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Chapter Sixteen- "The Devil Kept A Promise"
Chapter Sixteen Theme Song: Breathe - Fleurie
Basira St'Clair | First POV Location: Paris, France
I could hear the sound of the television playing a show that was completely in the language of French but I couldn't see it; although the television was sitting right in front of me I still couldn't see it.
My eyes were more focused on the grey wall behind the television. "Since the doctor is done checking you out how about we get you into a warm shower" Avery soft voice suggested as she ran a gentle hand through my tangled hair.
Although I hadn't spoken a word to her; I had heard and felt her presence right next me since I had awaken.
I could hear every word she said but I could not see her at all. Everything around me had become haze to me once again. The only thing that was keeping me sane was the grey wall that had captured my attention since I had woken up.
The doctor's and Nico's hushed voices could be heard in the other room; they had stepped out of the living room I was in once the doctor had finished checking me.
Before the two had left to talk in private, I heard the doctor say that I only suffered a few minor cuts nothing too serious.
Mentally I had suffered far more than a few minor cuts. I wondered exactly what Nico and the doctor had to discuss in private that they couldn't say in front of me and Avery.
Maybe they were talking about me, maybe they were planning on turning me into a jail for murder. I did commit a murder with my bare hands and Nico had seen me do it.
For the first time since I awaken up I broke my stare down with the wall.
I stared down at the dried up red blood that covered hands; I still had blood all over me, most of the blood didn't even belong to me. Avery was right I needed a shower anything that could help me rid the agony I felt right now.
I didn't even know where I was, I didn't know where I could find a bathroom at but that didn't stop my feet from raising me up from the couch like they had a mind of their own and walking to find one.
"Wait Basira! just wait a minute. Where are you going?" Avery called out getting in front of me stopping my short livid walk.
"I just want to take a shower" I muttered quietly.
"Ok, you can do that. Afterwards we can call your mom if you want—" Avery was cut off by the sound of a door opening.
I heard the sound of a door opening. "Where are you going?" Nico's voice was deep and demanding making me instantly look down at my bloody feet.
