Chapter 112 Ava: Waking Up

Darkness.

Light.

So cold.

It burns.

My lungs ache.

Something's holding me down.

There are whispers. Prayers, I think.

Chaos reigns in this hazy world. Something beeps incessantly.

I'm sweating. My hands are too warm.

… up.

What's that?

… Ava, you…

Who's that?

… can you hear me?

I struggle to reach the voice that calls me, but something sucks me away again.

Frustration simmers, but I'm too tired to fight it.

Ava, you have to wake up.

There it is again.

I know you can hear me, because I can finally hear you.

Hear me? Hear me what? Am I talking?

Yes.

No, I don't think I'm talking. I'm too tired. My body is crushed beneath the earth. Fire ate every last bit of me. I drowned. The air was sucked away.

You're alive. You're asleep in the hospital. You're just fine. You just need to wake up.

No, no.

No, no, no.

Waking is pain.

I remember the pain.

no pain, Ava. Just wake

No way.

in this hazy

to come back. This is not where

here, in this serenity of darkness. I feel

won't die, Ava.

Alive.

Alive means death—

Wake up. Stop feeling sorry for yourself.

* * *

scraping against

Ava.

try to speak but

of her head resting on my hand. I turn my head

Relief

heavy and thick. "What happened?" The words

arm. I

calling my name, but I'm

* * *

gradually. The steady beep of a heart monitor. The chemical scent of disinfectant. Starched sheets rough against my skin. An IV pinches the back

into focus—white tiles, fluorescent lights. A hospital. Selene is curled up

relief washes over

Lisa are here. They're asking me questions, one

I rasp, my

Selene whines softly.

you okay?" Lucas asks, way too close to

you feeling?" Lisa pipes

sit up, my muscles weak and uncooperative. Selene helps, bracing her body against mine, and both Lisa and Lucas rest their hands on my back to

entire process that leaves

feel stiff, atrophied. A needle pinches my hand, connected to an IV pole with a few bags hanging off it. One of the bags looks like

my waist. My hair is lank and greasy against

waver, dizzy. You've

the century. I cast my mind back, trying to piece together how I ended up

yawning black hole in my

"What happened to me?"

us, a feeling of comfort, and

wolf is trying to emerge. Do you

I flick a glance toward my wolf, disguised as a husky for

She's way

be afraid, Selene soothes, sensing my unease. This is natural for

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