The pain was getting worse. Making his head spin a bit. The adrenaline had long worn away, leaving only the ache in his head from where it pounded, the sharp, stinging pain every single time he breathed in, the fire in his gut that was trailing up to his lungs and making keeping his eyes open an extremely difficult endeavor. He wanted to sleep, just drift off and sleep off the pain of being stabbed multiple times in the stomach and possibly once in the chest. He honestly wasn’t quite sure where or how bad his injuries were, just that they were making things extremely fuzzy and a little white around the edges of his vision.
He had vaguely heard Davis speaking quietly and frantically on the phone to someone, though the words had been completely lost on Pete as he slipped in and out of a coherent and conscious state. The only thing that he knew was that every time his eyes slid closed for more than a few seconds, Davis was shouting at him, making him wince as a pain flared in his head, and blink his eyes back open to try and focus on the man who looked rather panic-stricken.
At some point, someone had stripped his shirt off, though he didn’t realize it right away. It was only after Davis had shoved the window to his office and the cool night air wandered in, creeping over his bare skin and making him shiver. He was exposed and each breath hurt and honestly, Peter was starting to wonder if he actually had died. He was laying in wait for his judgement from the devil, because no God would let him into heaven.
He thoroughly believed that, too. With everything he’d done, he was destined for Hell. Those were the thoughts swirling in his mind as he lay on the itchy carpet under him, staring at the ceiling of his office and wandering in and out of conscious with the occasional demand from Davis that he wake up. He barely heard the office door open and close, barely realized he was alone for a moment before the door opened again, and this time Davis’ face appeared in his vision for a moment before another was there, and his eyes widened slightly, breath catching and... “Are you an angel? Because you’re radiant.”
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