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.

pain, Ava. Just wake up. Come back

1. me.

No way.

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here, in

back. This

should be.

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

Ava.

Alive.

Alive means death-

up. Stop feeling sorry for yourself.

***

against my lids. Everything is blurry, shapes indistinct. White. Harsh

Ava.

Her voice is warm honey

throat is parched, voice a ragged

nose presses into my palm. The

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

Relief colors her tone.

my tongue heavy and thick. “What

into my arm. I want to protest but exhaustion

name, but I’m already gone.

***

a

against my skin. An IV pinches

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

relief washes over me.

one talking over the other. It’s painful to my ears.

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out?” I rasp,

disuse.

Selene whines softly. We

worried.

you okay?” Lucas asks, way

feeling?” Lisa pipes up, from my other

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

Lucas rest their hands on my back to lead me up

entire process that

upright, I take stock. My limbs feel stiff,

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

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

cautions 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. A

to me?”

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

for sure. Vanessa thinks your wolf is trying

a glance toward my wolf, disguised

She’s way too big for that.

soothes, sensing my unease. This

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tastes like ashes on my tongue. Nothing about my life has been natural. Is Vanessa

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