I'll Fight For You

Jess's parents are more than understanding. They've let me have Aidan's room. They know what I am going to face and hard it will be. If my parents were like that it may be possible for me to go home. But I can't. Mom thinks I'm sick. She'd phone them again to take me.
According to Jaime they don't know I'm not in hospital anymore. I don't care though. There are other things I need to worry about. The attack has started. I can't stop it, I just have to try and survive it. The dreams are worse. Vic goes home for a few hours before he comes back and sleeps with me. We don't do anything, we just sleep. If they planted a dream in my head that made me want to wonder Vic is the only person that could keep me here.
Vic was sat with me in Aidan's room. I was on the bed with Vic's arms around me. My head rested against his chest and I stared away. I felt his fingers massage my temples and sighed. "Vic?" I asked.
"Hmm?"
"Remember when you found me at the hospital."
"I do." he nodded.
"I think if you weren't there that would have been it."
"You mean you would have killed yourself like before?"
"I think so." I nodded.
"I'm happy I found you. I could never lose you, Han'."
"Aren't you going to ask what they showed me?"
"Not if you don't want me to."
"They played in my head a memory."
"Of what?"
"Well, it wasn't my memory. It was Hannah Charlotte's. From when Robin left her."
"I'm sorry." he muttered.
"They said they loved one another. He said when he came back they would spend forever with one another."
"I'm going to spend forever with you." Vic said easily.
"Robin turned into you, Vic." I frowned.
"I'm never leaving you."
"Promise?"
"I promise." he smiled and kissed my lips.
"If I die-"
"Hannah." he stopped me.
"No, if I die I want you to be happy. I really love you, Vic. You need to be happy," I said. "Can you do that for me?"
"I don't know."
"Can you try?" I asked.
"Okay." Vic nodded.
"There's something I want to do." I explained.
"Like what?"
"I love you and I want it just in case. If I do die I want you to have that memory of me."
"Okay?" Vic said confused.
I stood up and walked over to the desk draw. I opened it and took something in my hand. I went back to the bed and took Vic's hand. I opened his palm and placed the condom packet in his outstretched hand. Vic's eyes widened and he swallowed hard.
"Han'..." he groaned.
"Don't you want to?" I frowned.
"Oh," he sighed. "Believe me, I want to. I really, really want to."
"Okay." I said disbelievingly.
"No, look," he muttered. "Nothing would be make me happier than to have you . . . like that . . . saying that . . . with me on . . ." he trailed away.
"Why not then?" I rushed. "I want it, Vic."
"You know what will happen. She'll come out. I can't put you through that."
"Please," I took his hand. "Vic, please."
"I don't want to hurt you."
"I'll be okay, I promise," I smiled. "Just do this one thing for me."
Vic frowned for a while and looked at the bed sheets. He eventually looked up and sighed. He tucked some hair behind my ear and kissed my cheek. "I'm doing this because I almost lost you," he told me. I nodded and Vic pulled away. He stood up and straightened the sheet on my bed. "If you feel like you're drifting you have to tell me."
"Okay," I promised. "But if I do, can you do something for me?"
"Like what?"
"Treat her like you treat me. Be sweet to her."
"I will." he said.
Vic sat down next to me and I wrapped my arms around his neck. Vic held my waist and leant in. I kissed him and he kissed back. At first it was gentle and soft. But as time went by it turned hotter. He was pressing his lips roughly against mine and his tongue was roaming my mouth. I circled his tongue with my own before we broke apart. Vic smiled and went to my neck. He started kissing and nibbling, making me moan. He bit down lightly on my collar bone and shoulder. I groaned and tugged at Vic's hair.
I fell back onto the bed and Vic lay down with me. He held me close to him. I started to kiss his neck, going all the way down to his chest. Vic made a noise of satisfaction. I pulled the t-shirt over his head and pressed my lips up and down his torso. Vic helped me sit up and I pulled my t-shirt off as well. I unhooked my bra and Vic threw it down onto the floor. He looked down at me and smiled gently. He took one of my boobs in his hand and I moaned while he kissed my chest. I could feel Vic pressing against my thigh. I slipped off my jeans and underwear. Vic saw and hurried to do the same. He reached for the condom and opened it. He rolled it on himself and moved to hover over me.
"Are you okay?" Vic asked. "Are you ready?"
"Yeah." I nodded.
"I love you, Han'." he told me warmly.
"I love you, please." I gasped.
Vic lined himself up before he slowly went inside me. I gripped his shoulders and sighed loudly. Vic moved a little until he was thrusting in and out. I wrapped my legs around him and tried to get closer to him.
"Hannah, shit." Vic moaned.
"Vic." I gasped into his neck.
I could feel everything inside me building. I've done this once before but it was nothing like this. I was shaking. Something was spreading all around my body, from my fingers to my toes. My nails were digging deep into Vic's shoulders. My entire body was tensing and shaking.
"I'm close." he told me.
"Me too." I managed to get out.
I felt him let go inside me. I moaned loudly. But just like before I felt myself getting more and more distant. He's finished. But how do I tell him? I can't wreck this for him. I can feel myself being pushed back.
"Vic," I rushed. "I'm going..." I said just as he pulled out.
My head snapped back and my eyes turned black. I arms went straight to my side. I couldn't move any longer. I saw Vic's face. His cheeks were flushed, his hair messy and he had a glow in his face. Vic picked my head up and placed it in his naked lap. He took my hands and squeezed.
"My head is too heavy for his hands." I rushed. I didn't know what I was saying.
"I know, Hannah. It's okay." Vic said.
"Are you the sorry sorry one?" I asked. "I need my medicine. I am so very very sick."
"I'm not the sorry one. Do you mean Robin?" Vic asked.
"Yes," I said. "Who told you he? Does he have a photo of me strapped to his gun?"
"I'm not sure, Hannah," Vic frowned. "Could you tell me what they showed you in the tomb?"
"Dark dark things!" I screamed. "They are the plague in my mind. They infect me like a cancerous curse."
"Did you see your parents and Step-Brother and Robin dying?" Vic asked. "That's how they got you there. They showed you your life without Robin."
"How do you know such things?" I said. "I saw things of torture to those I hold dear. They possessed and cut and pulled and picked."
"Then you found the knife. You killed yourself."
"I said sweet things and gave David my ring."
"Is David your Step-Brother?"
"He is a good, good man. He took my ring for the beautiful bounty."
"What did you say?"
"To hold dear and I do and a sorry, sad goodbye."
"I'm very sorry, Hannah."
"They are trying to take off my dress. Make them stop! They have needles and thread, soon it will touch my cold, dead heart."
"I can't stop them," Vic said. "Are they doctors?"
"They are here. Low, low men."
"It's not happening anymore. It's over." Vic soothed.
"You are kind but I am so very long dead." I breathed.
"Can I speak to Hannah Preciado? I need to make sure she's okay." Vic suddenly said.
Then my eyes turned back to blue. I gasped sharply and saw able to sit up. Vic pulled me close to him and kissed my cheek. "Han', you-"
"I . . . I remember," I choked. Vic sighed and held me close.

Notes

Hey! What did you think? They did it ;) thought you guys would like to read some action. What about when Hannah Charlotte took over? What about the words she said? What do you think will happen? :)