"I want_" he stopped. "Never mind what I want...." His voice was quieter now.
"What do you want?"
"You. Always you!"
📍MATURE CONTENT📍
Part one: She's no angel, he's no saint.
Part two: Half my soul.
Part three: Dark paradise.
Part four: Tattere...
Whoa, oh, oh Whoa, oh, oh Whoa, oh, oh Whoa I'm waking up to ash and dust I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust I'm breathing in the chemicals I'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus This is it, the apocalypse Whoa I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones Enough to make my systems blow Welcome to the new age, to the new age Welcome to the new age, to the new age Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive I raise my flags, don my clothes It's a revolution, I suppose We'll paint it red to fit right in Whoa I'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus This is it, the apocalypse Whoa I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones Enough to make my systems blow Welcome to the new age, to the new age Welcome to the new age, to the new age Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive All systems go, the sun hasn't died Deep in my bones, straight from inside I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones Enough to make my systems blow Welcome to the new age, to the new age Welcome to the new age, to the new age Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive
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Aeolian spent a sleepless night in the dark. Van Eck had seen the fear in her. That would be his leverage now, not Bolin's Shu eyes and attempts at kindness. Van Eck had left the vent unsecured at the first place just to give her hope and then snatch it away.
Eventually, her mind had begun to clear, she'd made a plan. She would talk. There were plenty of safe houses that the Dregs had ceased to use. She'd start there. Then there were the supposedly secure places that belonged to some of the other Barrel gangs. She would stall. She'd lead Van Eck and his men all over Ketterdam looking for Kaz.
When Bolin finally appeared and removed her blindfold, his face looked sallow and he had trouble meeting her eyes. He'd lain awake all night, the weight of the incident heavy on his chest. He tried to reach for her hands again, but Aeolian shot him a dark look.
He cut her ankles free cautiously but replaced the ropes with shackles, he trembled doing it, and she knew that it took something from him. She couldn't blame him, Van Eck owned him—in a way. If she was in his place; she'd do the same. The metal clanked heavily as the guards led her down the hall, to the theater again.
