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

will be no pain, Ava. Just wake

1. me.

No way.

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in this

to come back. This is not where you

should be.

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

Ava.

Alive.

Alive means death-

enough. Wake up. Stop feeling sorry

***

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

Ava.

warm honey in my mind,

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

presses into my

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head slowly, painfully. She’s there, silver fur shining, blue eyes bright with intelligence

awake. Relief colors her

tongue heavy and thick. “What happened?” The words scrape out.

my arm. I want to

my name, but I’m already

***

gradually. The steady beep of a heart

my skin. An IV

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

relief washes over me.

questions, one talking over the other. It’s painful

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I out?” I rasp, my

disuse.

Selene whines softly.

worried.

way too close to

feeling?” Lisa pipes up,

punch to the gut. I struggle to sit up, my muscles weak

bracing her body against mine, and both Lisa and Lucas rest

process that leaves

upright, I take stock. My

my hand, connected to an IV pole with a few bags hanging off it. One of the bags looks like milk, and that one’s connected to yet another

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

cautions as I waver, dizzy.

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through a lot.

mind back, trying to piece together how I ended up here. Training with Jericho and Lisa. Collapsing on the couch. Then…

happened to me?”

between us, a

for sure. Vanessa thinks your wolf is trying to emerge. Do you

all the strangeness surrounding my heritage, the idea fills me with trepidation. I flick a glance toward my wolf,

way too big for that.

soothes, sensing my unease. This

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

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