Awake and Alive Chapter 2

CHAPTER 2

It had been three days, sixteen hours, twenty-four minute, and ten, eleven, twelve seconds, since he brought the wounded girl to his kingdom, it had been three days, sixteen hours and twenty-five minutes since he has seen her moonlight eyes. The medics have done all that they could and her wounds were recovering quickly. Yet she remained unconscious.

Acario sat next to his bed, watching over the sleeping girl, occasionally he would run a hand through his hair, or scratch an itch, rarely did he leave the room and when he did he constantly had someone come up to check on her, wanting to be alerted the moment she woke up.

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Jinx sigh blissfully as she slowly drifted out of unconsciousness. The bed she was on felt like heaven, and the blankets covering her where like so soft she just wanted to rub her face against them. She moaned softly as she did just that.

"Hello." A male voice said bringing her attention away from the blankets.

She opened her eyes and gasped at the sight of the beautiful man, sitting in a chair next to the bed. His hair was so black, that in the light it seemed to reflect blue, and his eyes were like onyx. She was left breathless as he smiled, showing off his white teeth. The only imperfection she could see where the dark circles under his eyes.

"I am Acario." His said his voice smooth like velvet.

"I… I'm Jinx." She said her voice raspy and dry.

Acario reached over to the night stand and picked up a cup of water and held it up to her lips and watched her drink.  He took the cup away when she held up her hand and set it back down on the nightstand.

"Where am I?" Jinx asked as she finally managed to draw her attention away from Acario, and look at the dark colored furniture and furniture.

"You are in my home." Was Acario simple answer.

"Oh." Jinx said perplexed as she tried to remember how she could have gotten to this man's home, and she cautiously started to sit up, only to hiss in pain and fall back on the bed. Her free hand coming up and clutching her right shoulder above where she was shot… wait, she was shot! Her eyes widened as she recalled what happened what happened a couple days ago.

"Are you well?" Acario asked as he reached out to help her.

"I was shot." She said. "Why am I not dead? An… and what was that creature." She added her voice trembling as she remembered how the men who wanted her dead were ripped to shreds.

Acario didn't say anything he was pretty sure she wasn't ready to learn the truth of what happened a couple nights ago. And he wasn't sure he wanted her to know about how insane he became, and how he still fantasized about torturing them in unspeakable ways until finally killing them.
"You're not one of them are you?!" Jinx asked now terrified.

Acario looked at her shocked that she would even think that one such as him would be the villain instead of the hero.
"No… I am not one of them, I happen to be the one who save you." He growled out and stood up. "I will have a maid come in with food." He added as he departed from the room.

Jinx didn't see Acario for the next two days, having been kept in bed by her injuries she couldn't go and apologize for upsetting him, it was clear she had been wrong to accuse him of trying to kill her. Lord knows he has had plenty of opportunities, according to the maid that brought her, her food everyday Acario hardly left her side in the three days she had been unconscious. Even when he left it was only for a little while.  Plus he had given her his room to recover in

With a look of determination she swung her feet over the side of the bed, she was going to find him and apologize. Her feet touched the cold stone floor and she shivered wincing slightly in pain as she stood, putting more pressure on her right leg to try and stay off of her left. She limped towards the door and pause when she caught the sight of something out of the corner of her eyes. She turned to face a mirror, frowning when she didn't see her reflection she walked closer. She reached out and touching the cool glass surface, gasping in pain when a shard of glass pricked her finger. She pulled her hand back and sucked on the bleeding appendage. She stepped back away from the mirror as it started to creak from where the object hurt her. She screamed as it shattered, but no glass fell to the floor. But an image appeared of herself with blue skin and silver markings her claws and fangs dripping with blood.