Tangled

Chapter 187

187

187

187 Lisa: Fae Blessed

LISA

Eternity is a bitch.

That's the conclusion I've come to after being locked in this room.

Living forever, with nothing ever changing? That's enough to drive anyone crazy. No wonder that asshole vampire is the way he is.

Sometimes, I think I've been awake for days; other times, I think I've been asleep for longer. My meals don't seem to come at any consistent time, and Marisol's temper fluctuates every time I see

her.

Today, she's cold, nearly throwing the tray in my direction.

Cold soup splatters. The strawberries look wilted. Still, no utensils. to make my life easier.

At this point, I'm used to the filth of living here, and even the disgrace of utilizing a waste bucket.

Still, compared to before...

It's pretty good.

That crazy vampire hasn't returned, and I'm never going to complain about his absence.

It's as if Marisol can read my mind, because she suddenly says, sounding childish and petulant, "Master's been searching for a friend for you."

A wilted chunk of strawberry drops from my fingers, gathering dirt

17:51

1/6

107. Line: Fan Blessed

as it rolls across the stone floor. "A friend?"

increases drastically as I

"A unicorn," she sneers.

Unicorn?

room, chained to the floor with manacles that have my wrists rubbed raw and bleeding, with no

that very human side

"A real unicorn?"

eyes in a bratty way, and a part of me wonders if that's

I miss them.

think

Like yourself." She points to the

of her breast.

my food forgotten in my hunger for information. "Fae-blessed...? What do you mean?" Marisol sighs, before clomping her way over and grabbing my left breast, pulling it up and poking beneath it with one elegantly manicured finger. "There. Fae-blessed. It left its Mark." Yanking away from her, my

17:51

2/6

-10) (as as far

design.

amusement, her green eyes sharp as they take in my every

the girl I met for the first time. Then she was timid, perhaps even naive, and living in her own world. Today,

like this Marisol very

her body. No -bruises. Her skin is clear and unblemished, though still sickly,

translucent

reaction to his absence? To

she says, her words too coy to be friendly. Her head tilts at an unnatural angle, her eyes not blinking as they

underside. There's nothing there except

rest of me.

an odd quirk of genetics, something that made me

of the room. "You must feel so proud to have such a strong

3/0

10: The Fon Bassed

voice drips with a strange mix of envy and derision

crossing my arms across my chest for the little bit of privacy

the chains rattle. "What blessing? What does my birthmark have to

green eyes cold

or nerves, I can't say. "No," I snap, "I'm not finished. And you didn't answer my question. What do you mean, blessing? What does this-"I gesture to the underside of my

she just turns away, no

Like I'm not there.

ignoring me will just make

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255