Revenge of the wolf

Chapter 14 - Bridge over Troubled Water

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Revenge of the Wolf

Chapter 14 – Bridge over Troubled Water.

Jade's POV

I got here 12 days ago and was unconscious for the first nine. My body is healing, but very slowly. Werewolves can regenerate very serious wounds in a matter of seconds. The sole exception is silver. Anything caused by that, can't be regenerated. But my body had taken so much damage and I was so close to death, that the whole system came to a near standstill. It's taken a while for my body to get back to healing normally and even now, it's much slower than normal.

Even if I could get up and walk, I'm extremely weak. Right now, a 5-year-old with a toy baseball bat would have no problem what so ever in beating me to death. Too bad, there's not one around, when you need one.

But my body hardly matters at the moment. Right now, it's my mind. Every waking moment, I feel the pain, the depression, the remorse, the guilt. I'm practically drowning in it. I feel like I'm lost at sea, treading water and floating in the midst of a raging storm, during a starless night.

I try to keep above the waves and just manage to stay afloat, but each new wave threatens to send me under.

Jadelyn has been keeping me company, when she's not in class or going to auditions. She torments me a lot, constantly reminding me how stupid I was and how she would have seen through Margo's bullshit in a second. One thing she's been doing is putting my bedpan in the fridge before putting it under me. The fucking thing is ice cold; rotten bitch. Of course, it doesn't help matters that she looks identical to me. I hate her more every day. If I do get out of bed, it's going to be to kill her.

I still haven't seen Victoria yet. Jadelyn says, I'm not ready yet. In that case, I think she's right.

Sometimes I wonder if I really am dead. That this is hell and my punishment is to lay helpless in this bed for all eternity, with Jadelyn as my tormentor.

If that's the case, I'd say the punishment is fitting.

On my 3rd day awake, I went to sleep hoping the nightmares would stay away.

They didn't. Again, I dreamed I killed her and happily walked hand in hand with Margo away.

The next morning, Jadelyn rolled in a TV into the bedroom. She propped me up a bit so I could see it and said she had a surprise for me.

It was seasons 3-9 of Invader Zim on DVD.

Yes boys and girls, you heard me right, seasons 3-9. In this particular universe, the best cartoon show of all time, was not canceled in the second season. In season 9, Zim is now in college, living in the dorms and trying to keep the truth from his roommate, Dib. It actually was a pleasant surprise. I'm told it was Victoria's idea and though it was nice gesture, I was far too depressed and guilt ridden to enjoy it.

That didn't stop me from watching it, as it could at least serve to help pass the time and occasionally distract me from the pain.

Over the next few days, I watched that cartoons. Jadelyn offered the scissoring, but I had her turn if off after the first death It cause me to start to flash back to Tori.

So I just watched cartoons on DVD over the next few days. Invader Zim, Scooby Doo, though nothing with Scrappy Doo, whom I hate with the passion of a thousand burning suns, Johnny Bravo, Ren & Stimpy and the old Bug's bunny Cartoons. Jadelyn offered books and the like, but I only wanted to watch cartoons.