Page 78 of Whispered Warnings: Part One

Then, just like that, he’s gone.

“You have got to be fucking kidding me!” I can’t help but yell at whoever might be listening.

I am getting really fucking sick of shit like that happening. Why couldn’t he have waited around for an extra two minutes to tell me what the fuck was going on? Oh wait, let me guess, it’s because I can’t know yet.

I take a deep breath, willing myself to calm down.

Bed.

That’s what I need, I need to get some sleep, put this day behind me and focus on the things that I do know, not the things that are out of my control. I will get the answers that I want, one way or another but not tonight, tonight I’m going to get some much-needed rest.

With this in mind, I don’t waste any more time as I strip off down to my underwear and snuggle under the covers. I love pyjamas, which is why I bought some, but I don’t like sleeping in them. They get all twisted up around me, and I fucking hate it and end up stripping them off anyway. Apparently, River’s shirt was the exception to that, but it smelled like him, and I loved that.

I really need to steal another one of his shirts. I’m hoping that I will eventually have one from each of them, although I am aware of just how fucking insane that sounds. Fortunately for me, no one but me can hear the thought. Well, the voices might be able to, but as I have never been able to communicate with them in any way, I’m just assuming that they can’t hear my thoughts.

If they can then I feel sorry for them, my mind is a messy, confused and dangerous place at the best of times and some of my thoughts are not entirely sane.

Okay brain, that’s enough random internal babble now is the time to switch off and go to sleep. The voices are a distant hum in my mind, which sort of acts like white noise and even though my brain never actually shuts up, I do find myself drifting off into what I hope will be a restful sleep.

My last thought before I fully succumb is that I really should find out more about kelpies if I am going to have one as a friend.

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The next morning, I wake up quite early since I went to sleep so early, and I feel surprisingly refreshed which makes a nice change. Another bonus is I didn’t shoot the wall, have a nightmare, or have any of the guys in here because I screamed and freaked out about something.

I frown, I really haven’t made a very good impression, have I?

Taking a quick shower, I then dress in something comfy since I am supposed to be training with Reed today at some point and realize that in the shopping trip yesterday, I neglected to pick up any workout clothes, so I’m going to have to make do with leggings and a tank.

Hopefully, I can grab one of the guy’s laptops today and order some more stuff. Including another phone and a laptop so I don’t have to keep relying on the guy’s ones.

As I pull open my door, I look down just in time to avoid stepping on a tray that holds a laptop, a chocolate pastry thing, and a still-steaming cup of coffee.

There is a note folded on top of the laptop, and I quickly pick it up.

“We have gone for a run around the property, didn’t want to disturb you since you need your rest after yesterday, and if I remember correctly, ‘running is the devils sport’, magic is keeping the coffee hot. Get what you need, and we will be back soon. If you need us Griff says to use his phone.”

I burst out laughing. I know for a fact that Evander wrote this even without him signing it. I told him many times about my distaste for running. I only run if I have to, and that’s usually because I’m running away from something that is trying to kill me or I’m running toward something that needs saving. I honestly can’t think of anything worse than voluntarily going for a run.

Yuck.

I know that people find it enjoyable and relaxing and that’s great for them, it’s just never really been my thing and Van knows that. I’m glad he didn’t try to wake me up to go for a run, I can’t imagine that would have ended well for any of them.

Picking up the tray, I turn back around and head into my room, closing the door behind me with my foot and smiling when I see Griff’s phone hidden amongst the stuff on the tray. It’s really fucking sweet that he wants to make sure that I can get hold of them if I need to.

I set everything on my bed, being careful not to spill anything, and then grab the coffee, taking a long gulp as I walk over to the desk and sit down, grabbing a pen and a piece of paper so that I can make a list of what I need to get. If I don’t, then I’m likely to end up with a whole load of shit that I don’t actually need and nothing that I do. I put phone right at the very top.

Chapter Twenty-Six

Neith

Once I have written everything down, I take the list and my coffee back to the bed and get myself comfortable. I may not like to go actual clothes shopping, but I love shopping online. Mainly because I can do it from my bed.

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I have no idea how long I have been shopping for, but River came to bring me lunch and chat for a bit at one point, and I have gotten everything that I needed and a few things that I wanted which was a novel experience for me. I also got some essentials that I forgot yesterday, like extra shampoo and conditioner and things like that. Even though it’s the weekend I have paid extra for next day shipping and I’m guessing that Ransom is going to do his thing and make sure that no one remembers the location of the house and there is no trace of it online. It seems like it would be a really complicated task, but he doesn’t seem to bebothered by doing it so I’m just going to put it down to magic and Ransom’s awesomeness.

I added everything up as I bought things and I am actually wincing at the total, but even though I have spent more in one go than I think I have ever spent in my life, excluding my house, it still hasn’t made a dent into the total amount that is left on the card. I can’t believe how much my life has changed in less than a week.

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