(Don’t hate me please…)
Eve reached out toward the Barrier as she neared it, but just before she passed through, she felt something dig into her back. It felt like nothing at first, then pain flamed out to what felt like every nerve in her body. Her momentum carried her over the Barrier, and the Burned One screeched and turned back into the woods. Eve curled into a ball on the ground and whimpered. “Anya…”
"eve!" Anya's eyes burned with tears as she watched in horror at what happened. She scooped the other up and ran to the office, " PLEASE! HELP ME!" she called through tears
Headmistress Dowling was seated behind her desk, having a conversation with Specialist Headmaster Silva, who was seated on the arm of one a couch, when Anya burst in, carrying Eve. At the sight of a student injured, Dowling and Silva shot to their feet. Both of their faces turned worried in an instant.
“What happened?” Dowling demanded, making her way around her desk with intense speed and heading right for Eve and Anya.
Eve’s expression was contorted in pain, and she was gritting her teeth tightly so she could try to manage the immense burning she felt spreading through her body from the spot of the wound.
" the.. she.. she wanted to g..go i .. i couldn't .. you said… th..the burned.. scratched.." she said as she started to hyperventilate. everything was to loud
Dowling extended her arms and took Eve from Anya’s grip. Her gaze turned to Silva. “Get Ben,” she demanded, and Silva was out the door without another second passing.
With that handled, Dowling looked to the hyperventilating Anya. “Sit,” she ordered calmly and kindly.
anya shook her head and started pacing " i.. im so sorry.."
Dowling looked from pacing Anya to Eve, who suddenly seemed very delicate in the headmistress’s arms and unlike her normal self. “What were the two of you doing outside the Barrier?” she asked sternly.
" she wanted to take me some where.. i dont know where.." she said shakily
“Anya, you know better.” Dowling’s tone slipped into one of disappointment.
“It was my fault,” Eve managed to say. “Not her.” She gasped in pain, and Dowling readjusted her grip, making sure she wasn’t touching the wounds.
" eve hush. i was me, im sorry.." she said and lowered her head.
“I made her go,” Eve gasped. “She didn’t want to.” Her eyes filled with tears. Veins along her neck were beginning to turn dark.
Dowling’s eyes widened at the sight, and she gently sat down, guiding Eve to sit beside her.
anya sat beside eve, still crying. she interlaced her hand with eves. " im sorry.. i should have said something.."
Eve looked over at Anya and smiled weakly. “It’s not your fault,” she whispered. “I told you I would protect you, and I did.” She gently squeezed Anya’s hand as the door to Dowling’s office flung open to reveal Headmaster Silva and Professor Harvey, who was holding two vials, tweezers, and folded cloth.
Dowling rose and went to stand beside Headmaster Silva. She began to whisper to him while Professor Harvey replaced where Dowling had been. “Alright, this may hurt a bit,” he said calmly, and the next thing Eve knew, her wound seared with pain. She cried out and squeezed Anya’s hand again.
anya started to cry again. "its going to be okay.." she didnt think she could take much more of hearing her in pain like she was.
Eve nodded. Even in her pain, she was overwhelmed by her ability sensing Anya’s worry. She felt strong emotions coming from both Dowling and Silva as they exchanged murmurs back and forth, and Professor Harvey may have been showing a calm appearance, but he was terrified. She cried out in pain again as another cloth pad of Zanbaq was applied.
" ive got you.." anya said shakily.she looked back at dowling, with a bit of confusion she wondered what she needed to do
Dowling sensed Anya’s confusion, and she appeared to wrap up her conversation with Silva. “Anya?” she called the girl as Eve gasped again, gritting her teeth to cope with the pain.
anya looked to eve, and back to the teacher before walking up to the headmistress " i-.."
Dowling tilted her head toward the door, indicating Anya to leave the room. “We’ll take it from here—”
“No,” Eve groaned, summoning enough strength to turn and look at the headmistress. “Let her stay.” The two shared an intense look, before — surprisingly — Dowling relented. Instead, she and Silva left, closing the door in their wake.
anya went back to holding eve " im here.."
“I need you,” Eve whispered.
Professor Harvey watched the pair interact briefly before focusing back on tending to the cuts.
Eve hissed through her teeth and stiffened as another pad was pressed against her skin. “How bad is it?” she asked Anya weakly.
" that doesnt matter right now.." she said quickly and placed her forehead on eves. she remebered her favorite song, letting it play in her head ( sunset lover -petit biscuit )
Eve didn’t recognize the song, but she let Anya’s familiarity calm her.
“That’s all I can do for now,” Professor Harvey’s voice reached her. “Let me go get some fresh bandages. I’ll be right back.”
The second the door shut behind him, Eve let her guard down, and she burst into tears.
anya sighed " im so sorry.." she said ad held eve
Eve sobbed into Anya’s shoulder. “You… You tried to t-tell me,” she managed to get out. “I… should have listened…”