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TRIGGER WARNING - talking about seizures, implied inappropriate stuff, mention of epilepsy

Evan POV
I finally regained consciousness and control over my body.  What just happened? 

My body was still shaking a bit, but just from nerves now.  When my vision cleared, I was on the floor, everyone staring at me with a concerned expression. 

"What...what happened."  I mumbled, my tongue feeling strange in my mouth.

"You had a seizure." Patton said softly, a fatherly concern in his eyes. My eyes filled with tears as I realized what happened.

"Oh...oh goodness...I...I'm so so sorry...I didn't...I didn't mean to seize again...oh gosh..." I mumbled, breaking down into tears. Shame filled me.

"It's not your fault," Emile said gently. "You can't control that kind of stuff."

My tears only increased because I knew I shouldn't have touched Remus. I knew that it would trigger me, but I'm so stupid.  My first time meeting Thomas, and I have a seizure. Why do I have to be like this?!

"Evan,"  Logan said, kneeling in front of me, snapping me out of my thoughts.  "I'm going to need you to listen to me and answer my questions.  I need to make sure you don't have any brain damage considering how severe that seizure was."  I nodded absentmindedly.

"I need you to try to regulate your breathing, and let me know if you can't." Logan told me. I nodded again.

"What's you name?" 

"Evan." 

"Where are you?"

"My house."

"When did this seizure happen?"

"A few minutes ago."

"Who am I?"

"Logan."

"Okay, that's good." Logan mumbled to himself, standing up. "How are you feeling right now?"

"Numb." I mumbled.

"Can you elaborate?"

"My head hurts. Everything aches. I feel nauseas." I told him, rubbing my eyes.

"Is your eyesight okay?" Logan asked, noticing how I was rubbing my eyes.

"Yes, I'm fine." I told him. "I get these enough to know how to help myself."

"How often would you say you get these seizures?" Logan inquired, now writing stuff down in a little blue notebook.

"A lot."  I muttered, now feeling even more ashamed of myself.  I know exactly what triggers me, but it will make Remus hate me. 

"How often?"  Logan asked, making me sit in silence.  I had to count. 

"At least once a week."  I finally answered, looking down at the floor in shame. 

"How severe would you say they are?" 

"Sometimes I just get headaches, sometimes I just twitch, sometimes I seize a bit, something I do what I just did."  I answered bitterly, hating myself for this. 

"Are you epileptic?"  He asked. 

"No,"  I answered, causing Logan to look up surprised.  He had an emotionless face, but I could see the confusion in his eyes.  I could practically hear the gears in his brain turning as he tried to figure out how I have seizures so frequently without having epilepsy. 

"Are you aware of what triggers you than?"  Logan asked. 

"Yes."

"Can you elaborate?"

"But you don't have to if you're not comfortable telling us." Emile said gently, acting like the therapist he was.

"It's okay." I mumbled.

I sighed and drew my knees up to my chest.  I hugged them and laid my forehead against my knee caps.  I'll have to tell them, otherwise they won't believe that I'm not epileptic.  But I didn't want to see their faces when I did.

"I'm not epileptic. I will tell you for a fact that I do not have epilepsy. I know that sounds weird, but just listen and I'll explain." I told them. "I mentioned before that being Innocence still effects me in some ways despite being stripped of most of that part of myself. I don't like talking about it because hey, who likes admitting they get uncontrollable seizures for the stupidest reasons. But when Thomas does, see, or hears something inappropriate, I can get seizures. Usually it's just a headache and some twitching. But if Thomas is actually doing...that thing, I get seizures."

"But," Thomas said awkwardly. "I'm right here. Not doing...anything."

"Remus controls all of that. The more angry he is, the more he effects you. While he wasn't directly effected you right now and making you like...crave sex...I guess, I don't know how else to word it, all that anger bottled up inside him." I explained sheepishly. "When I touched him, all of that inappropriate, very strong energy, so to say, transferred to me. My body was not ready for that, which caused me to seize so badly."

"Oh my goodness, Evan I'm so sorry." Patton said, moving and embracing me in a tight hug. I jumped from the sudden embrace, but leaned into his comforting touch.

I looked up through my hair at everyone's faces. Emile, Remy, and Thomas looked worried and concerned. Logan, as emotionless as always, but obviously thinking it all through in his head. Quinn looked extremely sad, probably feeling betrayed since he was my best friend for so long and he never learned about my seizures.

Remus, however, looked utterly distraught. I can only imagine how bad he feels right now. Probably blaming himself for making me seize now and all those times he did so unintentionally before he met me.

I don't blame him. I'm a disgusting person. Seizures aren't pretty. Gosh, I wish I could be normal and I didn't have these. Maybe Remus would like me then. Maybe Anger, Jealously, and Hatred wouldn't make fun of m.

"I'm sorry," I mumbled, so ashamed of myself.

"It's not your fault," Patton told me. "You can't control that kind of stuff."

"Do you want us to stay," Asked Emile. "Or do you want us to go?"

"I'd like it if you guys could leave," I mumbled. "I don't mean to be rude, but I'm exhausted now."

"And understandably so," Logan said. "Since you said that you've experienced these types of seizures before, it's my understanding that you know how to adequately care for yourself?"

"Yeah," I sighed. "I'll be fine."

Patton gave me another tight hug before getting up. Everyone said their goodbyes and slowly made their leave. Thomas apologized once again before leaving.

Remus was the last to leave. He seemed to be in shock almost. As he moved to leave, I reached up and grabbed his wrist lightly, but enough to make him stop.

"Please don't leave me." I begged him, my voice cracking. Remus's expression softened and he stood in front of me.

"Why?" He asked. "It's my fault you had a seizure. I shouldn't be around you."

"Remus please," I said softly. "I don't blame you. Neither of us can control or stop it. It's bound to happen no matter what."

"I...Evan I can't hurt you." He mumbled. "We can't be around each other. I can't live with myself knowing that me being around you can hurt you."

"But it doesn't," I whispered, tears gathering in my eyes again. "You don't hurt me. I'll never blame you."

"But I do!" Remus yelled, his voice filled in anger. Remus quickly jerked his hand back, fear covering his face.

"Remus-"

"Evan, no." Remus said forcefully. "I'm not going to be around you if all I'm going to do is hurt you. I don't want to, but, goodbye Evan."

With that, Remus turned and quickly left the house. He slammed the door shut behind him.

I instantly stared sobbing. I don't want to loose Remus. I love him. Even if he doesn't love me back.

On extremely unsteady feet, I pushed myself up. I swayed and almost fell over multiple times but eventually I reached the front door.

I quickly pushed it open, just catching Remus's figure running towards the Imagination. I hobbled after him, limping slightly from the ache in my legs from seizing so severely.

I followed Remus into the Imagination. I noticed how the landscape around me was changing based on Remus's emotions.

The once warm, sunny weather with blue skies and puffy white clouds changed into freezing cold, rainy, stormy weather with dark rumbling thunder clouds covering the entire sky.

The landscape changed sound me too, making it much harder to stumble after Remus. The grass turned to dirt and stones. The vibrant, green trees turned to bare, dark tree limbs reaching claw-like up into the sky.

Thorn bushes started growing up out of the ground where flowers once grew. The thorns made it harder to reach Remus.

By the time I finally caught up with Remus, I was completely soaked from the rain. Remus stood in a clearing, shaking and obviously crying. The thorns had grown thicker here, as if protecting Remus.

"Remus!" I yelled, gasping for breath. He turned quickly, fear covering his face. He quickly stepped back from me, making me move closer to him.

"Remus please," I begged him, sobbing now. "Please don't go. Please."

"I...I can't hurt you," Remus said. I could barely hear him over the rain. I moved closer, this time Remus not moving away.

"You aren't hurting me," I told him. "I promise."

"But I caused you a seizure." Remus's chocked out, his voice cracking from tears. I have never seen him this emotional before.

"You didn't mean to," I said. "You didn't know. It's not your fault."

I moved close enough so that we were only an inch or so apart. I could easily see the broken look in his eyes. I reached up.

He flinched away from me as if my touch would burn him or something. But I laid my hand on his cheek. Remus was breathing heavily, probably from fear of hurting me.

He leaned into my touch a bit, but then shoved me away from him. A bit of anger flared inside me.

"I can't risk you getting hurt." Remus told me.

"I don't care Remus." I cried. "I want to be your friend. We can work around this."

"You don't get it," Remus mumbled.

"What don't I get?" I asked, my voice rising in anger. "Please explain to me what I don't understand!"

"You are perfect and precious and pure and adorable and soft and caring and kind and there's this light in your eyes that I want to protect from this horrible world. I want to protect you so that you never have to suffer and to know not of sadness, pain, or care."  Remus paused and took a deep breath.  "I want you to live a happy, carefree life and you can't do that if I'm present in it.  I want to protect you, but I can't protect you from myself."

"This is something we can work on."  I begged him.  "None of this is your fault."

"But it is!"  Remus yelled.  "I hurt you!"

"No you did not!"  I yelled. 

"Yes I did and you know it!"  Remus argued. 

"I don't blame you for any of this."  I told him again.  "We can be friends still."

"No we can't!"  He yelled.  "It won't work out!  We're too different!"

"Why does that matter so much?!"

"I can't be around you if I know that I could hurt you at any moment!"

"Why do I matter that much?!"

"Because I care about you!"  Remus yelled.  "I would never forgive myself if something horrible happened to you because of me."

"You aren't going to do anything bad,"  I tried to tell him.

"Neither of us know that!"  Remus yelled. 

"We can try-" 

"Evan stop!" 

"Remus-" 

"Stop!"  Remus yelled, true sadness flashing in his eyes.  "It won't work!" 

"Listen to me!"  I screamed at him. 

"I can't hurt you!"

"Why do you care so much if you are the one that causes my seizures?!"

"BECAUSE I LOVE YOU EVAN!"  Remus screamed. 

I stared at him in shock, my crying momentarily stopped.  But Remus was shaking and crying heavily. 

"I like you so much, more then I should,"  Remus cried softly.  "Because of that, I won't hurt you." 

"Remus...I..."  I mumbled, but I had no words.

"Just go ahead,"  Remus mumbled, sniffling.  "Reject me.  Friendzone me.  I don't care, just make it quick." 

But instead of answering or rejecting him, I walked over to him.  I reached up and cupped his cheek again.  He looked at me with heart broken eyes. 

I stood up on my tip toes and lightly pressed my lips against his. 

I pulled away when Remus didn't return the kiss.  I blushed heavily, worrying I overstepped.  Remus looked at me with wide eyes, his crying had stopped. 

Before I could say anything, Remus was kissing me. 

And I was kissing him back almost instantly.  The kiss was full of love.  I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him down closer to me.  He wrapped his arms around my waist. 

Kissing in the rain.  How cliche.  Then again, I have said before, that I love sappy romances. 

We kept kissing.  It was a magical feeling, as if fireworks of love were going off in my mind and heart. 

But all too soon, we were pulling away from each other, gasping for breath.  We stared at each other for a while, both of us bright red with blushes. 

"Does this mean...?"  Remus mumbled, trialing off as if he were in shock from the kiss. 

"Yeah, I like you too,"  I laughed. 

"Is it too soon to say that I love you?"  Remus asked.

"I love you Remus."  I told him, answering by kissing him deeply.  I pulled away and hugged him tightly, pressing my face against his chest. 

"I love you too Evan."  Remus said, making my heart flutter. 

"I'm cold, exhausted, and soaked,"  I laughed, wiping away my tears.  "Can we go back to my house?"

"Of course cherry blossom,"  Remus answered, picking me up.  I squeaked and clung onto him, wrapping my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. 

"I can walk myself,"  I said, laughing softly.  But I couldn't really stop Remus as he started carrying me back to my house. 

"Nope,"  Remus told me, popping the 'p'.  "I'm carrying you and you can't stop me."

"I'm actually quite comfy here,"  I mumbled with a little laugh.  I leaned my head down in the crook of his neck. 

I felt safe and loved here.  I liked it very much.   I could feel myself falling asleep.  The warmth from Remus's body and the movement of his walking lulling me to sleep.  I yawned and closed my eyes. 

"Get some sleep Buttercup,"  Remus said with a soft laugh.  "I love you."

"Love ya too,"  I mumbled before drifting off into a comfortable and happy sleep.