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 pain.

Just

1. me.

No way.

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here, in this hazy place.

you have to come back. This is not where

should be.

place for me? But I’m here, in this serenity of darkness. I feel pain,

won’t die, Ava. You’re

Alive.

Alive means death-

Wake up. Stop feeling sorry for yourself. You never

***

like sandpaper scraping against my lids. Everything

Ava.

warm

speak but my throat is parched, voice a ragged whisper. “Selene?”

nose presses into my palm. The slight

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hand. I turn my head slowly, painfully. She’s there, silver fur

awake. Relief colors her tone.

and thick. “What

She nuzzles into my arm. I want to protest but exhaustion drags me under again.

my name, but

***

gradually. The steady beep of a heart monitor. The chemical scent

skin. An IV pinches the back of my

force them open. The ceiling swims into focus–white tiles, fluorescent lights. A

back. Her relief washes over me.

one

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long was I out?” I rasp, my throat

disuse.

weeks, Selene whines softly. We

worried.

way too close to me.

feeling?” Lisa pipes up,

like a punch to the gut. I struggle to sit up, my

Selene helps, bracing her body against mine, and both Lisa and Lucas rest their hands on my back to

entire process that leaves me

stock. My limbs feel

to an IV pole with a few bags hanging off it. One of the bags

around my waist. My hair is lank and greasy against my

as I

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through a lot.

up here. Training with Jericho and Lisa.

to me?”

hesitant and gentle against my skin. Warmth flows between us, a feeling of comfort, and the urge to press my cheek into his hand, nuzzling

your wolf is trying

glance toward my wolf, disguised as a husky for a reason she has yet to explain, and her ears

She’s way too big for

my unease. This is natural for

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on my tongue. Nothing about my life has been natural. Is Vanessa right? Are you going to be

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