"It has to mean something" Peter says waltzing back and forth around my hospital room "I mean your coma was the exact same as our dreams, except more-" he stutters trying to think of what to say "threatening towards me, Peter I almost died, it felt so real" I say resting my shoulders back into the pillows.
"yes but everything that we have dreamed has become reality like its a premonition, so technically it is" Peter rambles. I feel my gaze drift over to roman, I suddenly feel intimidated by him, even though I am stronger than him something still made my stomach churn.
I begin to think about what Nikolai said, he was right, this is way bigger than I think. I'm just some stupid girl who thinks I can just save the world with a click, why have I just automatically made myself some saviour. I don't owe anyone anything. I'm not a hero.
"so the snake almost killed you or it did kill you?" roman asks, thats right I didn't tell him the truth. I barely know roman and I have a pretty decent idea of how many people he has killed, I just couldn't trust him with that information. If he thinks he is stronger than me, and I dreamt it, he probably is. I mean he didn't mention anything like that happening in his dreams, so i'll just let it slide "no, it almost killed me" I mumble.
"It wasn't like that though roman" I say looking up at him and then to peter "I felt vulnerable, like I was... mortal" I say twisting my face up in disgust. Peter and roman both exchange looks and roman arches his eyebrow "what, like your were human?" he questions "yeah" I mumble "not that I know what that feels like" I add. "wait so you have always been immortal" roman asks scrunching his face up. "yep, all immortals emotions are usually heightened but mine aren't. I'm only half dead, all of my feelings died when I was born so the whole human thing is new. fear. pain." I say sadly, Peter looked like he felt sorry for me.
"well you're obviously the target so we need to protect you" roman states seriously, I immediately furrow my eyebrows "matey, you can't help me, I'm twice as strong as you. dude the only reason I'm here is cause we have the same dreams. I don't need you" I spit twisting my body up and ripping needle that had been shoved into my vein out, "cause I really need that" I mumble looking at the drip. I reach up to my face and feel the NG tube weaving into my face, I huff knowing that I can't just rip that one out.
I heave myself off the bed and feel my weight hit to my feet, I stumble and feel roman catch me "I'm fine" I say arrogantly shoving him off me, I storm out of the room, getting all of ten feet before a bunch of guards tackled me back "miss, you have no admission to leave the room" one of the speak deeply, "and you have no authority" roman speaks sternly.
I feel their grip immediately fall from my arms, I turn to roman and scoff "so your like the fucking boss off this joint, king Godfrey, or king douche bag. either or" I state beginning my escape again.
I begin to work up my pace as I begin to steady and get used to my feet. I'm wearing a hospital gown and I'm completely naked under neath it which makes it a bit awkward. I finally make it to an elevator and enter. I look at the panel which has a bajillion buttons, I push on the first floor cause I'm guessing thats the exit.
The elevator begin to make its way up, hard to believe I'm fifteen floors underneath the earth right now. it reaches the first level and I feel more relaxed finally convincing myself I can be in the comfort of my own home again. But nooooo, Stella, how dare you think you can just carry on hiding behind your so called cape of normality, the one that helps convince people you are just the piece of a 7 billion person puzzle that doesn't even exist.
The elevator continues to shift up and my stomach shifts down. "what the fuck?!" I say in a rather panicked tone. what is happening why am I so afraid. the stupid fucking coma has done something to my.
I am now at the thirty fifth floor when it begins to slow down, "no, no, no" I feel tears brim in my eyes.
The doors slowly springs open and no one is there, I know that if I step out I will be attacked.
I begin to chant, I mean heck its the best thing I can think to do. I chant out a spell, any spell, just one that helps. before I can even finish repeating it once, some one leaps out at me and I catch their throat with my hand.
I feel my jaw tighten and my teeth grit. I throw them back, far enough for them to hit the wall on the other side of the lobby.
I step out and about ten people all dressed in a white lab coat or black clothing lurch at me.
I begin to grab throats and break limbs, losing control of my anger. Until I feel a slight prick in my neck, I turn and see a tanned man standing there with a intrigued look on his face. I reach up to the sting in my neck and a rather large syringe hung right out.
I feel my upper lip flare and I lurch myself towards him just as the curtain to my conciseness closes.
my body thumps onto the hard cold white tile floor and my eyes draw themselves together. whatever he just injected into me completely knocked me out. Which seems impossible.
Unless he knows what I am.
so this chapter kind of sucked it was really just a filler chapter but I hope you enjoyed it anyway. I'm hoping to update more regularly so that this book will start to build on its storyline, cause I'm just winging it.
anyways your truly, aileysh
thanks for reading x
