365 Days.

My eyes weakly open to look at the source of the voice.
“Chase,”
I whisper and feel energy leave me.

Chase’s rant about a fight ceases,
his brows furrow softly,
“Yes?”

I let my eyes slip shut again,
“Please,”
I murmur,
“Hush.”

A sigh from Chamber as he touches my leg,
“You better get well soon.
I’m bored.
I can’t tease you.
And you always sleep.”

I manage a weak smile.
“Chase,”
I only say softly again,
feeling fatigue take over and I succumb to sleep again.

When I awake again,
my vision is all blue.
It takes me a moment to realize my hair is in the way.
I’m too weak to move it,
but want to let them know I’m alive,
so I whine softly,
whimper and weakly call.

For five terrible seconds,
there is no reply,
then a soft grunt.

With a fever as high as mine,
I feel my blood freeze cold.

Mickel.

What’s he doing here?

I frown lightly,
“M-Mickel?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,”
He chuckles,
brushing my hair out of my eyes,
grinning down at me smugly.
“Hi.”

I need someone else in the room with me,
now,
I don’t feel safe.
“Where’s Magnus?”
My voice is hoarse and I weakly try to lift myself.

Strong hands push me back down,
“You’re not allowed to move.”
Mickel looks at me firmly,
“If you move,
you get more sick,
and I can’t visit you again.”

“Magnus!”
Panic lightly rises inside me,
my heart speeding up,
I can feel it.
When I realize I can’t move,
I start to thrash about.
“Magnus!”
I scream.

There’s a flash of darkness in my vision,
my breath is short.
I struggle more,
the covers suddenly tight around me,
holding me down to the bed like chains.

There’s a soft murmur of voices,
I catch a few words,
hot,
fever,
hallucination,
hyperventilating.

And then there’s a sudden breeze of air,
I stop struggling in the sheets,
they come away easily.
I look up,
slowing down my breathing,
look up into the face of an angel.

“Mother.”
I whisper.

Mother smiles,