I slept terribly.
I'm not that surprised, I used to have horrifying dreams every night when I used to live here.
I suppose I hoped that if Hades was with me it might have been different.
Obviously not.
He's sleeping, arms wound tightly around my body.
He's tired, I know that. His fight is tomorrow night and all the training he did was not only physically draining but emotional too.
Despite it being four in the morning, I have no desire to go back to sleep so I slip out of his grasp and get up.
I pull on sleep shorts and a little top and investigate my room, I don't know why, I just do.
Everything is fine, nothing is missing.
I check the living room and open more drawers. Inside the bottom one is the necklace Hades bought me all those months ago.
I frown at it, I swear I used to always wear it and never take it off, yet here it is. I don't remember putting it in here, in fact, I don't even remember taking it off or even it being missing.
As I try to make sense of timelines, I look for my gun, but it's not where it should be.
It's nowhere.
Where is my gun?
I peer under my bookshelf again, but something hard smacks against the back of my head making me dizzy.
What the fuck?
The smack comes again and the world spins, and then something cool brushes against my arm, I glance down and notice a slender hand with red nails holding what looks to be a needle.
Everything happens so fast.
Before I can assess what's going on, the needle is shoved into my flesh and then there's an endless expanse of nothingness behind my eyes.
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A/N: I'm sorry this is short you guys, but I felt like we just had to get to the point 😌
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The Lonely Hearts Club
RomanceHaunted by memories of her past, Bree has hidden herself away from society. Plagued with horrifying nightmares both in sleep and reality-she cannot do it anymore. Hades, a ruthless fighter and charming security guard is instructed to look after her...
