Good. Good. He agreed to just... rest. Sleep more. "I'm fine, Grant. I honestly have never felt more safe than with you here." She assured him and moved to snuggle in beside him in their bed again, resting her head to his chest to try and get over the throbbing in her face and head. Just a headache. She can get over it.
As they sleep again for a bit, she can feel the weirdness in the dreams. She can feel the hits she takes in fights sink in deep. She finds it harder to let go of the dreams, even as she feels something damp at her side, where his arm rests around her.
There is a blow to the belly that does it though, waking her up coughing a bit. Sleep is not going to happen after this. Not if it keeps doing this.
She realizes he's saying something. Loved you? Left him? Something sinks deeper in her belly at that. Worse than a dream kick. She didn't mean to leave him. She didn't want to. Reaching her hand up to touch his cheek she stilled before she got to it. The wet at her side sank into her head at that point. She glanced down to his arm, seeing the slow seep of blood.
She was sitting up suddenly. "Ward?!" There was a mild tone of panic that hit her voice. She knows about these wounds. She knows why. She knows when. He's told her that much before, while they were still getting to know each other. Learning how fucked up they each were. "Grant!" She said his name gain, turning around so she can get a good look at his wrist, realizing the other one was opened up as well.
"Grant, wake up, baby. Oh god, what the hell..." She said as she grabbed for the sheets, starting to try and rip them with her teeth and hands, ignoring the pain in her lip as she did. her other hand shaking his shoulder. "Come on, baby, wake up for me..."
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As they sleep again for a bit, she can feel the weirdness in the dreams. She can feel the hits she takes in fights sink in deep. She finds it harder to let go of the dreams, even as she feels something damp at her side, where his arm rests around her.
There is a blow to the belly that does it though, waking her up coughing a bit. Sleep is not going to happen after this. Not if it keeps doing this.
She realizes he's saying something. Loved you? Left him? Something sinks deeper in her belly at that. Worse than a dream kick. She didn't mean to leave him. She didn't want to. Reaching her hand up to touch his cheek she stilled before she got to it. The wet at her side sank into her head at that point. She glanced down to his arm, seeing the slow seep of blood.
She was sitting up suddenly. "Ward?!" There was a mild tone of panic that hit her voice. She knows about these wounds. She knows why. She knows when. He's told her that much before, while they were still getting to know each other. Learning how fucked up they each were. "Grant!" She said his name gain, turning around so she can get a good look at his wrist, realizing the other one was opened up as well.
"Grant, wake up, baby. Oh god, what the hell..." She said as she grabbed for the sheets, starting to try and rip them with her teeth and hands, ignoring the pain in her lip as she did. her other hand shaking his shoulder. "Come on, baby, wake up for me..."