Page 150 of Jagged Souls
Sagging to the floor, I bawl my eyes out, hating who I’ve become. I don’t even want to be saved anymore. I don’t ever want to see Dayne or Lou again. I don’t want them to seeme. I deserve to stay here. Die here. Be tortured until my final breath.
I sold my soul to V, so Hel is where I belong.
Varius, if you can feel this… Leave me to rot alone.
“Bitch, I don’t think so.”Dayne’s voice snaps back at me, my subconscious trying to keep me alive as there’s no way for him to actually speak to me. There aren’t any telepaths on earth, and even if Varius managed to drag one through the portal, they’d have to know my mind well in order to pick me out among all the others on the planet.
“I’m busting my ass trying to get to you. You better not make me do all this for nothing.”
My sob breaks, and I press my hand across my mouth.
“Bitch, do youknowhow much sleep I’ve missed?”
I crumble as I think about how grumpy Dayne is in the morning. I can hear his sass so clearly. See the annoyance in his eyes.
“So get your ass up and figure your shit out so I can catch up on my Zs.”
Gods, I miss him so fucking much, but I don’t want him here. Even in my mind, it feels sowrong.Like I’m tainting all the good memories.
He didn’t sleep well when I first found him. Whatever had happened to him in that cage, he’d learned to always keep one eye open. But eventually, he started to sleep in my presence. Just naps at the start – though he’d always deny it. Then they would get longer. Deeper. Once, I made a loud noise, and he didn’t even stir.
My chest constricts with the tears I cried that day. He went through hel as just a kid.For years.And I watched him heal from it.
But he didn’t become the monster I did.
He didn’t… He didn’t do… what I did with Bear.
If he knew...
He’d want me to kill him.
Whatever happened between us after would be sortedafter.
But Dayne would want him dead.
“Do it for me, princess?”he says.
I’ll do anything for you.
“Atta girl.”
With a last broken sob, I wipe my hand across my face as I take deep, shuddering breaths. My shaking starts to calm, then I push to my feet and turn towards the bathroom door. I lock it before I step into the shower.
It’s a quick scrub this time – not an attempt to cleanse my soul. I’m just removing all the vomit from my face and neck and all the cum off my thighs. I hesitate for a second, thinking about cleaning my pussy of Bear’s presence, but I don’t trust myself to stop there.
Already, my body is responding to the mere closeness of my hand. The arousal is prickling at my skin, and sharp on its heels is the urge to find Sadist so I can score some more V.
Ripping both my hands away from my body, I press them against the wall of the shower and shudder out a breath. The urge is so fucking strong. The temptation to give in. Maybe if I seek him out, I can name the terms…
Maybe the price won’t be as bad this time.
Clenching my teeth, I grope around for the tap, then turn down the heat. The sudden burst of cold water shocks me, and I breathe in raggedly as goosebumps spread across my skin.
I stand under the spray until I start to shiver. Until the urge fades enough to ignore it –just.
My pussy clenches, begging me to touch it, to experience a bit of that high just to tide me over. But I know it won’t stop there. Itwon’t.
And I owe it to Dayne… to all the kids to kill Bear first.
