Tangled

Chapter 142

142 Lisa: Chained

The sound of water dripping is the first thing to break through the darkness of my mind.

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

It’s an erratic rhythm that leaves me uncomfortable.

The voices come next, soft, sibilant whispers. Evil. Whoever they are, they’d be the villains in any story.

Eventually, I realize the darkness is really just pain. Pain that throbs and aches in half my face. But why?

Vampires.

That’s why.

My eyes fly open when I finally remember, and I struggle to sit up, blinking into the darkness.

I can’t see anything.

Are my eyes open?

My hands won’t reach my face, yanking against

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something cold and hard around my wrists.

Manacles?

Swiping my hands around, I can feel the heavy, rusted chains holding me down, bolted to the floor.

Fuck.

This is…

Really not good.

Ava. Is Ava here?

whisper, but there’s nothing.

plink, plink–plink of

voices are gone.

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

mania of isolation and fear.

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scream, the sound raw and

biting into my wrists. Pain sears through my arms, but I don’t care. I have to get out.

skin tearing, blood trickling down my forearms. Sobs wrack my body, each

fight draining out of me. I can barely stand, the

Plink. Plink–plink.

a small window high above my head.

in a

A fucking cell..

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throat, escaping in a strangled laugh. I’m chained up in some vampire’s dungeon like a gothic romance heroine. Except there’s no dashing hero coming to save me.

1. am.

Plink–plink–plink.

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rage against

deep

Humans are weak and helpless against the

I hate this.

hated how he was always around. Hated his grim determination to keep us

he was here to tell me I told

this any day of

possibly find me when

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where

let

unwavering loyalty. She won’t give

Can they really go

know anything about this world.

fucking scared and I don’t know what to

Plink.

Plink–plink.

Plink.

It’s maddening, the irregularity of it. I want to scream, to beg for

blood and focus on the pain. It grounds me, keeps me from slipping into despair.

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me. That Lucas and the Westwood pack will tear this place apart

that. Because the alternative

eyes and picture Kellan’s face. I imagine his arms around me, his voice

just a moment,

Plink.

face fills my mind and I can’t stop

how he wasn’t great at foreplay. Of the slightly–better–than mediocre sex and then

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