slowly stroked across my cheek. As my eyes sparkled with tears I realised just who this was.

It was my partner... my best friend... she was alive!

"S-Sneasel...?" I stuttered, watching as the figure moved into the moonlight so I could see her features. It was no longer Sneasel standing in front of me, she looked different. A red fan protruded from her nape and she was taller, her claws sharper.

But that face...she still was my best friend.

"What... happened?!" I questioned, feeling a rogue tear escape from my eyes to dribble down my face.

"She evolved..." Came a soft voice from the door.

As I looked up I noticed it was Gold!

How the hell did he get back in?!

He was smiling at me, as my newly evolved Sneasel hugged me happily. I nuzzled her head softly, allowing more tears to dampen her fur.

She was alive! She was... okay!

"G-Gold... how the hell did you manage to-"

"I never left," He said playfully, bobbing his tongue out. "...I just hid in the toilets until the coast was clear and came back, with Weavile,"

I looked at her face. She was so grown up now, so much stronger.

Did she do that for me?

"Weavile..." I said her name softly, still holding her in my arms.

"Weaaavvv!" She cried happily.

Gold moved from the door to stand closer to my bed. He settled his figure on the edge, smiling wildly at both of us.

"Nurse Joy figured that if she placed a razor claw in her paws she would evolve, and she did. That fight must have powered her up."

She wasn't dead...that was the main thing. I had no idea how they managed to fix her...but I was so glad.

"G-Gold..."I murmured weakly, feeling my bottom lip quiver as all my emotions just spilled out for him to see. I broke down into tears, so happy that she was alive, so relieved that Cyan had not murdered my best friend.

The next thing I knew was he was wrapping his arms around me, holding me close.

Weavile snuggled between us, obviously happy to be part of this scene. I clung to his jacket tightly, feeling my body shudder violently. I was overjoyed I would not have to bury my best friend. How she had survived I had no idea.

"Hey...it's okay, I'm not going anywhere." Gold soothed, gently rubbing my back.

Weavile struggled against my stomach, obviously feeling a little squashed right now. Slowly I pulled away, wrapping my arms around my ice type. I smiled softly, wishing that I would never have to go through that ever again.

She happily nuzzled my face and as I closed my eyes I never realised how much I loved her until this moment. She was the only thing that had been with me from the beginning, the only creature that had backed me up no matter what. I was eternally grateful for everything.

Gold gently wiped away the tears that lingered on my cheeks with his thumbs, causing my eyes to meet his. He smiled lovingly at me.

"It's nice to see you happy," He murmured softly, his fingers delicately brushing against my cheek. I closed my eyes briefly, leaning into his touch.

Since when did I feel like this? I had never felt happy in my entire life, yet at this moment I did. I felt like...I wanted to smile.

I wanted to scream in joy, and it felt strange. My heart fluttered in my chest as Weavile snuggled in my arms, her eyes slowly closing. Perhaps she was tired?

Gold's hand lingered on my face as my eyes opened. He was still looking at me, drinking in this image of me being able to genuinely smile.

"I thought I had lost you... you know?" He mumbled.

Yeah, Gold must have been worried sick about me when he found out I had been hit over the head by something. I must have been kicked in the ribs too, because that pain was just unreal. Sighing softly I allowed Weavile to rest amongst the bed sheets so my arms could embrace the dark haired boy.

Even after everything he was still here...refusing to abandon me. Unconditional love...

"I'm not going anywhere..." I managed to choke out, finally relieved the tears had stopped. His lips twitched into a small smile as his fingers moved to gently tousle my hair.

"I don't want you to.."

A small part of me wanted to always be with him, like this. My mind continued to overload with images of a future, a future with him.

I was happy, and so was he, and we grew old together... and died together...

I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath.

We were only teenagers, why was I thinking of this stuff?!

Then without thinking I pulled Gold closer to me until our lips touched softly. He inhaled deeply, fluttering his eyes shut as our mouths collided. His fingers buried themselves into my hair to pull me closer into the kiss and I did not protest.

Feeling my heart dance inside my chest I held the dark haired boy close as we kissed, our mouths colliding together like waves lapping against the shore. A hot, wet tongue desperately entered my mouth and I graciously accepted, allowing a soft groan to escape my lips.

He tasted sweet...like sugar on my tongue, and I just didn't want it to stop.

My hands roamed his body, furiously pulling on his jacket, to moving into the satin locks of black hair to tug on them gently. Gold moaned softly as our tongues danced together, hands desperately trying to hold onto anything to deepen the kiss.

It was desperate...needy...and I wanted it more than anything.

It was like taking a huge breath of oxygen and finally being able to breathe again.

Slowly we both pulled away from the kiss, my eyes flickering open to meet his. They were half lidded, and a soft blush tinted his honey coloured cheeks. Already I was missing the sweetness of his tongue inside my mouth. He tasted so good.

"S-Silver..."He said breathlessly, fingers still buried into my hair as our noses brushed softly against one another. "...you drive me crazy."

I sighed softly. I hoped he meant that in a positive way. As I closed my eyes for a moment I heard him speak again.

"Just you wait till you come home..."

Instantly I opened them to look into his own golden orbs,

"Why? What are you planning?"

He smiled softly at me and rubbed his nose against mine before pulling away.

"...I just want to show you how much I love you..."

At that moment I felt my heart do somersaults in my chest. Of course I knew exactly what he meant, but the way he said it was tender and loving. Like he didn't just want to have sex with me any more, like he wanted something more, a proper physical commitment.

Then the sounds of footsteps down the hall alerted the dark haired boy.

He turned around, eyes concentrating to see if anyone was coming inside. If Gold was found in here with me then the doctor's were sure to throw him out. I didn't want that. He turned back to me, listening to the footsteps get closer.

"I have to go," He whispered, gently kissing my lips once more.

I understood, I didn't want him getting into trouble because of me. Gently he scooped Weavile into his arms and got up from the bed. My eyes followed his figure, outlined in the moonlight as he approached the door. He peered out of the glass to ensure the coast was clear before he turned to look at me.

"I'll be back soon,"

"I know..." I mumbled weakly, clutching the bed sheets tightly around my body.

As he flashed me a brilliant smile I watched the dark haired boy slowly open the door, take another sneak peek, and then with a wave of his hand left my room.

Sighing heavily I lay back into the soft pillow, watching as the moonlight illuminated the bottom half of my bed.

Why did he have to go? I could have hid him in this room somehow...

Placing a hand to my head I decided that thinking about it was not doing me any favours, so instead I turned over onto my side. Closing my eyes I tried to rest my mind, to forget about everything just so I could get a decent night's sleep. Soon I would be able to go home, and Gold had offered to live at my apartment until I felt better.

That was nice of him. I had never lived with him before, I wondered if we could work it out?

Damn... I was thinking of him again.

As I pulled the white bed sheets further over my shoulder's and settled down to try and sleep I heard the footsteps once again. This time they sounded louder, like they were literally just outside my door. My eyes opened slightly as I continued to listen to the footsteps, edging closer, until they stopped.

Did they decide to leave or something?

Then I heard my door opening slightly, creaking under the pressure.

I figured it was the doctor coming to check on me so I closed my eyes and sighed softly. Pretending to be asleep should work for now, maybe Gold was still lingering in the toilets or something? Whoever it was stopped at the foot of my bed, and the only sound I could hear was breathing.

Wouldn't the doctor have said something by now?

I still refused to open my eyes, pretending to be asleep. The doctor would just have to come back and check on me in the morning. Then hopefully Gold would come back for a while.

Only I discovered that it wasn't the doctor who was in the room with me.

"Hello...Silver,"

My eyes shot open and I sat up in bed, feeling my heart pulsate faster inside my chest.

No...it couldn't be!

The tall figure stood at the foot of my bed, arms folded. Moonlight shone onto half of his face, the part that allowed me to figure out just who this was.

"Cyan...?" I struggled to say, watching as he sat on the edge of my bed, emotionless eyes glaring right into me.

But...wasn't he supposed to be dead?

He smiled, a heart breaking smile that made me want to kill myself there and then.

Was he here to finish me off?

"Aren't you pleased to see I am alive Silver? I am very happy you are alive, I would not be happy if you...died so easily on me,"

His voice was cold, causing all the hairs on my arms to stand on end.

He was glad I was alive? Yeah, and I knew why. His intentions were not to kill me. He just wanted to make sure I suffered, and he was doing a wonderful job at that.

"How the hell did you get in?!"

He smirked at my question.

"Security isn't very tight around this place, I just walked right in."

This couldn't be right, Cyan was meant to be dead!

"But...they found a body at the scene! How is it possible you are alive?!" I cried out, wanting to fool myself into believing this was nothing more than a nightmare, and that Cyan was not sitting on my hospital bed making small talk with me. He started to laugh, only it seemed more like a witches cackle.

"Come now Silver, did you really think you could kill me by using a tiny shard of glass? You made the mistake of leaving it embedded in me, if you had removed it then perhaps I would have been more seriously injured..."

My eyes widened.

Shit! He was right! The glass shard stopped most of the bleeding! If I had removed it... he would have bled to death.

Cold black eyes stared at me the entire time.

"...and Zorua is the Master of Illusion. You do the maths to figure out why there was a body,"

So he used the Zorua to make a copy of him so he could get away? No wonder Violet said there was a body at the scene. I should have known that it wouldn't be so simple to kill this vermin.

Then Cyan neared me, his face becoming dangerously close to my own. I swallowed hard, praying that he wouldn't try to kiss me again. I didn't want to feel helpless or dirty any more. Cold fingers grabbed my wrist tightly, causing me to hiss in pain.

"You haven't been punished enough for killing my brother..."

So what was he going to do to me now? I'm sure he thought Sneasel was dead, yet he still wanted more?!

I glared at the dark haired boy, clenching my hand into a fist.

"There is nothing you can do to me that will make me suffer any more," I stated bravely, smirking.

Maybe I could bluff my way through this? His eyes twitched in annoyance, until his other hand grabbed my free hand, pushing my body down onto the bed. I chewed my lip, trying to stay strong.

Cyan was not my father...he would never do that to me...

"Oh really? Well how would you feel if I killed your precious Gold huh? Are you telling me it wouldn't make you suffer?!"

His voice was harsh in my ears, as the grip on my wrists intensified. As my heart started to thunder inside my chest I tried to ignore his taunts. He had plenty of opportunities to kill Gold, yet every time he hadn't touched him. I doubted that would change now.

"Just admit it Cyan, it's all over."

Of course it would never be over for him. The only time it would be over was when he was no longer around. And there was only one way to be sure of that. As his grip on my wrists remained firm he smiled, mocking me, taunting me.

"But of course. All this is nothing more than collateral damage for you, isn't it? My brother's death wasn't something you thought would happen. But when it did...you finally realised what a shit you are!"

I took a deep breath to steady my nerves. Maybe if Cyan had come here to finish me off then I might not have been so nervous. Because I didn't know his intentions it was causing my mind to go into overdrive.

"Well maybe you should have taught him how to fight in a Pokemon battle! He used a fucking Rattatta! Did you really think he would beat anyone with that?!"

Suddenly his hand released my wrist only to smack my face hard. It stung as I closed my eyes, feeling the burning sensation it left behind. Then his grip was on my chin, forcing me to look at him. Cold eyes glared into me.

"Don't you fucking bad mouth my baby brother!"

I swallowed hard, trying to ignore the stinging pain on my face, and the harsh grip on my chin. Deep within I just prayed.

Please don't kiss me again... please...

The weight of Cyan's body prevented me from struggling and I found it almost impossible to look away.

"I'm in the right mind to fucking tear you a new ass hole, you bastard." He spat at me, causing my eyes to close in apprehension.

Was he talking about...raping me? Fuck no, I wasn't going to let that happen! Not again...and not by him!

Angrily I thrashed against Cyan, managing to push him off me, and watched as he fell off my bed, hitting against the floor. He groaned at the contact, but didn't move. I sat further upright, bringing my knees to my chest for some kind of protection.

"There is no fucking way you are going to do that to me!"

I watched as Cyan got up from the floor, holding the side of his head in annoyance. Dark eyes glared at me, and if looks could kill then I would have died a thousand times over.

"Like you could stop me." He cooed, smirking.

My eyes twitched as he just stood there, nursing his head from the fall. There was no way in hell Cyan was going to do that to me. I would kill him before he even tried.

"Wanna bet?"

I kept up this façade, pretending that Cyan hadn't just gotten underneath my skin. And I hoped it was working. Then he groaned, obviously from the effects of the fall. A part of me prayed that a doctor would come in about now and drag this creep out of here.

"I doubt I could stop myself..." He mused, laughing after his words.

It sent a horrible cold shiver down my spine as images started to haunt my mind.

Just like that dream I had...when it was no longer Gold fucking me...but him! That would never happen.

"And why is that?" I taunted, keeping my knees close to my chest.

Cyan smirked and then looked away, his eyes focusing on a picture that hung on the wall.

"Because it is so wonderful to see you so helpless...so vulnerable. Tell me Silver, did you enjoy it when your daddy fucked you?"

I felt my heart sink into a sea of despair as the venom dripped from his words, and his devilish laugh hung in the air.

He knew...but how?! How did he know of that?! Why would he even say that to me?

I chewed the inside of my lip, trying to stay calm, trying not to break down.

"I'm sure you would have loved it if your father sexually abused you, huh? Or even... your brother."

Cyan's cold emotionless eyes caught fire as he glared at me. Suddenly he slammed his hands on my bed in rage.

"Don't you fucking talk about him like that!"

"Hit a nerve, have we?" I mocked him, when deep inside I was crumbling down.

He didn't need to know that, he needed to believe I was strong and that I could deal with this shit. I watched as his hands clenched into fists, his head bowed downwards so his hair was flopping over his face.

"You have no fucking idea how it feels to lose something that you love more than anything in the world...but you will, soon. You will realise just how agonising it feels to be alone in this world, to have nothing positive any more. I will take that away from you!"

I watched as his body straightened, and he moved away from my bed. Cyan walked to the window, gazing out at the large moon that hung lazily in the night sky.

"I will cherish that day...when I finally destroy the one precious thing you have in your life. When I finally destroy Gold..right in front of your eyes!"

Was he bluffing again? Was he trying to get a reaction out of me?

I took a deep breath, my eyes focused on the back of his head. If he wanted to destroy Gold why was he biding his time?

"If you wanted to do that from the beginning why wait this long?" I questioned, feeling my voice tremble as the last word came out.

Cyan chuckled darkly, until emotionless eyes connected with mine for a moment. All I saw was pure evil, completely dominated by the darkness within his soul.

"I had to wait until you fell uncontrollably in love with him. Now, I know that if anything were to happen to him... it would destroy you. And that is exactly what I want!"

And now it made sense. He needed substantial proof that I was in love with Gold before he decided to put his plan into action. And now he had that proof the game was in his hands, and it was his turn to move.

"But anyway, I have stayed far too long..."

My eyes focused on Cyan as he walked towards the door, eyes not even bothering to meet my own. I swallowed hard, wondering if I should say or do something.

But what? Was he going after Gold now?

"If you harm Gold in any way... I'll kill you myself." I warned in a steady voice, watching as he paused by the door.

A cold smirk scarred his lips as he faced me for the final time.

"Don't make promises you can't keep Silver, we both know you could never do that."

"Really? Want to test your theory?" I threatened, moving my knees to sit upright.

Slowly I curled my hands into fists at my side, waiting for him to do something. But he didn't. He just laughed at me.

"It's quite amusing hearing your attempts at threatening me, and as much as I would love to stay and chat I have business to attend to. Enjoy the rest of your hospital stay."

Before I even had a chance to say anything he was out of my room, leaving me to bathe in the afterglow of what just happened. So Cyan was now well and truly after Gold, and while he was not with me he was vulnerable.

I needed to get out of this hospital soon, and by soon I meant in the morning.

Author's Note: Oh no! Poor Gold! He is in trouble for real this time! What will happen next?! Please read and review :3 it makes a girl very happy face :D and see you all in the next chapter!