『 I Won't Run Anymore』

Part 15 ~ Talk

"You look pale belle."

I looked up to Mephisto who stared down at me with sharp eyes, his face unreadable. What changed his mood? Was he worried?

"No, I'm alright thank you."

"You can't lie to me belle. Pray tell what you were thinking of."

"Couldn't it be that I just feel unwell?"

"Of course not."

I scowled up at him, my fingers popping as they clenched further into the bed sheets. He raised his gloved hands in defence, tilting his head with a cheeky grin.

"Now don't look at me like that, you never let me finish."

I unclenched my fists, leaning back into my bed and folded my arms over my chest, waiting for an explanation. He smirked, showcasing his fangs to me.

"My, you do seem to have gotten quite catty lately.~"

"I have good reason to."

"It seems the shy little girl has died. You're holding your head high against us demons now."

"Get to your point Mephisto."

"Very well then. You can't be feeling unwell because you have already fully healed my dear."

"Because of-"

"Well yes, and no."

I clenched my jaw at being cut off again. I knew he was only trying to save my voice, but it was really starting to piss me off!

"Your Banshee powers are just for high speed healing. My exorcists and I have tended to the rest."

I looked away from him and out of the window, looking down at the passing students going to their classes.

"But still... I can't..."

I looked back to Mephisto who was patiently waiting for me to finish. My throat closed up for a second, tears forming in the corners of my eyes at the thought I was thinking... I didn't want to say it, but... I had to...

"I can't walk anymore, I won't be able to go for a jog, I... I won't be able to teach... not until I get used to a wheelchair. I can't cook on crutches so..."

My voice closed completely as tears fell from my eyes at the despair I felt. I tried to stay positive upon awakening. I know with some training and help I will eventually be able to do many things again on my own. But still... I had lost a leg, I had lost so many opportunities in my life! And it didn't help that it only happened recently, I hadn't grown accustom just yet! The tears continued to fall, a hiccup catching every once in a while.

"Stop those tears belle. As beautiful as they are much like the rest of you; I prefer you with a smile."

I looked up through my wet fingers to see Mephisto holding out a tissue to me. I took it and buried my left eye into it, keeping my right on him. I noticed that the tissue was actually a silken handkerchief.

"I just... never thought this kind of thing would happen to me..."

I watched him smile as he walked closer to my bedside, placing his hand onto the bedding.

"My belle. Do you really think that I would allow you to despair like this?"

Like he did with allowing his brother to almost butcher my friend? Like he sent him to attack me? Like all the other crap he's put me through and is probably still doing without my knowledge yet? I decided to keep my mouth shut for argument sake, I'm not in the right state of mind to be challenging this man. Not as if I am when I'm fully awake and well. I moved the silken cloth to my other eye to fully wipe the tears away before lowering it into my lap, he smirked at me and clenched the sheets in-between his long fingers.