96. Don't Want To Share

Jael threw himself into bed. The sheets felt tacky and he could hear even the slightest movements he made. He had taken a shower and he just wanted to sleep but found that he couldn't.

He laid still, clearing his thoughts but he still couldn't stop his mind from running rampant. The paler that had escaped was pretty worrisome, especially at a time like this. 

A huge part of him hoped this was some big coincidence and there was nothing to worry about but somehow he could tell something wasn't right, it might not be what he thought but he knew something was up.

Jael sat up with an exasperated sigh. The day was just starting and even though he was tired and badly needed to sleep, he knew he wouldn't be able to even if he spent time in bed.

He ran his hands through his hair. He wanted to leave her to herself, she had looked sick enough and it was obvious that she was in pain. However, he was used to sleeping with her warmth against his body.