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

Ava. Just wake

1. me.

No way.

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here, in this hazy place.

back.

should be.

this serenity of darkness. I feel pain, but it doesn’t kill me. It

won’t die, Ava. You’re

Alive.

Alive means death-

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

***

eyes crack open. They feel like sandpaper scraping against my lids. Everything is blurry, shapes indistinct. White. Harsh

Ava.

Her voice is warm honey in my mind,

Grounding. I try to speak but my throat is parched, voice a ragged

my palm. The slight weight of

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head resting on my hand. I turn my head slowly, painfully. She’s there, silver fur shining, blue eyes bright with intelligence and

awake. Relief colors her

my tongue heavy and thick. “What happened?”

into my arm. I want to protest

name, but

***

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

skin. An IV

them open. The ceiling swims into focus–white tiles,

back. Her relief

asking me questions, one talking over the other. It’s painful to my

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I out?” I rasp, my throat raw from

disuse.

whines softly. We were

worried.

asks, way

pipes

news hits me like a punch to the gut.

rest their hands on my back to lead me up until

process that leaves me

upright, I take stock. My

One of the bags looks

blankets pooled around my waist. My hair is lank and greasy

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. A

happened to me?”

fingers hesitant and gentle against my skin. Warmth flows between us, a feeling of

sure. Vanessa thinks your wolf is trying to

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 my face, settling into my lap as though she’s a

not. She’s way too big for that.

be afraid, Selene soothes, sensing my

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tastes like ashes on my tongue. Nothing about my life has been natural. Is Vanessa right? Are you going to be a part of

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