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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in this hazy place.

come back. This is not where

should be.

feel pain, but it doesn’t kill me. It isn’t enough to kill

Ava.

Alive.

Alive means death-

Wake up. Stop feeling sorry

***

like sandpaper scraping against my lids. Everything

Ava.

voice is warm honey in

I try to speak but my throat

presses into my palm. The slight weight of

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

awake. Relief colors her

swallow dryly, my tongue heavy and thick.

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

name, but

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steady beep of a heart monitor. The chemical

my skin. An IV pinches the back of

are heavy but I force them open. The ceiling swims into focus–white tiles, fluorescent lights.

relief washes over me.

Lisa are here. They’re asking me questions, one talking over the other. It’s painful to my

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I

disuse.

whines softly. We were so

worried.

Lucas asks, way too close to me.

are you feeling?” Lisa pipes up, from my

weeks. The news hits me like a punch to the gut.

and both Lisa and Lucas rest their hands

that leaves me

I take stock. My limbs

pole with a few 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

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

as I waver,

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through a lot.

cast my mind back, trying to piece together how I ended up here. Training with Jericho and Lisa. Collapsing on the couch. Then… nothing. A yawning black hole in my

to me?”

his fingers 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

thinks your wolf is trying to emerge. Do you feel

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

way too big

soothes, sensing my unease. This is natural for

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Nothing about my life has been natural. Is Vanessa right? Are

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