Slaves To Substance

Tony and walked into the big and nice home that he lived in. I looked around. The house was quiet, empty. It was so pretty.

"Let's head to my room. There's a bathroom in there. I have a first aid kit." Tony explained as he grabbed my wrist gently and walked us passed the living room and around a corner to a door that he opened, presenting a queen sized bed, a desk with a laptop on it, guitars sitting against the wall, and a tv with a Playstation 3 connected to it. It was casual. It was definitely tony.

We both waltzed into his big bathroom and he sat me on the brim of the tub. I watched as he glanced at my wounds and sucked in a slow breath and pulled a first aid kit from the cabinet under the sink. He then walked over to me and knelt down. There was silence.

I really did feel bad for getting him into this. I really did. Nobody deserves to go through all of this. this is my business and now envy would probably go back to the lab and tell everyone about him. And I won't be the only one they want. My eyes flooded with hot tears. I looked down as tony opened the kit and pulled out a roll of gauze wrap, padding, and some Q-tips. I tried my hardest to blink away some tears as he gently grabbed my right arm. And wiped away the dried blood off my knuckles and on my arm with a hot rag.

". .who was that back at the park? What is The Hunt? Why did you two fight to the death?" Tony asked as he clear his throat quietly. I noticed he seemed much more calmer then before.

Where do I begin..? How do I explain this to him? Should I be blunt? Would he really want to know everything?

I cleared my throat as he dabbed my wounds with the tip of a Q-tip that had been drenched in alcohol. I ignored the sting as he began to patch that cut up and do the same with the others on my arm. I figured he'd use the gauze wrap for the slash on my thigh since it was the worst out of all of them.

"The hunt is a. . Messed up organization. It's full of wild, intense killers and insane scientists. . They're pretty secluded and agile so no one really knows about them unless someone were to have an encounter with them. And the girl I fought was envy. She's one of the killers and she's out for me. We've been fighting since day one. And none of those fights ended well. She and everyone in the hunt want me because I'm. .special." I explained quietly as tony listened and patched the rest of my cuts up and wiped the dry blood off of my thigh and began to work on the really bad wound on it.

"What else makes you so special besides that breath taking beauty of yours Reira?" Tony mumbles softly as he tilts my chin up gently, making my sad eyes look into his curious ones. My cheeks got warm.

". .well I um. ." I muttered as I rubbed my left arm gently and watched him take a piece of cotton and dunking it into some Alcohol. Once tony wiped it over my deep cut I yelped and bit my lip hard at the intense burning and stinging. Tony quickly apologized and rubbed my thigh gently, signaling me to relax. I shivered slightly at his gentle touch that left goosebumps on my skin. He told me to slowly raise my leg and I did so he could wrap the gauze patch around my upper thigh. Once he did he set my leg down gently and threw out the Cotton, Q-tips, and other used, bloodstained utensils in the trash. Tony then began to dab my cheek with a alcohol wipe since there was a cut from envy's boot slamming across my face.

"Go on and tell me. .did the Drasil tree chose you too. .?" He asked and leaned in a bit closer. I could smell his minty fresh breath and hear his concentrated breathing as he place a bandage on the cut.

It was surprising to me that he knew of the Drasil tree in San Diego. The tree known as the one that could grant eternal life. Which was true. But only if you are. .chosen. If you were lucky enough to somehow be captive by it. Maybe I should come out with my secret and what did he mean by, "Did the Drasil Tree chose you too?".

I breathed in slowly and said softly, "Well. I'm actually an immortal. .and my time fruit has produce not one but millions of others inside of me. That is why the hunt want me. They want what I have and once they get it they'll dispose of me just like they did with other humans." I exclaimed.

Tony's eyes widened slightly as he looked me in the eyes. There was more dead air.

"Tony. I'm sorry I got you into this. . I really am." I whispered softly and let some tears escape my eyes. Tony cupped my face.

"R-Reira. ." The young man mumbled. I looked at him and sniffed quietly.

"I-I'm immortal too. ." He confessed.

I stared at him in shock.

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