You woke up in your bedroom, feeling groggy and drained of energy. You started to get up but you hear someone say, “No love, lay back down.” You didn’t listen to the voice and rubbed your eyes. “Sometimes you can be so stubborn.” The voice said jokingly. You looked to the voice and opened your eyes. On the bed sitting beside you, was Spike. His wound was partially healed and he wasn’t so pale anymore. He reached a hand toward you almost touching your face but you backed away, frightened, just remembering what had happened downstairs. “Don’t touch me.” You said harshly, turning...
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