Chapter 26 - Truth Revealed

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Zadkiel grabbed Abel’s hand and stared at his face for few seconds. He didn’t know what got over him and he closed his eyes, focusing on the pain he knew Abel would be going through. He just focused on the crease on his friend’s forehead and the yelp he’d let out when he’d wake up.

Suddenly, a pain shot up through the hand he was holding Abel’s hand as if he could feel his best friend’s pain. He whimpered in agony but didn’t let go of his hand. He could feel the coursing through his veins and his heartbeat picked up the pace. He just stayed glued by his friend’s side, holding the position as if he was frozen there and took in all the pain. He had no idea how he was feeling his friend’s pain but he was glad that he could. That way they could be together in this.

After few minutes, he couldn’t feel it anymore. He thought whatever the super ability he had, he didn’t have it anymore or maybe there was a glitch. He opened his eyes, revealing his hazel orbs from behind them and glanced at his unconscious mate who looked at peace now as if he was somehow aware that Zadkiel was right beside him.

It was almost 8 in the night when Abel finally decided to open his eyes again. By this time, Irvin had visited Zadkiel three times to ask Zadkiel if he needed anything but his reply was the same every time that he was fine and wanted to be left alone with his friend.

Abel’s eyes landed directly on the hair sprawled on his chest. He smiled when he recognized whose head it was that resting on his chest. He could feel his hand sandwiched between his best friend’s hand who was asleep, making Abel’s chest his pillow and snoring silently.

Another soft smile appeared on his face when his eyes travelled to the window of the room and he saw pitch darkness outside which could either mean that Zadkiel came back to visit him or he didn’t leave at all. The latter was what could’ve happened in his opinion because he knew Zadkiel so well.

He tugged his hand that made a movement in Zadkiel’s hand and the black-haired beauty let out a soft groan as he slowly moved his head on his chest before completely pulling back. He glanced at Abel who was smiling at him. Zadkiel’s sleepy face lit up as he grinned at his friend but then concern made an appearance on his face and his expressions fell.

“Hey… How are you?” Zadkiel whispered, leaning closer so Abel could hear him better.

“I’m handsome as always.” Abel winked at him, smirking. Zadkiel let out a breathy chuckle and looked at their entwined hands. Abel’s gaze also darted to their hands.

“You got romantic with me, eh?” He joked making Zadkiel blush as he instantly pulled back his hands.

“Just being a concerned friend. Sorry.” Zadkiel taunted, a smile pasted on his face but then again his face fell when he remembered that Abel would be in pain.

“Hey… are you really good? Do you feel any pain? I can ask the doctor to give you some medicine.” Zadkiel said in a worried tone. Abel smirked at him.

“Are you sure you don’t love me or something? Because if you want, you can kiss me. I don’t decline an offer from a beauty.” He again joked making Zadkiel hit him hard on his thigh but he laughed it off.

“I’m perfect. I promise. I don’t even feel a thing.” He answered Zadkiel seriously this time.

“Don’t lie to me. I could feel your pain. Maybe you’re high on painkillers that’s why you ain’t feeling a thing.” Zadkiel spoke.

“You could feel my pain? How many more powers you’re hiding?” Abel squinted his eyes at Zadkiel.

“I didn’t know about it until I held your hand and felt the pain you were going through.” Zadkiel shrugged.

“By the way, you stayed with me? Where is your mate? You chose me over him?” Abel questioned, looking around.

“Of course, I chose you over him. It’s bros before hoes.” Zadkiel smirked at Abel who couldn’t help but laugh.

“You just called him a hoe.” His laughter became contagious as he thought that Zadkiel cracked the joke of the century when he just said the statement every guy says. Zadkiel laughed along with him. As some really wise person said:

Laugh and the whole world laughs with you…

“I didn’t mean it that way but what can I say. The quote is made that way.” Zadkiel shrugged, chuckling. Abel was still laughing at it. Zadkiel couldn’t keep his laughter inside when he saw his friend having fits of laughter. He let it out and the two best friends just laughed like they just watched Father do cartwheels while wearing a 70-year-old granny dress and his tights were too stretched that they ripped apart.

“Zadkiel, I seriously don’t feel anything at all. Like I just feel sleepy. No pain.” Abel spoke after the laughter had died down and they were enjoying the comfortable silence.

“Maybe it’s that herb that doctor gave you.” Zadkiel guessed but Abel was thinking something else.

Abel sat up. Zadkiel tried to tell him that he needed rest but Abel dismissed it. He reached behind his head to unwrap the bandage. Zadkiel’s eyebrow’s furrowed and he gripped Abel’s hand.

“What are you doing?” He asked his friend totally confused.

“I want to see something.” He answered Zadkiel as he removed Zadkiel’s hand gently before continued unwrapping the bandage. He turned around once it was removed.

“Lift off this cotton and tell me what you see.” He told Zadkiel who looked at the back of his skull weirdly. What he meant by what you see? Of course, there would be a stitched gash. But still, he lifted the cotton pad off the spot. His eyes widened at what he saw in pure and utter shock.

The stitches were still there but there was no scar. It was like someone just stitched his healthy skin together. It was smooth and new.

He couldn’t believe his eyes because he was sure Abel hit his head so hard that it was bleeding. There were blood stains on his clothes to prove that right but now the skin was so new like he hadn’t hit his head at all.

“Stitches are here but the scar is gone,” Zadkiel murmured, staring at the spot.

“I knew it!” Abel excitedly turned around to face Zadkiel and he was looking at him in adoration. Zadkiel raised his eyebrow in question.

“You healed me.” He answered Zadkiel’s unspoken question. Zadkiel deadpanned at him.

“I’m serious.” He insisted.

“I didn’t do shit.” Zadkiel rolled his eyes, turning his back to Abel to stand up because Abel was healed and he had to tell the doctor about it.

“Remember you said you could feel my pain? I think you were sucking in my pain.” Abel explained to him. He looked back at his best friend.

“Bro, maybe that was some magical herb that doc gave to you.” Zadkiel shook his head.

“Magic? What about science huh?” Abel asked him smirking.

“What’s the science in me healing you?” Zadkiel folded his arms and arched his eyebrows.

“It’s your fucking anatomy. What science doesn’t know, is not always magic. Sometimes science can be ignorant too. I just think you’re blessed with some real powers.” Abel spoke, stepping out of the bed and walking to the table on which the tools were placed.

“You want to test it?” He asked Zadkiel, picking up the forceps and surgical scissors and turned around to Zadkiel. “Remove the stitches and make the mark disappear.”

“Are you mad? I’m not doing it. Let me call the doctor.” Zadkiel was about to leave when Abel grabbed his hand.

“Either you remove it or I’m gonna do it. Only, I can hurt myself removing it.” He gave a look to Zadkiel who huffed and snatched the tools from his hands.

Abel sat on the bed as Zadkiel focused on the stitches. He had never done this before but he had an idea how to do it. He held the forceps in one hand as he picked up the knot of the suture with the help of forceps and then cut it with the help of the scissors. He pulled the thread out quickly with the forceps. He repeated the action four times before he was done.

“Okay. What now?” Zadkiel spoke, throwing the used tools on the bed which was very insanitary but he didn’t care.

“Do what you did before when you felt my pain,” Abel spoke, turning around to face him. Zadkiel gave him a weird look but reached down to grab his hand. He closed his eyes but he felt nothing. He waited for few seconds but he didn’t feel anything. He opened his eyes and looked at the specks where there were stitches before but he could still see those marks.

“It’s not working. I told you it wouldn’t.” Zadkiel sighed. He wasn’t counting on it working but he still felt bad that it didn’t.

“You’re not focusing.” Abel huffed. Zadkiel rolled his eyes. He thought that he focused on his pain before and maybe that’s why it helped. So, he focused on Abel’s pain, trying to actually heal it. He still didn’t feel anything. He focused more and more but he felt nothing. He opened one eye and peeked through it at the marks of the stitches but they were still there.

“It’s not fucking working.” He let go of it and plopped down on the bed with a huff. He crossed his arms over his chest and pouted, glaring at the floor like it was its fault.

“Do exactly what you did before. I believe in you. I know you can do it.” Abel encouraged him but Zadkiel shook his head, still pouting and glaring at the floor.

“Zadkiel… I know you can.” Abel rested his hand on his best friend’s shoulder.

“I thought about how much pain you would be in when the sedatives would wear off, so I focused on your pain and I suddenly started feeling it but I can’t do it anymore,” Zadkiel explained to him.

“It’s because I’m not in pain anymore. Focus on removing the marks, like healing the skin.” Abel suggested. He was losing confidence himself but deep down he knew Zadkiel could do it and it was Zadkiel who did it.

Zadkiel exhaled, grabbing Abel’s hand again and closed his eyes. This time, he didn’t think about the pain but about the mark on Abel’s head. He kept himself calm and thought he could do it. He suddenly felt a weird feeling in his stomach and then it was gone. He peeked through his eyes, lifting himself to look at the place where the marks were and this time they were gone.

“I did it!” He shrieked, jumping up. He was shocked and proud of himself.

“I knew it!” Abel joined in with excitement. He pulled his best friend in a hug, jumping up and down like a kid. Zadkiel laughed and pulled back.

“But how?!” He asked Abel, gliding back on the bed.

“Maybe it’s because of who you are,” Abel answered, sitting beside him.

“What do you mean? Do you know anything?” Zadkiel could tell by Abel’s smirk that he knew something.

“Tell me?” Zadkiel begged him, making his smirk broaden.

“I wasn’t watching porn. I was doing research the other night.” He informed Zadkiel. Zadkiel’s heart was thumping against his chest as he didn’t know what he was expecting but he knew somehow that it’d be big.

“And…” Zadkiel dragged the word, keeping his eyes locked on his best friend so, he wouldn’t miss any expression.

“I found out who you are.” Abel smiled at him. Zadkiel didn’t question this time. He wanted to know about himself for years now. He wanted to know why he was different. He wanted to know who he was. So, he waited patiently for Abel to reveal and didn’t disturb him by asking questions.

“You’re a werewolf, Zadkiel.”

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