4. Chapter 4
Chapter 4
Raena
I don’t know what’s worse– the rising bile in my throat or the inability to move my body.
If I throw up when I can’t move, I’m going to drown in my vomit. So, I guess both are equally bad.
My eyes don’t feel as heavy, but when I try to open them, I’m met with oppressive resistance.
I’m blindfolded.
I don’t feel like I’m floating outside my body anymore, but I’m not staying still. My body rocks back and forth against something hard and lumpy, making the nausea worse with every move.
“He…he-lp,” I try to scream, but my words are slurred and feel like sandpaper against my dry throat, barely making a sound.
My shoulders ache, and when I try to move my arms to relieve the pressure, I realize they’re tightly bound behind my back, underneath me.
Fucking hell.
My mind is still groggy, but it doesn’t take a genius to figure out what the fuck happened. I’ve been here before. And I got to say, it still fucking sucks ass.
I just don’t understand what my mother has to do with this. Is she involved with King? Deep in my bones, I know this is his doing. I knew he would come for me eventually, and while it wasn’t exactly my plan to get kidnapped again, it was something I accounted for when I planned my revenge. If I’m being completely honest, I was counting on it.
You can’t slay a monster you’re not willing to face.
This doesn't change anything– it just brings me one step closer to my vengeance.
Relaxing my body in this uncomfortable–and unfortunate position– I let a devious smile slide over my face. My head doesn’t feel quite as muddled now. A calming sense of peace and clarity washes over me like soft waves lapping at the shoreline.
The realization hits me– this time, I’m not alone.