Snippet #2737161

Hailey turned away from the window and frowned when she noticed Spyrth standing at the door, holding his side like it pained him. She bit back a sigh and pushed her legs toward him. As she got closer, his soft smile grew larger, and she could see him examining her. For injuries, perhaps. “Hey,” she greeted roughly. He moved forward again, but he stumbled, and her arms shot out to steady him. “You should be lying down,” she said sternly. He snorted and leaned in, giving a hug that was clearly more for him than her. She blinked and sighed, before returning it briefly. “Come on,” she said into his ear. “You took a nasty hit. You’re weaker than a human, right now.” She said amusedly. He snorted again, but pulled away and gave her a nod, before returning to Jonas in the other room.

Hailey, now alone, let her head droop. To be honest, she wasn’t much of a guardian. She probably couldn’t protect herself against a low-level demon right now. Feeling bile rise in her throat, she moved through the hallway to the secluded bathroom and locked herself in, before emptying her stomach into the closest thing around, luckily the toilet. She let out wet coughs and hissed in pain through her teeth as her chest burned. She squeezed her eyes shut while she pushed herself up, hoping for no more of her lunch to leave her system, and moved to the sink and mirror. Her eyes widened dramatically, upon seeing her face. Her black eye had healed but was still lightly purple. However, that wasn’t what she was concerned about. Her hair. A single thick strand that ran down her whole back was a shimmery white. Her eyes flashed red but fizzled to a creamy white before fading back to black.

No.

She lowered her head to the sink, struggling to keep tears in her eyes. Even though she was alone, she felt the need to cry a thing impossible for her to do. “Don’t cry, don’t cry, don’t cry,” she chanted quietly to herself, keeping her head on the rim of the basin.