forum My Dysfunctional Family, But I Wouldn't Have It Any Other Way

Started July 18, 2018 by Deleted user

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"Come on!" Her eyes turned gold and the healing power increased tenfold.

Finally, whatever Trinity had been doing to help worked. Everything stopped. Stomach churning, he put a hand to his head to try and steady himself. Swaying slightly, he completely slumped against the wall, heavily panting for breath.

The angel saw that her work was done. What was left of the power, most of it had completely drained from her system, retreated back into her and she collapsed to the floor, unconsious.

Seeing the angel fall, Asher quicky jumped up, wincing, and crawled over to her. “Trinity, Trinity! Are you alright? Wake up!” He gently placed a hand against her neck to check for a pulse, and sighed with relief when he found it.

Her eyes flickered. "Mmm? Asher? What happened?"

“Hang on a minute,” he muttered to her, before scooping her up in his arms and carrying her into his room and gently placing her on his bed. He grabbed the chair by his piano and sat a few feet away from her before saying,”You, you helped me.. Thank you so much..”

"It… was nothing," she replied softly. "I have… the power to heal… I may as well us it."

“Still,” one of his rare smiles lit up his face. “You, you have no idea what it means to me. Thank you.”

"You're welcome," she whispered faintly.

Genuine worry in his voice, he leaned forward and asked, “Are you gonna be alright? Is there anything I can do?”

"I'll be fine. Just a little rest," she said with a small smile.

“Oh, alright then. I can leave if you want…?” He glanced between her and the door, honestly wanting to stay with her.

She didn't know what she was thinking, but the word escaped her lips without hesitation: "Stay."

Happiness flooded his chest at her choice. Smiling once again, he replied quietly, “All right, I will.”

"Thank you," she murmured, a smile settling on her lips.

“Of course.” He reached out and lightly squeezed her hand before he could think. “I’m honored to stay with you, to be honest.”

"Really?" she wheezed. Calm down… control your breathing…

Realizing he still had her hand, he let go and pulled back. “Oh, uh, yeah, really.”

She reached tiredly out for his hand. "Why did you say honored?"

“Well, uh, because, well, no reason.” He started to panic, not sure if either of them were ready for the truth.