Logan
Ben rolls his eyes then turns towards me.
"Purifiers got you bad, huh?" He asked.
I just glared and the small voice inside me laughed. They think they're getting rid of me. I might go away but you will always be a monster
"This might take a while." Heather warned Zoey.
Zoey nodded and took my hand. "You're gonna be okay, babe."
I squeezed her hand and tried to relax. Ben held his hands over me and closed his eyes. At first I didn't feel anything and I wasn't sure if it was working but then I started to feel a small tug from inside me. Almost like he had reached inside me and began to tug at my lungs. At the same time, another sensation was crawling up my legs. It felt like someone was pouring gel over me. It cooled me down and helped regulate my body temperature.
Ben's hands started to shake and his eyebrows furrowed together. The more he concentrated the more he shook. The tugs became more powerful and I grunted.
"The vomiting and temperature spikes are easy to cure," Heather explained. "But the violent tendencies.. not so much. It's like a whole different person inside of him and Ben has to pull him out."
I winced at another pull and black spots took over my vision. The pulls turned into yanks and with each one I lost consciousness. One more pull and I blacked out.
*****
When I came to, I didn't feel any more pulls and Zoey was standing over me obviously concerned.
"Logan?" She whispered and took my face in her hands. "Logan, can you hear me?"
My head was spinning and I was having a hard time not seeing double Zoeys.
"Am I cured?" I mumbled.
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