Fantasy Vampire-Human CLOSED

[Fae13]

Peter growled as Nicholas and Damon continued to poke and prod at him, but Clark's hands and humming kept him from snapping, after what felt like hours, but really was only a minute or two, Nicholas sighed with a smile on his lips

"Well, it seems like we have good news...it is an allergic reaction, which means there is something we can do to help...Damon? Could you go grab the medical bag from the bottom of my closet, please?"

Damon was gone in a flash before returning with a black duffel bag. Nicholas went and dug through it before he found some extra strength allergy medications that a friend of theirs had made for situations just like this. The pills were larger than most and Nicholas paused as he thought, how much should he give Peter? He decided to play it safe with two before he turned and Damon already had a cup of water

"Clark, I believe you will be the only one who can give these to him without distressing him...we can help if you wish or we can simply give it to him and allow you to escape for a bit, it's up to you..."

 

[IvoryPalace]

Clark nodded. "I can do it, just what should I do?" She asked, she didn't really know how she could help. Or what exactly she should be doing.

 

[Fae13]

"Just put these in his mouth, as close to the back as you can while cradling his head and angling it back slightly, then all you'll have to do is stroke his throat to help him swallow as one of us pours the water into his mouth, you'll have to keep his jaw shut and his head still though...he might couch a little but that's pretty normal, you're the only one who he won't fight and simply accept the help from...though he might still growl...we're not completely sure..."

Damon was shifting back and forth on his feet nervously, his voice held the apprehension he was feeling...they at least were hoping Peter wouldn't fight her...honestly it was a long shot...

 

[IvoryPalace]

Clark nodded. "Okay, let me see them." She said and took the pills from him. "I'm going to make you feel better okay? But I need you to these for me." She said as she stroked his hair one last time and she kissed his forehead. She then opened his mouth and stuck the pills as far back as she could, and followed everything else she need to do.

 

[Fae13]

Peter knew deep in his mind that if he struggled as he wanted to, he'd hurt his mate...so despite the pills tasting horrible and him not wanting to swallow he cooperated with only the slightest of growls to show his distaste, though that didn't mean he didn't try to throw the colder hands off of him when they tried to steady his jaw and pour water into his mouth. The growl that ripped through his chest was the most menacing yet as he lashed out blindly with his hand poised like a claw, he managed to tear slightly into the colder person's hand and the water that had him already swallowing the pills spilled all over them as Peter choked as the pills stuck in his throat from not taking them with enough water and Damon yelped in pain and surprise as Peter lashed out at him unexpectedly. Damon didn't hold it against him, last time Damon had needed medical treatment while out of it he'd broken Nicholas' wrist on accident

 

[IvoryPalace]

Clark gasped as cold water spilled all over them. "Peter... You just had to be difficult." She sighed and shook her head. She sat up and brushed the wet hair from her face. "It may be time for relocation.." She said as she looked at the now really wet bed. "If you guy could change him into something dry, and move him to my room. If possible. I need to change, maybe even shower." She said and looked down at Peter. "Will you try and cooperate for me sweetie?" She asked Peter and kissed his forehead trying to calm him down. "It will only be a few minutes."

 

[Fae13]

Peter had drifted off deeper into slumber, the excursion he had done to lash out had left him drained and his instincts shutting down to sleep more. Both Nicholas and Damon nodded, they could handle him for a few minutes...right?

 

[IvoryPalace]

Clark got up and whispered. "Try to get him into dry clothes if you can, and to my room." She said before leaving the room. She went to her room, straight to her bathroom. She locked her bathroom door and got undress. She caught a glance of dark bruises on her body, one in the shape of Peters hand on her waist. She touched it and flinched slightly. I was sore. She quickly got in the shower and quickly washed herself, before going into her closet that was connected to her bathroom. She changed clothes and tried drying her hair the best she could with the towel. She had on a tank top and nike short.

 

[Fae13]

They had managed to get him into a pair of sleeping pants and a loose shirt, but Nicholas now had a blackening eye as he held tightly to Peters' legs and Damon had his arms locked around Peters' chest, snarls and growls escaping Peters throat as he strained and thrashed as much as he could in the limited leeway that he got now and again as he tried to break their holds on him. But once they entered Clark's room he seemed to calm some, his muscles were still tense and his head still thrashed now and then, but it was more as if he was actively searching for something or someone. They placed him on the bed and quickly jumped away in case Peter had decided to swipe at them again. Peter merely whined

"Damn we should have just brought him in here first thing...he's much calmer here..."

Both Nicholas and Damon were panting slightly as they slumped onto the floor at the foot of her bed...Peter was a handful...why had it had to be him to get sick?!

 

[IvoryPalace]

Clark heard a lot of rustling coming from her bed room. She opened her bathroom door, was in a sports bra, with a loose black tank top, and bright pink Nike shorts. She looked at Damon and saw his back and and laughed a little. "He is quiet a handful isn't he?" She said and went over to her bedside table, she opened the drawer and took out a bottle of advil. She needed it. She took the bottle of water that sat on top on the table and took two of the pills. She put the away and crawled into bed with Peter. It was still night, and she could feel she wasn't totally sober. She had a bad feeling when she woke up later she would have a massive hangover and she'd be seeing all that alcohol again.

 

[IvoryPalace]

Clark heard a lot of rustling coming from her bed room. She opened her bathroom door, was in a sports bra, with a loose black tank top, and bright pink Nike shorts. She looked at Damon and then at Nicholas black eye, "He is quiet a handful isn't he?" She said and went over to her bedside table, she opened the drawer and took out a bottle of advil. She needed it. She took the bottle of water that sat on top on the table and took two of the pills. She put the away and crawled into bed with Peter. It was still night, and she could feel she wasn't totally sober. She had a bad feeling when she woke up later she would have a massive hangover and she'd be seeing all that alcohol again.

 

[Fae13]

"You have no idea...this is him as a good patient..."

Damon then sighed before he helped Nicholas to his feet

"Thanks for looking after him Clark...it means a lot to us..."

Damon smiled before Nicholas nodded, a whimper from the bed drew all their attention, Peter was starting to wake up and was confused as hell as to where he was and what was going on

 

[IvoryPalace]

Clark brushed his damp hair out of his face. "Hey, feeling better?" She asked in a soft voice as she laid beside him in her bed. She kissed his cheek, and his fever was already better than before.

 

[Fae13]

Peter turned his face slightly towards Clark, as he slowly opened his eyes, pain flared sharply from the light so he closed his eyes tightly and groaned as he shifted to get slightly more comfortable

"what......What the hell....happened?"

Peter's voice sounded as if he'd swallowed gravel and he coughed, his throat was dry and his head still spun, but he was awake for the time being...

 

[IvoryPalace]

"Well, we got drugged at the club.." Clark said and stroked his hair, she liked messing with his hair, I was soft and smooth. "You got more of it than I did, and had an allergic reaction." She said and got up out of the bed and flipped the light switch off.

 

[Fae13]

Peter let an unamused chuckle leave his lips as he relished the feeling of her hand in his hair, a contented look coming into his face

"Yeah, that sounds like something that would happen to me... so... why am I... here..."

He knew he was in Clark's room simply by the smell, but as to the reason why.... it was a mystery. But he was drifting back to sleep quickly, the medications finally taking effect enough that the sleeping aspect of the medication was working. Nicholas and Damon had left sometime before Peter had fully woken

 

[IvoryPalace]

Clark looked back over at him to answer the question but she his eyes closed. She walked over and looked at the time on her phone 4:26am. She crawled into bed and turned off her bedside lamp, the room now totally dark. She closed her eyes and fell asleep in minutes next to Peter.

 

[Fae13]

Peter woke briefly once during the night, he simply pulled Clark who was now facing away from him flush against his chest and went back to sleep, but otherwise, his sleep was undisturbed until the next morning, when he woke again he felt worse than he had for the short time he had woken up. He had a full hangover going as well as the aftermath of his allergic reaction...that combination made for a very pissed off peter. He groaned loudly at the light filtering in through the curtains before he rolled onto his stomach and simply put the pillow over his head to block out all light and sound

 

[IvoryPalace]

Clark slept peacefully in Peters arms and didn't once wake up. Once he rolled over so did she, She was facing his back and cuddled up with him, one of her arms draped over him. As she moved to turn toward him her loose shirt pulled up, and big black and purple bruises showed, even the one with his hand print. She didn't dream that night, it was nice and restful, but when she would wake up, she would absolutely feel like crap. Which is probably why she was sleeping so well, because her mind knew she would feel terrible.

 

[Fae13]

Peter couldn't get back to sleep, no matter how much he wanted to or how bad he felt. So he began to sit up only to feel her arm draped over him. A Spark of warmth filled his chest as he looked over at her sleeping face, but as his eyes moved down her his heart turned to ice...he carefully reached out as if he was about to touch one of the bruises, yet his hand simply hovered over the one in the shape of his hand. Dread pooled in his stomach and he covered his mouth tightly with a hand as his eyes widened...he'd hurt her...oh god no he'd hurt her! Peter quickly scrambled out of bed and fell from the wave of dizziness from drinking too much, hand still covering his mouth so he didn't yell his grief and the pain he felt flair in his chest, and if he could cry, tears would have been falling silently by now. Peter got up and tripped over something again in the room as he backed away from the bed before he turned and ran to his room almost blindly, the door slamming and locking behind him. He knew it...he was nothing but a monster...a parasite...even when he tried to protect people they got hurt...he shouldn't even exist, but what could he do? Other than simply leaving, what other option was there open for him? Peter slid down the back of his door and gathered his knees to his chest, his forehead resting against his knees and arms wrapped around his thighs and shins as his fingers dug into his legs till the marks would scar

 

[IvoryPalace]

Once Clark finally woke up she realized Peter was gone. Her heart somewhat sank at the realization. She sat up, then she felt it. She was going to be sick. She quickly got up and ran to the toilet, she let all that alcohol leave her body before she flushed and then went and brushed her teeth. She felt better but still not great, she slugged herself over to her bedside table, and took out that advil again, taking a few more. She plopped herself down for the next 20-30 minutes until that advil started to work. Then she got up, Peter was in pretty bad shape last night and she wanted to check up on him. She walked the few door down the hall somewhat slowly and went and knocked on his bedroom door.

 

[Fae13]

Peter was still in the same spot on the other side of the door, he knew who it was and he couldn't risk her again, so he simply stayed quiet. he hoped she'd simply go away...she'd be safer without him

 

[IvoryPalace]

Clark knocked again. "Peter? I'm coming in." She said, she was worried something had happened to him. So she went and twisted the door handle, it was unlocked but wouldn't open. "Peter. Let me in." She said in a worried tone of voice. She was worried he was going back into what happened earlier.

 

[Fae13]

Peter gripped right over his heart through his shirt, her tone hurt him to hear...but he wouldn't let her in...he couldn't...Peter's voice was almost inaudible when he spoke, his voice once again sounded like gravel

"Please...just leave me alone Clark..."

He waited to see if his words had been heard by her as he bottled away his emotions, he wished he could simply become numb and not feel a single thing...maybe then this wouldn't have happened

 

[IvoryPalace]

"Peter.. Whats wrong?" Clark asked as she put her other hand on the wooden part of the door. She didn't quite know what happened. He just left out of the blue, and she thought she had done something wrong. "Did I do something?" She asked and bit her bottom lip.