Not-healing

NOVA

I couldn't sleep. I was lying in my bed with my eyes open, and I stared at my trembling palms. I hurt someone. My powers had always served to heal people, but for the first time in my life, I used magic to cause pain. I watched blood flowing from their mouths and the wide streams of red covering their fingers, and I felt no regret. They deserved it, and attacking them was the best kind of defense I could think of. Even so, deep in my mind, I felt that I had crossed a line I had never thought I'd cross.

I wished I could have told Felix what happened. That lack of signal around the packhouse was pissing me off even more than before. I needed him to comfort me. I needed him to hug me and say that I hadn't done anything wrong. I needed him to tell me that we would be together again soon. I needed him...

The stress must have drained me at some point because the next thing I knew, the alarm clock roughly pulled me out of my dreamless sleep. I rolled out of bed and forced myself to do m