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Re: Heavy In Your Arms - Part 4c/?
Date: 2016-06-05 06:04 am (UTC)Elle’s gun, the new coat of glue shining slightly from the dim light, was still laying on the table beside an empty cereal box. An unused Med-X syringe sat on the couch where Elle had been earlier, and Charon had an urge to roll his eyes at her stubbornness. It was messy, but it was their normal. Now standing here, Charon felt like a stranger in the house. The Charon that left with a hungover Elle in tow that morning was foreign to him. He tore his eyes away from the scene and headed upstairs.
Charon tucked Elle carefully into her bed, pushing the flattened pillows into shapes that somewhat cradled her head. The feeling of helplessness washed back over him as he pulled up a chair to the bedside. The house was silent apart from Elle’s gentle breathing, and Charon’s head pounded once again with the sound of her scream. He wanted to go downstairs and retrieve the Med-X, to push the syringe into his vein and go wonderfully numb, but Elle would need all the pain medication in this town and the next when she awoke.
Instead, he gritted his teeth and vowed silently to never leave Elle’s side again.
Charon awoke to the feeling of something brushing the top of his head gently. He opened his eyes and found himself looking at Elle’s blankets. As the grogginess faded away, he realized that he had slouched over during the night and fallen asleep with his head and arms on the bed beside Elle. Now that he had straightened that out, he turned his thoughts to the mystery sensation.
He raised his eyes and saw Elle’s arm elevated slightly, then he identified the feeling as her fingers in his remaining patches of hair.
“Elle!”
He bolted upright, ignoring the painful twinge his spine gave in protest, and saw that Elle was looking at him with half-shut eyes and a faint smile. Her arm fell limply back to her side and she winced. Charon quickly grabbed her hand in both of his own, sliding to the floor on his knees so he could get closer.
“Elle- no, Mistress, I broke the contract, I did this to you, it’s all my fault, I’m so sorry…”
The apologies tumbled from his mouth without hesitation, not even fully aware of what he was saying. He bowed his head, raising his hands as if in prayer, still clutching Elle’s between them.
“Charon…” Her voice was weak and hoarse, but it was enough to make him stop and look up. There was still a faint smile on her face, even though it looked painful for her.
“I don’t blame you,” she whispered, letting her eyes close.
“But Mistress, I wasn’t prepared, I should have stopped it, I…” Charon let his head fall again, feeling too ashamed to look at her face. “I’ve failed you.”
“Charon.” Her voice was suddenly stronger and he knew that if she had the strength, she would have grabbed him to force eye contact. “The contract hasn’t been broken. I still want you with me.”
Charon looked at her and was startled to see the intensity of her expression despite how weak she was. She was alive and still wanted him. She wasn’t going to sell his contract. He hadn’t let her down.
“Mi- Elle,” Charon said, a wave of relief washing over him and temporarily dulling the pain in his head, “I will continue to serve you as long as you’ll have me.”
And with that, he surprised himself and gently kissed Elle’s hand. It could have been euphoria playing tricks on him, but he could have sworn, despite her drooping eyelids, that her cheeks flushed pink before she spoke again.
“Good. Now please go find something to do other than sit here and torture yourself because I’m going to fall asleep again in about a minute and I don’t know how many hours I’ll be out this time.”
Charon’s lips twitched into a smile.
RE: Re: Heavy In Your Arms - Part 4c/?
Date: 2016-06-26 11:56 am (UTC)Re: Re: Heavy In Your Arms - Part 4c/?
Date: 2016-06-28 01:36 am (UTC)RE: Re: Re: Heavy In Your Arms - Part 4c/?
Date: 2016-06-30 11:51 pm (UTC)Just another anon passing through, I've been camping this fill because it's amazing and gives me life. Thank you for writing this! I'm excited to read the next installment!