Time to accept help

Sayomi pulled her head back as he touched her face. Her eyes widened as she looked at him, confused as everything came flowing through. She grabbed his hand softly, feeling the heat from his hand in hers. She closed her eyes, and just felt everything that was going through her body. She just let all her confusion, and her past love, and something that she shouldn't be feeling. When he had touched her cheek, something seemed to spark on her skin. She didn't know what, or why, but it was something that she hadn't felt in a long time.

"I only wish that that was true Demetri..." She looked him in his eyes, fascinated by the way that they looked. The color, the shape.. The way that she saw herself in them. "When you have lived as long as I have... There is no way that you could get by without doing horrible things.." She looked back down, at her thin figured. She knew that she looked sick, but she just couldn't bring her to eat. When ever she did, human, or human food, it always made her feel sick. It was too angry or depressed lately to eat.
 
Demetri noticed how her cheek evidently leaned into his warm hand. The way she held it with such gentleness made his heart beat slow down. No woman ever had that effect on him. "What if I told you I've seen worse?" he murmured, his voice faltering. "I haven't done anything horrible yet, I guess everyone has a different breaking point in their life," he added after a few heavy, silent moments. He looked down at her figure as well, seeing that her bones were beginning to protrude.

[sorry this one is a tad short. :\]
 
She let herself look at him, her eyes still watering. The tears never fell from her eyes. She was still trying to figure out what all was going through her mind. She felt responisble for some much, an now on top of that, Sayomi was feeling things, or thinking things that she knew she shouldn't be even debating. She looked away, even more ashamed. "There is nothing worse then causing the death of your own child." Sayomi said with a sigh as she rolled over. She didn't want to talk. She just wanted to crawl into a dark place, and wait for everything to pass. She crossed her arms over her chest, and just laid there, as she looked at the wall.
 
Demetri had to think for a moment, wondering if what he heard was the truth or not. The way Sayomi turned her body showed she didn't want to talk about it. He wouldn't push it any further. He held his breath, looking over at her laying there. Anyone who would see her this way would think she was lifeless, but he knew better. If she need anything, he was here. For now, he would stay silent and simply watch over her until she needed him. He got comfortable, letting his mind run wild.
 
Sayomi kept her eyes closed, soon enough she was asleep. Her body was exhausted, and for whatever reason, Sayomi felt comfortable. She had yet to discover why. Her body had forced her to sleep before she could carry on even thinking.

Her body went to the closest spot of warmth on the bed. Her skin usually cold, but becuase of what she was, or more how she was made, she could retain some heat, especially now. She was upset, and had some alcohol and drugs in her system, each one making her body work harder, thus heating it up. She rolled over, cuddling close to him. Even in her sleep she knew it was odd, but it was calming.

Marcus walked into the pub, talking with Micah. Micah had finally found his way back. The guards were heading east instead of their way. They talked for a few moments, and then Micah froze when he saw the two cups. "Where is Sayomi?" He asked frantically. He didn't know how drugged she was. Marcus just nudged his head towards the same room that she stayed in. He ran down the hallway quietly, and bent down as he opened up the door. He didn't know what was happening. He heard no noise, and stood. There was the werewolf, and his sister. They seemed to just be sleeping. He gave the werewolf a glare, and then closed the door. She was tired, and drugged. She didn't know what was up anymore he figured.

He walked down the hallway "They are sleeping together! Like literally just sleeping... How should I feel about that?"... He said lowly to Marcus. He was confused, and angry.
 
Demetri had soon fell asleep, his mind filled with exhaustion as much as his muscles. He hadn't heard what Micah had to say about them sleeping near one another, and if he had heard...he frankly wouldn't give a damn. He would tell no one, but he slept so peacefully it was almost a miracle. Was the reason Sayomi? If it were, it wouldn't surprise Demetri. He felt some sort of attraction toward her, but it could only be for the stress they are all being placed on. He didn't want to figure it out, in fear of ruining anything. For now, he slept peacefully. It felt amazing to him.
 
Not too long after falling asleep, Sayomi julted away, nightmares enveloped her dreams. She sat up, holding her head, tears falling to the bed. She thought that they would have stopped already... She rocked back and fourth for a few minutes, unsure of if she actually wanted to stay. She could just get up, and leave. No one would know. No one would care. She knew that it was the smartest things. She looked down at Demetri and sighed. She didn't want to leave him.. There was something that kept her from wanting to completely wanting to leave.

She looked down at him, sighing once more. She laid down again. She let her arm go over him, and moved closer to him. She decided that she could just wait until it was morning. She figured that she would just tell him instead of just leaving.
 
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