Chapter Fifteen
Twas Beauty
"That's enough. Dais, let go." Briar laid one hand on his arm. The growl in his throat died, and after staring at him with a look of deepest loathing, he dropped the man directly to the ground. Turning, he put one hand on the side of Briar's face.
"Your hurt." his voice cracked with unchecked emotion. Briar looked down and saw that the blood running off her side was red, as well as any washing off her head.
"The wound must have reopened." she looked down, calmly noticing that she was once again bleeding from the wound she had gotten months ago. Dais looked at her, the strangest glint in his eyes magnified as the rain continued to pummel them. He bent to her, lips just a centimeter away from hers. Long black claws gently brushing the wet hair plastered to her forehead. Briar smiled. This man, who could disembowel, rip and tear anything that got in his way, treated her so gently one would never know he was meant to do any of those things. Dais treated her like his books, the one thing he admitted was precocious to him. For the moment, the scene in the tunnels disappeared from their memories.
She leaned forward, trying to steal a touch from his lips. Briar was so close, the feeling of warmth from his lips so close she could almost taste the heat from it.
She was interrupted by Dais as he reared his head in a roar. Eyes wide she looked at Dais in fear, following his eyes as he turned toward his attacker. The thug Dais had let go of a minute before was now standing on his feet unsteadily. His face was bleeding from one side, and he stuttered as he talked.
"Th there y you you go. You y you fr fr freak!" he stumbled off into the shadows, just as his buddies scrambled after them. Each one licking his wounds as they ran off, tails tucked between their legs. Reaching one hand out after them Dais roared again, yet this time it had no substance. He was feeling weak.
Briar called to him, seeing him wobble on unsteady feet. "Are you OK..." She was caught off guard as he fell backwards into her. Crashing to the ground under his weight, Briar tried to land softly. Instead she hit the ground hard, and Dais slid onto the alley's cement. He moaned slightly, the only sign he was still alive. Briar crawled forward, trying to get to him. That was when she saw the knife.
Attempting to kill Dais as a last resort, the thug had shoved the knife into his kidney on the left side. Briar gasped, looking at what she knew was almost always a near fatal blow.
"DAIS!" she screamed, stopping at his side. All of his clothes were soaked, as he lay fully open to the rain now pouring on them. She shook him, trying to wake him up. "Dais get up! Come on, get UP!"
About to give up, he groaned. Opening one red eye, he looked over at her.
"Briar?" he called, surprised to see her still at his side. "Why did you stay? They are going to leave you alone. You can leave."
" I can't leave you here Dais. I just can't." she smoothed a dread that lay haphazardly across his face.
Dais looked down, lifting his neck to see what had happened. Smiling weakly, he sat his head back against the concrete. "Of course." he chuckled sadly. "The beast is always slain by the knife."
Briar shushed him, telling him to conserve his strength, but he did not listen. "Briar, go. You were right. Adam was right. I was being a monster, but it is the only thing I know how to be."
"Hush! You are the least monstrous person I know Dais. Adam was not right, he was wrong. Now hold on, I am going to find you a doctor." she stood, and ran to the alley's entrance. There in the distance was a glowing sign. She had seen it months before, when she had first entered the tunnels with Adam.
Recom Tech. It looked scientific, so she thought that it may help her..them. She hurried back to Dais,calling to his still form.
"DAIS! Are you still with me?" She fell to his side, looking to see if she could carry him to the building. Grabbing his arm, she pulled him up.
"Stop it." the whisper almost went unnoticed as she pulled him forward.
"Dais, you are awake?" she placed his arm over her shoulder, hooking her other arm around his side.
"Briar. Stop it. Leave me here." he had his head turned from her, eyes locked on something distant.
"Why should I?" she joked, trying to lighten the mood
"Because, I WANT to die."