Andy POV


I couldn’t do anything for her. I just sat at her bedside. Her hand in mind. She hadn’t even opened her eyes in days. She was getting worse and worse. Her body was cold as ice. Yet she would sweat. She mumbled nightmares that the poison was giving her. I had heard stories about this poison, but never had I witnessed it. It altered your mind, if your body didn’t fail from the poison then it would drive you to suicide. It slowly ate away at your brain and heart. It did other awful things as well. It left bruises and cuts where her skin used to be pure.

The guys did everything they could. Every day one of them would come and try to get the poison out of her. They did it with magic, they could take on a little bit at a time but if they took all of it out of her at once they would die.

Seeing the blood on the stone in the court yard was the worst feeling I had ever felt, emotionally that is. I wanted to say that I stayed by her bedside day in and day out because I felt horrible for letting her mother die. For leaving that day. I felt protective over her. And I failed. But I felt more for this girl. Her beauty still shone through even in the state she was in. Her kind heart still made me weak. CC would dare say that I loved this girl. And maybe I did? Maybe that was why I spared her that night as a beast.

I tried not to think too much. I just sat by her side. My head on her stomach, feeling her heart beat and her breathing. Her hand in mine. I starred at her. Letting a tear fall every now and then. The only person in my life to care and love unconditionally was leaving.

“Andy…” I heard Jake say. “She’s not going anywhere while you eat, or bathe.”

“I’m staying. She needs me.” I said.

“She’s not your responsibility. You don’t owe her anything.” He knew about her mother but obviously didn’t see it the way I did.

I kept my head on her stomach, rubbing my thumb over the back of her hand. “I do.”

Jake sighed, “I’ll bring you your food then. And today is also my day.”

Jake and Jinxx were able to take more out of her than CC and Ashley, they were more powerful and could defend themselves better. He left and soon came back with a sandwich. He set it on the nightstand next to Kenna. He walked over to the side I wasn’t on. I sat up and let him do what he did best. He placed his hands over her stomach and chest. Hovering. He threw his head back and a black fog rose from Kenna into his hands. He shook and sneered. The pain must have been unbearable. He hated Kenna the most, yet he was doing this for her.

He stopped after a minute or two and hung his arms loosely at his sides. He was breathing hard. “I’m only doing this for you.” He commented before stepping back out and closing the door behind him.

I took Kenna’s hand back in mine. “I’m so sorry.” I let a tear fall to the bed. “You deserve so much better than this.”

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