Broken and Shifting (book 2) #wattys2016

Chapter 9

I come to with a raging headache. I look around in the dimly lit room and realize I'm
alone. I let out a little huff of relief and close my eyes and check out to
ignore the pain. In my state all I can think about is Dante and Augi and how
utterly sad they looked when I left. The more I thought about it I realized it
must have been pure pity because I was me and there was no one who would ever
love me.

My parents, who gave birth to me and raised me couldn't even love me so why should
I ever expect anyone to. Just once I wish someone would be terrified of losing
me. I'm so terrified of losing people I hold close that I can't let myself get
close. I think I'm afraid to be happy because everytime I get to happy
something bad always happens. At this moment all I want is to cry but I don't
think I can so I just stare blankly at a wall feeling myself break into a
million pieces all over again. I curl into a ball and just fell all my will to
live flee my body. For a few hours I just sit in my head.

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I'm running. I'm running and my feet hurt and bleed but I don't stop. He's there breathing down my neck and I can't stop. I can't let him get me. I can't let him touch me. And then Dante is there. In front of me one second and lying dead and lifeless staring at the sky the next and a scream tears from my chest without abandon. My mate is dead. Jason catches me in the next moment, choking the life out of me slowly as he ruins me.

My eyes fly open, a sob caught in my throat as my hand covers my mouth to smother
it. Tears flow from my eyes and it takes me a moment to realize it was just
another god awful nightmare. After I cry it out for a while, I drift off into a blessedly dreamless sleep for the rest of the night.