HI EVERYONE
SO I TRIED UPDATING EARLIER AND IT DELETED MY CHAPTER! WHAT FUN I JUST SPENT MY TIME REWRITING WHAT I COULD REMEMBER!
BUT WHATEVER ITS HERE NOW HAVE FUN!!
READ ON!
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Hana's (P.O.V)
Man I feel so weak. It feels like those times when I was in middle school and had that drinking stage. The hangovers were evil and made my body felt like shit, weak shit. and when I was fighting all the time, weak was something I hated to feel.
Moving my arms slowly I could hear the rattling of chains. my hands felt restrained like if they were cuffed. but i had the deniable sensation that i was trapped.
My eye lids were heavy as I opened them slowly. My vision was dark as the room or whatever I was in was covered in darkness. It took a few moments before I could adapt my eyes to the no light. I had to thank my father for the night vision later that I apparently had. hopefully when i got out of this bloody hell place.
My body was cuffed at my hands and legs. The chains that were connected to the cuffs giving me little movement about enough to stand but that was about it. Standing was difficult as my body felt so tired and heavy. But a part of me felt awaken which was odd.
Holding myself against the wall the pressure of standing subside quite a bit but I was out of breath and my stomach was turning. I couldn't even react as I threw up everything that was left in my stomach. I fell to my knees holding on to my stomach as I could not stop until all the contents were on the floor all around. And even after that I could not stop the dry heaving.
Time was lost as I had no clue how long I had stop with the heaving. Focusing on my breathing my stomach still felt uneasy. I felt wet streams on my face and realized I was crying.
where i was? it was wearing me down. taking away the little strenght i had in my body. it was making me feel sick. i held me stomach tightly as i felt another wave of naesusa hit. something was wrong and i was scared, truly scared.
i have no recollection of being taken, expect by my mate. he took me somewhere beyond words and now we are separated. my heart feels the lost of his touch. And I felt like an addict with no drugs. i crave my mate touch. i crave to be save in his arms but instead i'm chained and scared out of my wits.
"Blake" i cried out.
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She was so beautiful especially as she cried for him. I watched her since she was brought to me two days ago. She was unconscious and very weak when she came crossing into the underworld. it takes lots of energy, I surprised when she awoke so early. her companions took four day just so they could awake.
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