Dark Angel: The Light Within the Dark

Chapter 17

              "Wake up," Zach whispers in my ear. My eyes open slowly, and I wince. Gosh, will this fucking headache ever go away?

Looking around I see the familiar walls of my bedroom. They're a light tan and only a couple photographs are pinned onto the wall. One of me and Constantine, another of Caesar, Tyson and I at the club, and the last one of me and all the seven deadly sins. The sheer black canopy drapes have been untied and drawn out closing me off from the world. It's almost like I'm in my own little place.

I squirm a bit trying to get comfortable. My brain feels all muddled. Like it's been filled with smoke. I know I don't sleep much but I do know beds are supposed to be a lot softer than this.

"Stop squirming will ya." I look down to see tanned bare skin underneath where my head was. That would explain why my bed isn't soft. I look up and Zach is staring down at me with a small forced smile on his face.

"What happened?" I groan. "Actually, never mind. If I don't know what happened, then you won't know what happened." I know I should move but I don't. I'm surprisingly comfortable. Is this considered cuddling? I've never cuddled with anyone except Constantine and that was only after we fucked because I was too lazy to move off him afterward. "You can help me go to sleep. Another ability from our bond." I state.

"What was trying to break free from behind your wall? You called it the darkness but what is it?"

"I don't know exactly but it's dangerous. That's why it's locked behind my wall. I know that if it gets let out, only destruction will come from it."

"It was attacking you." I look up at him confused. "I was able to join you in your mind. I'm not sure how and I don't know why it was attacking you, but I know it was." This past day has brought up many questions. They just continue to stack up one on top of another. It's never-ending and I'm not sure how I'll ever find the answers.

Caesar barges into the room. Something is wrong with my senses since I didn't hear Caesar's loud ass coming. He strides over to the bed and moves the canopy aside to hand me the phone in his hand.

"Hello."

"Get down here as soon as possible. I have Raiden's recruiter in my office." Tyson tells me.

"Don't start the fun without me," I tell him and hang up. I throw the phone back to Cesar. "Cesar, tell everyone to be ready to go in five." I get out of bed and rummage through my dresser for clothes. In under a minute I've changed into high waisted leggings that have mesh openings on the upper and lower outer thigh, a long sleeve ladder back crop top, and knee-high combat boots. Everything is in black. My favorite color.

"You shouldn't go," Zach says from the bed. He's leaning back on his hands staring at me. I wonder what happened to the gentlemen who looked away when I was naked in front of him. Not that I care. I'm comfortable in my own skin. Anyone can admire but they can't touch without my say so.

"I don't have a choice."

"Yes, you do. Jade, you're sick, you need to stay here and rest." I scoff. Me? Sick? Yeah right. Those two words have never been used in the same sentence. It's not possible. "Do you even realize how long you were out for? Three days drifting in an out of consciousness." I was out for three days? What a waste of time. Sleeping when I should have been working. Who knows what has happened in these last three days.

"You can come or stay. Whether I'm sick or not I'm going." Whatever my body needed to do it did and now it's ready to get back to work. He yanks his shirt off the floor and pulls it on over his toned torso. Zach follows me to the front door without another word. Ash hands me my blades which I strap to my hips and Abby hands me some daggers to tuck into my boot. This time I decide to leave the gun at home. A couple minutes later everyone is at the door ready to go. "We're going for a run. Keep up everyone."