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DAYS WENT BY IN FLASHES, AS IN INEZ WAS NEVER CONSCIOUS FOR TOO LONG and by the time she was awake again, several days had passed.
This was one of those moments where she'd pass out.
"Hey, beautiful." Inez paused at the sound of his voice, closing her locker to see him.
She smiled. "Marcus."
The noise of chatter faded into a song, then the world seemed to change. 'Baby, I'm yours. And I'll be yours until the stars fall from the sky.' Inez was spun out, pulled into the arms of her mother. 'Yours— until the rivers all run dry.' The young girl was taken by her tiny hands, waltzed across the garden. 'In other words, until I die.'
Her breathing was heavy as she regained a sense of reality. Her forehead was coated in sweat and her hands were numb from hanging.
The walls of the space she was in were concrete, the door large, metal, more like a cage.
It felt like her vision was going dark again.
"Hermana, where've you been?" Chico asked, walking into her bedroom.
Inez stared down at the blood on her hands, glancing up at him with tears in her eyes. "I killed them." She whispered, afraid that her voice would break if she spoke.
His arms enveloped her in a warm hug. "It's okay." He murmured, raking his brain for the words to comfort her. "They deserved it, Eva."
It didn't stop her from feeling like a monster.
Chico stood her up, guiding her out the door.
The waterhole was their spot in Juarez. They adored it.
He sat her beneath a tree, rubbing small circles on her back as the both of them stared at the sun setting. Inez rested her head on his shoulder, holding her breath to stop her sobs.
He glanced at her. "Let it out, Eva. I got you."
Maybe memories were what kept her alive? Maybe they got her through whatever this was?
