LACEY- SUNNY DAYS MOTEL
“Okay, I’m ready. Do it, Isaiah.” Lacey urged. She was trying to put out a brave front, but it was fooling no one.
“Are you sure?” Isaiah questioned. “This is serious. There’s no going back after this.”
“Yes. You know the plan?” Lacey returned.
“God, you two and your plans,” Isaiah scoffed. Lacey felt her careful façade break at the reference of Asher. They were alike- they were soul mates. Or at least they had been. She let out a choked sob. She missed him so much it was an intense physical pain. Isaiah put a comforting hand on her shoulder, trying in vain to reassure her, even though tears were leaking down his face, also.
“Do it. Do it now,” Lacey cried. Isaiah nodded, placing his hands on her temples just as Asher had once done. He reached into her mind and slowly extracted every memory involving Asher, leaving her with a blank slate and an unbroken heart. He knew that by the time he’d be finished, the recognition in her eyes would slowly dwindle, and his job would be done. Asher’s wishes would be fulfilled. As Isaiah reached deeper into her mind, it was then that Lacey recalled something that Asher had once said, when the demon of fear had visited them. “You’d never commit suicide,” he had said. Lacey ripped herself away from Isaiah, kicking her way past the bathroom door. She sprinted into the hallway, and just as she had figured, he was there. His hood was down, but Lacey could see the intense light of his violet eyes.
“Asher! Why are you doing this to me?” She screamed. She knew that he was probably a hallucination, a factor involving PTSD, but she spoke to him regardless.
“I have to! Just do it, Lacey!” Asher screamed, his voice more deeper than she remembered. Lacey let out a bloodcurdling scream. He was so real, so vivid a hallucination that Lacey had to quell the urge to run to him, to touch him.
“You don’t have to do anything! You don’t have to do anything!” Lacey screeched, jumping forwards to advance on him. But stone cold hands gripped her by the temples, yanking her backwards. Her memories slowly trickled away from her, like the slow dripping of blood in an IV bag. It was a slow process, and the memories were heavy and dense, so it hurt to have them yanked out of her head.
“Asher! Asher!” Lacey screamed, kicking and fighting to get away from Isaiah.
“Shhh, this is what he wanted,” Isaiah whispered. “This is what he wants.”
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⚜Guardian⚜
Novela JuvenilOn her first day of boarding school, a girl meets the most amazing boy she's ever met. But is he who he says he is? And is there a much greater, much darker conspiracy including angels and the devil himself? Found out about this boarding school in G...
