Blades and Bullets

55. FINAL AHH OMG EMOTIONAL

Slowly things started to get easier, at least once we had slipped back into routine.

For me, my routine is the only thing that has kept me sane, kept the thoughts of my siblings bleeding out by my hand, Mace's scream of horror and the deafening sound of bullets cutting through flesh.

I rise early to the feeling of his warm arms around me, his embrace giving me the reassurance and strength I need to get through the day. Although it has been a while since the two of us have done anything other then hug, or maybe a small kiss of encouragement. It didn't matter. The only thing that mattered was that the other one was there, to use as a anchor, to keep me from driving away, a life raft, to keep us from drowning.

Once I manage to drag myself out of bed I get dressed, usually the first black item I find and head down to Mace's dorm to drag her down to breakfast. She doesn't normally eat much, but I manage to get her to eat something small each morning. Whether it be a muffin or a carton of milk, sometimes both, at least she's come out of her room, that shows good improvement. I know I should be patient, grief can take a long time to get through, whether it's a month, or a couple years, but I can't help but be worried for her.

After making sure she has eaten, I take her to class. Seeing as we only have one class together I make sure to escort her to and from her classes. Sometimes I worry my presence overwhelms her but she reassures me that my presence keeps her rooted to the present, I guess I'm her anchor.

When we get to lunch she's usually has a bit more of an appetite so I don't really have to worry about her eating. At the end of the day, when we've finally made it through, I take her anywhere she wants.

Last week Mace told me that huddling up in her room only makes her feel worse, she says, and I quote, "I've finished my hibernation, the only help the darkness brings to me is the helping hand into my coffin of despair." Honestly, it's pretty fucking poetic. So, to adhere to her requests, over the past week I have taken her out to do a range of activities, whether that be... heading to the cafe to get a coffee milkshake, ok that one was a bad idea in my part, I figured she'd love a milkshake but upon arrival and the sight of her tears I realised my fatal mistake. That was the place she had first met Kaitlyn, we left rather quickly.

On the good side, the other outings seemed to be helping, not just Mace but everyone else as well. Ace is back to his annoying, stupid self, Val is back to her sassy, moody self and Knox is back to. . . well, Knox.

We had done everything from, laser skirmish, to bowling, to roller skating, even to just a chill movie night in my dorm. We had set up a whole ass cinema in my room, it was honestly pretty cool.

Knox has officially moved into my dorm, although it's not too official because if the school found out, he would be immediately expelled.

The whole group had decided to take a break from any assassinations and I had let a buddy of mine know that Chaos would be out of business for a little while. Of course that information has been spread like wildfire, let's just say my little buddy wasn't trained to keep his mouth shut. Slowly everything started to go back to normal again.

Although it almost feels too good to be true, like I've jinxed it or something.

"Hello? Who is it?" I pick up my phone cautiously, the caller ID had been blocked.

"Well hello there Onyx, aren't you feeling all joyous today," the voice coos on the other side.

"I asked you a question," adding a little sneer into my voice, "who. . . are. . . you?" I spit.

"Wouldn't that just spoil the fun?" They snicker.

"What do you want?" My voice harsher than a lashing.

"My dear little Onyx, I need not want anything from you," they soothe.

"Well then why did you call?" I do not drop the anger from my voice.

"I simply wanted a chat darling, what more would I had need of?"

"That's exactly my question."

"Why, I see where you could perhaps think me something of evil," the voice feigns shock.

"I'm growing quite tiresome of your manner of speech, who do you think you are? The Queen?"

"I didn't mean to offend you Onyx, I just wanted to play a little game," he pauses and I find myself leaning away from the phone, becoming bored with this call and honestly very angry with the mysterious caller on the other side.

I roughly place my phone beside me on the bed and begin to walk away when I feel the hairs prickle against my neck and my face drains of colour. I feel my stomach twist and forcible hold back the urge to be sick.

"Maybe start some. . . trouble."

AN:

Ok ok I know this is a very short ending but I honestly didn't want to drag it out, I hate when books have slow and long endings where they get married and have kids. Besides, Onyx and Knox are a different type of couple.

I just want to say thank you to you all for joining me in this journey, honestly I'm becoming a little emotional right now. This is the very first book I have ever written and I have some exciting plans for this book. I am in the process of formatting this book for publication on amazon atm!! If you want constant updates feel free to check out my page and follow me to get notified of any announcements!

Again, I can't thank you all enough for giving this book a chance and sticking it out to the end, I love y'all so much! This isn't the last you've heard of me and I hope someday you will see my books in your local book shops.