If It’s Magic | Chapter 9
A/N: I’m still alive and writing barely! But yeah that’s all, here’s the chapter hope you don’t hate it!!
Warnings: angst out the ass, mentions of self-harm
Translations: Et tu n'auras jamais à le faire, mon amour. = And you’ll never have to, my love.
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December 2015
Amira tried to keep her full attention on the psych professor as she droned on about how physical traumas can trigger people to manifest multiple personalities as a way to cope but found herself starting to doze off. By the time the class was over she nearly hit her head on her desk, she’d nodded off so hard. If not for Lucy grabbing her shoulder suddenly she just might have, the concern on her face clear as she saw something she never saw of her roommate.
“You okay love? You’ve been getting more and more lethargic these days.”
“Yeah I’m good, just need to try and get more sleep at night,” Amira reassured with a weary smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.
Truthfully, she wasn’t fine at all and she knew it. Ever since her and Jason broke things off after Halloween she’d been proverbially starving herself due to her emotions getting the best of her. She felt as if she wasn’t the way that she was then maybe she wouldn’t have the problems that she did with him, and was currently denying her very nature based on this thought. She thought she could go for longer than a month but she was already feeling the strain on her system. Amira was lethargic, having trouble concentrating, and growing worse by the day. That night when she tried to sleep her body temperature rose to a fever pitch, making her sweat and shiver at the same time. When she opened her eyes and went to go get another blanket she found that her body ached to the point that she couldn’t even get out of bed. Calling out for Lucy, she groaned internally at what she was about to ask her friend to do for her. When Lucy came in and saw Amira’s condition she immediately rushed to her side to check on her and was prepared to call 911 when she was stopped by Amira’s voice, the sound a weak echo of her normal self.
“Lu...call Xavier.”
…
“Alright nigga what the hell have you caught and why are you trying to give it to me?!”
Daniel nearly flipped over the back of the couch at the sight of Xavier coming towards him looking slightly pale and rather unkempt. He seemed like he hadn’t had a good night’s sleep in weeks and it was finally beginning to catch up with him and frankly, Daniel was a little nervous about his roommate’s well-being. At the look on his face, Xavier sat down on the couch and began to explain what was happening to him.
“I’m not sick. Not in the sense of having a virus, at least. I’ve been feeding a bit less these days and it’s starting to kick my ass. I might call someone over or something because if I go too long without feeding it could kill me.”
“Well shit, it looks like it already killed you about three days ago.”
Just when Xavier was about to give a snarky reply, his phone rang with a call from the last person in the world he expected. When he answered the phone however, he was surprised to hear what sounded like Lucy crying.
“Hey Lucy, what’s wrong? Is everything ok with Amira?”
“X, I don’t know what to do with her! She’s got a fever and she’s shivering and she looks like she caught the deadliest strain of the flu she could find. I was gonna call an ambulance but the last thing she said before she passed back out was to call you...please get here, I don’t know what to do.”
“What?! Alright, I’m on my way I’ll be there in like 10.”
Before Daniel could even ask what was going on Xavier got up and bolted for the door, not even bothering to lock it behind him. Once he reached the apartment he knocked hard enough to almost be mistaken for the police and was almost immediately met with Lucy’s tear-stained face, obviously confused about what to do in this situation. He moved past her with purpose towards Amira’s room, leaving Lucy to close and lock the door before following on his heels.
“X, wh-what’s going on? What’s wrong with Mira? I’ve never seen her like this…”
Xavier turned to Lucy as he sat on the side of the bed, trying to calm down the racing of his heart at the sight of Amira before him.
“Please breathe, I need you calm right now. Has Amira been feeding regularly?”
“Um, I’m not sure. I know she hasn’t been hanging around anyone like that since she broke up with Jason really.”
Xavier nodded slowly, ignoring the flutter of hope that shot through his heart and continued his questions. “And how long ago was that?”
“I wanna say a month or so ago. I could tell she was sad about it and taking a break from romantic activities.”
He sighed, looking over Amira before pressing his wrist to her forehead, a tip from his mother for checking someone’s temperature. She was hot to the touch and definitely running a fever, though she was obviously putting up a good fight. It didn’t take long for Xavier to figure out what he needed to do, but that didn’t make it easy. He could feel her aura getting weaker as he sat at her side, thinking to himself that this was not how he planned to eventually woo her back into his arms. After reassuring Lucy that she’d be fine he asked her to give them some privacy. With a soft sigh, he leaned down and kissed her forehead, followed by her closed eyes, nose, cheeks, and finally her lips. The butterfly kisses brought her back to almost full consciousness, though it was clear she was still very weak. When she opened her eyes to see his concerned face, she started to speak.
“You came...I wasn’t sure if you would.”
“I don’t know what made you think I wouldn’t. Why have you been starving yourself, mon petit?”
Amira looked away from his gaze, the sincerity and care in it too much for her to take at that moment. She felt the tears involuntarily well up in her eyes and turned away to hide them, a whimper falling from her lips when he gently pulled her chin to look back at him. As if she was under a spell she started to tell Xavier all that had been in her head. Her insecurities, her pain, her anger, everything. By the time she finished her tears streamed freely as she sweat and shivered at the same time, Xavier listened patiently while waiting for her to finish.
“How could anybody be willing to deal with this,” she said with a sigh.
He shook his head with a humorless chuckle and caressed her face.
“You make yourself sound like a burden when you’re a gift. Nothing about you needs to change, you are a precious jewel just as you are. I’m sorry that you ever had to think otherwise.”
With those words, Xavier leaned down and kissed Amria once more, though this time with purpose. She could feel his energy changing and flowing into her, and her body responded in kind. Her fever started to break, though her skin grew hot for different reasons as they continued to embrace. He pulled back and broke the kiss for a moment to stand and take off his shirt, pants, and shoes before climbing into the bed with her and holding her tight. Amira shivered to his body against hers after so long and a part of her wanted to reject what he was trying to give her but before the thoughts that got her into this dark place could take over he leaned in close and whispered into her ear.
“I don’t have all the love that you deserve, but I’m going to give you all that I have. Please don’t leave me again…”
The Morning After
Amira woke to the smell of bacon, eggs, and pancakes with a low groan, her head throbbing as if she had a hangover. When she opened her eyes to look at the clock it read 11:00am and there was a rather large glass of water next to it with a small note that read “Drink Me :D” The sight made her realize that her mouth and throat were dry, so she sat up and began to drink it, gulping the water down in almost record time before sighing with pure relief. As she got her bearings she slipped out of bed and slowly made her way towards the scent of food, surprised to find Xavier in her kitchenette dancing about while flipping pancakes and humming along to whatever tune was in his head. It didn’t take long for him to notice Amira since the moment she stepped out of her room Lucy shot up from the couch and ran over to her almost frantically.
“Oh my God, I’m so glad you’re okay! Bitch don’t ever do that again!!! Trying to give me a fucking heart attack!!”
Amira snorted a bit as Lucy hugged her and tightly and held her nearly to the point of pain, though she still looked over at Xavier from time to time. He turned off the stove once he finished breakfast and came over to help pry one roommate off the other.
“Good morning, sunshine. I’m glad you’re okay too, though I may have called in some reinforcements just in case.”
Amira finally spoke then, sounding more like herself than the night before. “Reinforcements? Who the hell did you call?!”
As if on cue a loud knock came to the front door followed by a familiar voice yelling, “EITHER OPEN THE DOOR OR I’M KICKING IT DOWN!!”
A light shuffle followed that statement along with a rather hard smack that had Amira going over to the door to open it up before a fight broke out. What she saw didn’t surprise her much, if at all. Her entire family had come, looking as if they saw a ghost when she opened the door for them. Francois was rubbing the back of their head from where Pauline had smacked them for threatening to kick down the door, Hannibal looked rather exhausted as did Jonathan and Will, Diana nearly tackled her daughter and Elisha simply sighed watching the rest of her family and their various reactions. Before Amira could get a full word out her mother was checking her eyes and body for any signs that she wasn’t okay while everyone else began to file into the apartment. Francois went past their family and right up to Xavier who stood by with Lucy, punching him square in the kidney before anyone could stop them.
The demon in question doubled over with a low grunt followed by a groan of pain, but he made no moves to hit Francois back.
“Fair enough, I had that coming,” he coughed out before moving back towards the kitchen.
Amira called out to her older sibling with a groan while Pauline smacked them on the head yet again and Diana continued to check and dote on her daughter. Once she realized the young woman was overall okay despite her condition when Xavier called them late that night before she backed off to give her some air.
“You seem to be fine for now, but do you care to tell me what happened here?”
"I...was starving myself. After things ended with Jason I just felt so worthless and I didn't know how to handle things…"
Everyone listened intently and looked on with judgment-free faces, though when her eyes connected with Xavier's she saw a pain that wasn't hers. A pain that was covered with an anger that she could feel across the room. It wasn't until he made his way back over then he began to speak, voice low and deep.
"Amira...do you have any idea what would've happened to me if you died?"
She opened her mouth but closed it when she couldn't find an answer for him. Diana let out a soft "oh no..." before he continued.
"We are bonded, even when you block me. You hurt, I hurt. You feel, I feel. You die...I die. Not physically, but something much worse. I would literally lose my fucking mind if you died, Amira. They'd have to commit me because my brain can't logically comprehend life without you in it."
Amira and Xavier locked eyes once more and she felt like her heart was shattering all over again. She felt tears but realized her face wasn't wet yet, it was him who was crying silently. Just when she reached out for him he turned away and started to walk towards the door, only stopping when she ran over to stand in front of him.
"Xavier, I'm sorry. I didn't think about anyone but myself and I was wrong for that.."
He didn't meet her gaze until her hand touched his face, red eyes filled with more emotion than he could verbally express. With a shaky voice, he answered her, his entire body trembling.
"I d-don't wanna imagine life w-without you…"
"Et tu n'auras jamais à le faire, mon amour."
Without another word, they hugged for the first time in forever and Amira opened her heart to him in a way she hadn’t since they broke up. The influx of emotion they both felt nearly knocked the air out of the two young demons as they held each other like it was the last time they’d see each other. Lucy and most of the Lectors looked on with teary eyes at the blatant display of love until a familiar sarcastic voice spoke up.
“It’s about damn time you two got it together. Now, what did the tall one make for breakfast because we drove all night to get here and I’m hungry as hell.”
Amira pulled back from Xavier to look at her brother with a dry expression. “Jon...you’re always hungry. Damned bean pole.”
“Don’t hate, short stuff. I’ll put you on the top shelf and leave you there.”
The cackle that sounded from Francois resulted more so from the look on Amira’s face than Jon’s remark but before things could escalate Xavier pulled away from her to grab plates and utensils for everyone.
