"It's all just a nightmare." She told herself repeatedly, only to have her words be lies. The pain of the demon poison running through her veins was too much for Aislynn, she screamed out in pain. Her scream continued for what seemed like hours, until she cut herself off, seeing that Jem was standing above her.
Aislynn awoke the next day, her hands were folded across her chest as is she were ready to die, which she wasn't. Will stood from his spot on a neighboring bed and looked down at her, looking sympathetic. Then, suddenly, something that felt like fire ripped through her veins, causing her to writhe in pain.
"Are you okay?"
"Do I look okay?!"
"No, I'm sorry to bother you." Then the pain left her veins and she relaxed on the bed again, breathing heavily.
"Where's Jem?"
"I've told you already, he doesn't want to see you." A sad pang ripped through Aislynn's thoughts and she closed her eyes as to stop the tears from flowing.
"Right." She turned her head away from him so he couldn't see her cry and started to sob.
"Aislynn, are you alright?"
"I'm fine, how about you go find someone else to pester?" She asked painfully, rolling onto her side. The movement only seemed to trigger the pain, but this time it became more powerful, ripping through her veins like a knife or a million little shards of glass. She struggled to keep a scream in as she rolled onto her back, watching as Will fled from her vision. Then she heard some whispering:
"James, you shouldn't be here."
"Why not?"
"She doesn't want to see you right now."
"Yes she does, Aislynn has never rejected me paying her a visit, ever." Aislynn gasped and tried to prop herself up on an elbow only to have the pain shoot through her veins again. She let out a scream, it was a headache inducing one.
"It's all just a nightmare." She told herself repeatedly, only to have her words be lies. The pain of the demon poison running through her veins was too much for Aislynn, she screamed out in pain. Her scream continued for what seemed like hours, until she cut herself off, seeing that Jem was standing above her. She tried to reach up and touch his face, but the pain that ripped through her veins was unbearable, causing her to drop her arm with a cry of pain. Jem reached up and gently smoothed some of her hair out of her sweat-covered face.
"Shh, Aislynn, you'll be fine." Aislynn wanted to believe him, but the look in his eyes said something different than his words.
"Jem-" She started, but never finished due to the pain.
"Shh, shh, it's alright. Don't talk and you'll be fine." Then Aislynn flinched away from his touch.
"NO!" She screamed, writhing around in her bed. Jem backed up, hurt visible in his silver eyes.