Chapter 12 Part 1

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Present Day

Character POV: Roxanne

I've barely boarded the flight to Egypt and taken my seat before my eyelids finally droop and close. I've been awake for going on three days at this point, and if I go any longer than that, funny things will be going on with my mind. I'm already high, drunk, and hallucinating my ex girlfriend. The last thing I need is for a lack of sleep to just push me right over the edge, not when I know that when I land, Analize is going to be waiting for an explanation, and I have no idea what I'm going to say to her just yet. I'm still figuring out what happened myself, how the hell do I explain it to her. Whatever I say is going to be signing the death warrant of someone, no matter who I choose. So whose side am I going to take? Analize, who slaps me when I disappoint her? Or Ariadne, who turns my boyfriend and puts me in a position where I have to kill him.

My eyes are closed, but I feel the illusion of breath on my ear as Ariadne's voice fills my head, "You didn't have to kill him, baby girl. You chose to. I didn't make you do anything you didn't decide to do yourself. Let's not twist the facts to make me the big baddie when we both know that you have enough darkness in you to do it yourself. Remember, whose idea was it to start hunting down evil ministers?" Her voice turns teasing at the end, and I squeeze my eyes shut tighter, blocking her out. I feel the hallucination of her breath on my ear disappear, hearing the snoring of the older gentleman in the seat next to me drive out the sound of her. I sigh heavily, giving into sleep at last. As sleep begins to claim me, the world around me melts away, replaced with home. . .

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