Tangled

Chapter 112

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.

1. up.

What’s that?

… Ava, you…

Who’s that?

can you hear me?

I struggle to reach the voice that calls me,

but

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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.

remember the

Just wake up.

1. me.

No way.

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in

have to come back.

should be.

for me? But I’m here, in this serenity of darkness. I feel pain, but it doesn’t kill me. It isn’t

die, Ava. You’re

Alive.

Alive means death-

enough. Wake up. Stop feeling sorry for yourself. You never died. Wake. Up!

***

crack open. They feel like sandpaper scraping against my

Ava.

Her voice is warm honey in my

speak but my throat is parched, voice

wet nose presses into my palm. The slight weight

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She’s there, silver fur shining, blue eyes bright with intelligence and worry.

Relief colors her

my tongue heavy and thick. “What

now. She nuzzles into my arm. I want to protest but exhaustion

but

***

of a heart monitor. The chemical scent

skin. An IV pinches the back of my hand.

force them open. The ceiling swims into focus–white tiles, fluorescent lights. A hospital. Selene is curled up

relief

here. They’re asking me questions, one talking over

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long was I out?” I rasp,

disuse.

Selene whines softly. We were so

worried.

way too close

Lisa pipes up, from my

weeks. The news hits me like a punch to the gut. I struggle to sit up, my muscles weak and

body against mine, and both Lisa and Lucas rest their hands on my back to lead me up until I’m sitting.

entire process that leaves me exhausted.

I take stock. My limbs

bags hanging off it. One of the bags looks like milk, and that one’s connected to yet another IV line in the elbow of my other

hospital gown, blankets pooled around my waist. My hair is lank

as I

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through a lot.

to piece together how I ended up here. Training with Jericho and Lisa. Collapsing on the couch. Then… nothing.

to

skin. Warmth flows between us, a feeling of

sure. Vanessa thinks your wolf is trying

run beneath the moon. To be whole. But now, with all the strangeness surrounding my heritage, the idea fills me with trepidation. I flick a glance toward my wolf, disguised as a husky for a reason she has yet to explain, and her ears flick as she licks

She’s way too big for that.

my unease. This is

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life has been natural. Is Vanessa right? Are you going to be a

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