I opened my eyes in alarm, where was I? Still alive? I sighed, meeting Mon-el's gaze, who smiled slightly while stroking my face, yet there was someone I could not find, Kara, where was she?
"I want Kara, Where's my sister?" I asked, threatening to start crying.
"Shh, she's coming," whispered Mon-wiping my tears. "Hey, look," he showed me the teddy making me stretch my arms to him, hugging it tightly as I began to sob. "We also recovered this." He handed me the notebook.
"Thank you," I looked at him.
"You're welcome" He smile at me, stroking my hair." You have to rest, remember what happened? "He asked.
I nodded, yes, unfortunately I remembered the moment when all the rafters of that building collapsed on top of me, as they beat every part of my body to bury me.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"No ... I want my sister, Kara, I need her," I sobbed.
"I know, sweetie, she's on her way," he dried my tears.
I nodded trying to control my sobs, but it was not easy, because my whole body ached, too, I would dare to judge.
"It hurts ..." I looked at him.
He went to speak, but was interrupted by the door, especially by the person who was waiting behind it, my sister.
"Kara ..." I sobbed as I tried to move to reach her.
"Hey ..., shh, I'm here" she grabbed my hand while I wiped the tears to make my way for her. "Do not do this again, never, Kaelah" she asked me through tears. "I thought you were dead, that I had lost you ... " she stroked my hair.
She remained silent for a few seconds, watching me, as if she was afraid I might disappear.
"Mon-el, can you call Alex?" She asked as he nodded before leaving. "It hurts you, doesn't it?" She looked at me, so I nodded.
It was a horrible feeling, it was as if my own body did not belong to me. I closed my eyes as I wanted to hold back my tears, but could not, causing my sister to bother to dry them again.
"Hey ..." Alex said as he entered the room, so I looked at her for a couple of seconds before closing my eyes again. "You okay?" She asked.
"No ... it hurts," I complained.
"Sweetheart, you've got a sedative on, and the light should start to work, hold on, okay?" She came over, sitting on the edge of the bed. "You scared us all, I'm glad you're okay." she said stroking my face. "Step by step you will find yourself better, I can assure you, but you have to be calm," she assured before kissing my forehead and approaching my sister, who followed her out of the room.
I watched Mon-el the moment we were both alone, watching him sit on the edge of the bed and threatened to stroke my hair, stopping in the middle of the process. At that moment, I looked at him questioningly, not understanding what had made him retreat, but after realizing that the door was opening again, I understood, Zyan.
"Are you okay?" I asked before he could say anything.
"I should ask you that, don't you think?" He raised an eyebrow at me. "I'm fine," he said.
"But the kryptonite ..." I whispered, turning my head to Mon-el, the lead, however, before I could ask him, he nodded.
"It's okay, Kaelah," he tried to calm me down. "And you, sweetheart?" He stroked my face.
"Good," I whispered in spite of lying.
He shook his head as he smiled slightly, lifting my chin to kiss me, getting me to smile as he broke the kiss.
"I love you," he whispered, kissing my forehead. "You have to focus on recovering, okay?" He stroked my hair. "I come to see you later, I love you," he said good-bye.
I looked back at Mon-el, wanting to verify that he was well, for the image of seeing him in that cell remained in my head.
"I'm sorry," I could not help sobbing. "You don't deserve to die ..." I shook my head.
"Hey, hey ..., Kaelah, you did what you had to do" he wiped my tears.
"No, it was not fair," I insisted between sobs.
"Listen to me," he grabbed my face. "I should not have behaved with you like that, it was what you should do," he explained, wiping my tears back.
I looked away for a couple of seconds, thinking before I spoke again.
"Mon-el, can you hold me?" I asked in a whisper, making him look at me in astonishment.
"Of course, Kaelah," he said shortly before catching me and sitting with me in his arms in one of the chairs.
I rested my head on his chest, closing my eyes as I focused on his heartbeat, beginning to fall asleep.
"Are you comfortable?" He asked me, nodding slightly. "Rest." He kissed my forehead.
"Mon-el," I called, looking straight into his eyes. "Thank you," I whispered. "You're a good friend, I love you." I closed my eyes and settled down to sleep.
"I love you too" he whispered back kissing my hair.
He watched her in his arms completely asleep, still with the marks and cuts on her body. He stood with her under the artificial lights, hoping they could help her, however, as Alex had said earlier, it was going to be a long process for everyone, but especially for her, since it was going to take a long time to recover, in which all those wounds healed properly.
He looked at the door as he opened it, Zyan was there again, who did not seem very happy with the scene that was being seen at the time, but to be fair, she had asked him to stay with her, to hold her.
"Can I?" He asked, pulling her out of his arms.
"Sure," he replied, allowing him to catch her, watching as the gesture changed in the face of the young girl, who threatened to burst into tears.
He watched as he hugged her tightly, causing Kaelah's sobs, before kissing her forehead.
"Shh, Kaelah, it's okay," he whispered, trying to calm her as he got up to leave them alone. "No ... I think it's best if she stays with you, seems to be more comfortable." Zyan said as he was wanting to hide a smile, sat down again, picking her up again.
It was only a couple of seconds before they were alone again, noticing how the young girl had clung to his shirt, as if she were afraid that they might separate her from him again.
He looked at her again, wanting to remember this moment, for he was aware that it was not going to happen in a long time.
"If you want, I'll stay with her, you don't have to be here all the time." Kara's voice made him came out of his thoughts.
"I don't think ..." He tried to speak.
"Mon-el ..." she interrupted.
"No, there's no way to separate her from me." He pointed to the girl's fist.
"She looks like she still has the strength to hold on to something," she said, stroking her sister's cheek. "She looks better than when I found her," she said as she watched her. "She's in your hands right now, because of what I see, so take care of her or I'll come for you, I know where you live," she threatened with a small smile. "I'm glad she's comfortable with you." She stroked her hair.
He smiled at those words, gently embracing Kaelah, who settled her head on his shoulder.
"I love her, Kara," he admitted in a whisper.
"I knew it," she exclaimed excitedly.
He laughed when he heard her, it was too obvious what he felt for the girl, but what about Kaelah?
Thank you for reading,
Ayrin