*Trigger Warning*
POV
Nym:
A few dull strands of light seeped through the curtains. It was another dream filled with nothing but static white. *throb* Sh*t! My head is killing me. I brought my hand up to my temple. I massaged my head for a little while. I am going to need to take some acetaminophen ~sigh. I stretched my back. It arched with a few satisfying pops going down my spine.
I stood up from my desk. It was 6:15 in the morning; I walked over to find Soren still sleeping. He was nestled in the thick blankets. Soft snores were emitted from his mouth. I pressed my hand to his cheek, and walked out of the room.
I made my way downstairs to the kitchen. I washed my hands and then pulled out the egg carton and the milk. I picked out four eggs and two bowls. I cracked two eggs in each bowl; I then added a splash of milk and a dash of pepper. I opened the drawer and took out two spatulas and a fork. I used the fork to break the yolk and combine the mixture. I took some bell peppers, garlic, onions, zucchini, and tomatoes. I roughly chopped the vegetables on the marble.
I turned the stove on and placed two pans on separate burners. I carefully placed a drizzle of oil in one pan, and then tossed in half of the vegetables. I took out a bamboo spatula and occasionally stirred the mixtures. I put one of the bowls containing the eggs into the other pan.
After around thirty minutes the omelettes were filled with the vegetables and some cheddar cheese. I finished plating the food and began to make some orange juice. I chose 2 oranges and cut them in half before squeezing them into a small pitcher. I mixed in two cups of water and some homemade strawberry syrup for sweetness.
I sat the food down at the bar and made my way back upstairs. It was now 8:45 in the morning. I walked over to the bed, but Soren wasn't there...neither was the blanket. Panic shot through me as I started to look across the room.
After a few minutes of searching I found him. He was under my desk with his knees brought in to his chest. Tears were streaming down his face and onto the blanket. He looked terrified and betrayal was in his keen eyes. The blanket was wrapped over him like a protective cocoon.
POV
Soren:
I'm scared. You left me. You said you wouldn't leave me, but you're just like them. Am I nothing more than a toy for you to relieve your boredom? Is that all I am to everyone? It hurts. I have never hurt like this. I feel like my body is being torn into prices. It hurts! It hurts! It hurts! Why did you leave me? Am I not good enough for you. I thought angels were supposed to help not hurt.
Tears continued to flow down my face. I brought my hands down to legs. My nails dug into my calves. My fingers were latched onto my legs so tightly; it felt like it was my only life line. In a way it made me feel better because I could handle that pain, but not the pain of abandonment. Blood started to drip down my fingers nails and down my legs.
"N! Ren! Soren!" I finally felt a slight tap on my body. "Hey! It's alright. It's alright. I'm here, it's okay, it's okay." She repeated to me several times. My breath hiccuped in my throat. I was pulled into her embrace and the tears fell more and more. She patted my back as I sobbed into her chest. She grasped my hand.
"It's wet?" Nym looked down at my hand. Crimson droplets cascaded down both of our hands.
"Fu(k*ng Hell!" She exclaimed. She carefully picked up my shivering body. She took me into the bathroom and washed both of our hands.
She reached over to me and gestured to undress. I was still in shock, so she gently pulled off my shirt and shorts. She left the underwear on. She picked me up and sat me in the large porcelain tub that had a small detachable shower head.
She turned on the water and waited until it was a warmer temperature before running the water over my body. It stung a little bit on my legs. A few streaks of crimson ran into the water, and slowly ebbed away into the drain. I couldn't even feel the water. I could only feel her hands on me. They were gentle and warm. I could hear a few clicks.
"Tilt your head back, please." She told me softly. I yielded my body to her. I felt a weird bubbly sensation on my head. The smell of raven wood and mint flooded my senses. It was oddly comforting because it smelled like her. I really like her smell. It's so soothing. I deeply inhaled the scent and then softly exhaled, unwillingly parting with the scent. She continued to wash my hair in a gentle manner. She wasn't hurrying herself, nor was she rushing me.
After ten more minutes she grabbed a plush grey towel and wrapped it around me. She opened the bathroom door and grabbed a two pair of clothes from off of the dresser. She headed back and sat the clothes down on the counter next to the sink.
She reached into a drawer and pulled out some type of weird blue machine that plugged into the wall. She beckoned over to me and I sat down on a small stool. Suddenly I heard a whirring sound followed by a warm feeling on my head. My medium length hair flew around my face in a mad frenzy.
"It's okay. It'll just dry your hair." Nym said while continuing to dry my hair. I relaxed at the sound of her voice. After a little while she finished drying my hair and began to comb it out. She delicately grabbed a few strands of my hair and placed them into a braid with a blue ribbon tying it.
She gently dabbed the water off of my self inflicted injuries. She was careful to not reopen them and would ask if it hurt at all. I shook my head to tell her that it doesn't hurt. She would sigh and bandage my legs in a calm manner. She sighed.
"Alright, now go and put your clothes on while I take a quick shower." She told me before pulling the curtain tight and undressing in the tub.
She set her dirty clothes in a little hamper before turning the water on. Steam quickly filled the bathroom. A frosty sheen could be seen on the large mirror. I started to grab one of the piles of folded clothes. A bra and underwear fell out. Uhmmmmm! This is definitely not mine.
My face flushed bright red at the sight of those garments. Even I knew what they were and where they go. I immediately tried to fold them back up and set them back on the counter. I quickly grabbed the other set of clothing. I cannot believe I just did that. I wanted to hide my face behind my hands.