Celestial Heartbeat (Book One) COMPLETE

Chapter Twenty Seven - Rebecca

Sorry for the late update. The next few chapter will be good as it is very much nearing the end of Celestial Heartbeat!

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Ren was freaking out.

Apparently he’d seen one too many zombie films and was less than comfortable with the idea of anyone coming back to life. I wished that I could have shared the same sort of fear with him. But I couldn’t.

“Evie, people are meant to stay dead. There’s got to be a consequence or something. What about all those movies where it makes an imbalance or whatever? How can someone just come back from being dead, like nothing ever happened?” he was on his feet and worriedly pacing back and forth around my room. My eyes followed his figure back and forth but there was a thought that I couldn’t shake no matter how hard I tried.

Ren didn’t get it. He didn’t have to. He was used to people in his life turning into wolves, and while I was not trying to belittle the sadness that he felt because of it, he still couldn’t deny that he was constantly surrounded by them through thick and thin. He could see them, hear them, and touch them. He could hold hope that someday they would break the curse and be okay again. I didn’t have that. I had a mother that I hardly ever saw more than two blinks of and a gaping hole that my father used to fill. I’d never seen much of my extended family either. With what I’d heard about Delaney’s added with what I already knew, I was pretty sure I didn’t want to see any more of them. So the thought that you could bring back the dead, no matter how ludicrous and wrong it sounded… it was tempting me in a way I didn’t think possible. That was what I feared.

When I’d stumbled upon it I’d been trying to think of a way to help Ren. I hadn’t thought of my Dad. Heck, I hadn’t even really believed it. But I couldn’t deny that whatever was going on right now seemed scarily fitting for a ‘revive from the dead’ mission. I just had no clue who they wanted to revive. Or who ‘they’ really were.

“We’ve got to go find Sylvia. Get rid of her.” Ren said the words out loud but I don’t think they were meant for me. They were said a little under his breath and shook just as much as his hands were.

“Get rid of her?” I was horrified. It was not okay with me to just ‘get rid’ of someone.

“Kill her. Stop this madness.”

“Really? You just finished telling me that your family are not the kind of people who would kill and yet here you are jumping at the chance to kill someone.”

“What choice do I have?”

“I’ll talk to her.”

“Evie, you can’t be serious. Do you really think she’s the sort of person who would respond to just being talked to? Do you really think she’s working alone?”

“No. You can’t be serious, ignoring for me a week and coming back expecting to dictate what I can and can’t do.” I snapped.

Ren paused, his mouth half open staring back at me with uncertainty.

“I did it for you.” He said quietly.

“Well I call bullshit. That was not for me.” I growled.

“I thought I could find some information.”

“And you didn’t think I should be involved with that?”

Ren was silent.

“Do you not care what I thought? Whether I wanted information? Why did you just assume that I couldn’t figure things out for myself?”