Yea, I have to admit, I don't like this one very well. sad I wrote it in basically no time flat. *sigh* Barely any dialogue here. It's based off of Sherrilyn Kenyon's book Acheron. This is taking place after Ash is injured by Artemis when she found out he had been with Tory. Just a pointless one-shot drabble. xD Anyway, I hope some can enjoy... Oh, I also don't know how much swearing I could put in before it went over the PG-13 rating of the site, so basically, I'll bleep out some of the words. xD
Realization
She looked at Acheron as he lay on the bed, his head turned so it was facing her. Everything moved so quickly! She met him, he pissed her off, she threw a hammer at him, he wooed her, she found out he was an Atlantean god.
And here he was, laying on her bed, bleeding terribly. He had just appeared so suddenly, asking for help; he had no other place to go.
Tory brushed his now-blonde hair back from his forehead and sighed heavily, looking over at Simi who was propped up against the wall, her feet vertical and above her.
"She's such a weird . . . girl." she mumbled, smiling slightly and turning back to the bleeding god. She placed an ointment on the whip marks and an anger rose up within her. How dare that b***h! She would kill Artemis for this.
Granted she could probably do no more than bleed on her fancy high-heeled shoes. But. . . . she would do something to that unfaithful goddess for harming her Ash like this!
Wait . . . her Ash? Whoa! Wishful thinking there, Tory. She berated herself mildly, pulling a dark-colored sheet over his back so that if the blood seeped through, it wouldn't be as noticeable. He gave a slight shudder and Tory bit her lip as she realized it: She loved this man. he seemed to trust her. After all, he had said that he didn't have anywhere else he could go. He had come here of all places.
"I love you, Acheron Parthenopaeus," He grunted slightly in response and Tory couldn't help but smile, stroking his hair again and then sitting back in her chair, picking up a book, waiting for him to wake up. Once in awhile she would glance over at the still-sleeping Simi and marvel at how the demon could sleep like that.
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I'm well aware that I do Sherrilyn Kenyon's writing no justice whatsoever! But at least I hope I made someone happy. blaugh Lol! Anyway, seeya next time!
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