Wow, I think it's time to knock all of this Lorrikki love of the top of the update list! Haha, okay, I kid - I love them too. This chapter is going to rock boats, sorry!
Virgo girl 14 - More moments coming, well, at the beginning anyway. X
Bex, Lexi and Guest - You wanted chapter 15 and here it is. Enjoy... if you can!
Chapter Fifteen
"I'm fine, Kevin, you can put that away," Dynasty insisted, her gaze flitting from the sour faced nurse to Kevin as he pushed the wheelchair towards her again.
"Sit down, Dynasty," Kevin commanded stubbornly.
Dynasty gripped the edge of the mattress tightly, fighting to retain her look of disgust as agony rippled through her lower body.
As the painful reminder swept through her, Dynasty's eyes washed over the grisly scabbing graze, now uncovered, that ran along Kevin's jaw and down onto the skin of his neck. Her stomach swirled sickeningly.
"I am sat down," Dynasty quipped in return.
She folded her arms resiliently but gasped as her wounded body crumpled slightly without the support of her arms.
"Fine."
Kevin stepped forwards and pulled Dynasty to her feet by her shoulders. Guilt pooled in his stomach as Dynasty yelped sharply, fixing Kevin with a deathly glare.
"Now, will you just let me help you?"
Dynasty persisted for a moment before heaving a sigh and nodding unenthusiastically.
Kevin slid a tensed arm behind her back, easing her into the chair slowly. Dynasty winced and squeezed Kevin hand in a crushing grip.
"Thank you," Kevin said to the nurse, "I'll take her from here."
The nurse turned without a word and left Kevin alone with a disgruntled Dynasty.
"Right ray of sunshine she is," Dynasty mumbled.
"Well, you did provoke her."
Kevin laughed and kissed Dynasty's cheek quickly.
"No, I didn't!" Dynasty clarified.
Kevin dragged the chair out of the room before swinging back around and pushing Dynasty down the corridor.
"I guess she just doesn't get your sense of humour then."
Dynasty smiled coyly to herself. It was a comfort knowing that Kevin had not abandoned her and yet she worried constantly that he had not kissed her since their one night together. If she was honesty, Dynasty was concerned that Kevin was hesitant to become involved in the mounting tragedies building in the back of her mind.
A teenager with issues; it was a cliché, Dynasty knew, but otherwise true. Until now, Kevin's presence had been an emotional comfort to her fraught nerves but now, as they neared the hospital exit, Dynasty found herself floundering with panic.
"Kevin?" she asked nervously.
He hummed to show he had heard her.
"Where are we sleeping tonight?"
Dynasty prayed that she sounded nonchalant.
Kevin waited patiently for the flurry of visitors entering the hospital to pass and wheeled Dynasty into the fresh summer air towards Mrs. Budgen, who waited for them beside her car.
"The school house for now. Mr. Byrne said it's best if you're somewhere with more than just me to look after you. It'll give you some time to decide what you want to do," Kevin informed her steadily.
Mrs. Budgen beamed brightly as the two approached. She bent down suddenly and slid two soft arms around Dynasty's shoulders.
"They told me you were ill! You still look beautiful to me, pet," Mrs. Budgen gushed with a smile, opening the car door.
Kevin steadied Dynasty she grasped his arm tightly, hauling herself to her feet painfully and sliding onto the backseat.
"Here, you give me that and get in," Dynasty heard Mrs. Budgen instruct Kevin.
A moment later, Kevin settled himself into the backseat and slammed the door closed, oblivious to Dynasty's continued discomfort. Silence filled the car uncomfortably until Dynasty inhaled sharply as she pulled her seatbelt across her body, causing a fresh outbreak of agony across her stomach.
"Are you okay?" Kevin asked, his voice filled with concern as he took the seatbelt from Dynasty's hands and fastened it.
Dynasty nodded and let her eyes fall into her lap awkwardly.
"So, we'll be staying at the school house together then?" Dynasty questioned softly, lifting her eyes to meet Kevin's. "Like, in your room?"
Dynasty's heart stuttered. She imagined Kevin's body pressed flush against her back, his arm draped lazily around her waist. Her palms sweated with terror whilst the unmistakable longing she was accustomed to flooded through her veins.
"Only if you want to," Kevin assured her.
He reached out slowly and slipped his hand around Dynasty's.
Mrs. Budgen's arrival interrupted Dynasty's grateful reply before she could utter a word but Kevin smiled and Dynasty knew that he had understood.
They passed the drive together in quiet understanding, hands clasped together as though they might be flung apart at any moment.
Dynasty registered very little of the events that followed, aware only of Kevin's fingers laced through hers and the faint chattering of Mrs. Budgen whilst she ushered them into the school house.
Mrs. Budgen closed the door to Kevin's room behind them only seconds before Dynasty's chest began to burn with emotion.
"Hey, come here," Kevin breathed, welcoming Dynasty's shivering body into the comfort of his arms. Dynasty buried her horror stricken face in the soft padding of Kevin's jacket. His scent filled her nose and overwhelmed her already dizzy senses.
His proximity confused her; the intimate touch of his hands on her back stirred something warm inside of her and her arms squeezed his body tightly against hers despite the pain it caused. However there was an instinct that fought with her longing, a primal desire to throw him away from her as she had been unable to do with Steve-O.
Dynasty felt the icy sting of fear settling inside of her. She was consumed entirely by doubt and suddenly Kevin's arms around her felt like a vice, inescapable and frightening.
Before Dynasty could build any sort of barrage against her memories she was assaulted violently by nauseating recollections of her darkest nightmares. Kevin's warm hands became rough and forceful. His smell faded away to the stench of alcohol that burned her nostrils and sucked her deeper into illusion that forced itself from her mind into reality.
"No," Dynasty sobbed, untangling her arms from Kevin and staggering weakly to the bed, where she sat down carefully, shaking her head back to the present.
"Dyn?"
Kevin's voice was laced with bewilderment.
"Oh God,"Dynasty sighed.
Away from Kevin's embrace Dynasty felt oddly subdued again, alert and yet wearied by her outburst.
Dynasty's tear dampened eyelashes flickered towards Kevin, revealing watering sorrowful eyes.
"It's real now, isn't it?"
