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CHAPTER

TEN

Belle

I’m unsure where I’m at right now; the last clear memory I have is yelling for my brother before everything went black. Thankfully, wherever I am, the pain is absent, which is a good thing since it was so bad, I wanted to throw up. I know there’s a medical reason behind that, but I can’t think of what it is right now. My brain is fuzzy, and I don’t feel like using the effort it’d take to diagnose anything. Instead, I’ll enjoy the warm nothingness, since I know when I actually wake up, the pain will return tenfold, and probably be worse based on what Alvin was gearing up to do to me when my body finally succumbed to the pain.

Warmth begins to spread through me, and I hear a voice I don’t recognize say, “Heal, sweet girl, heal.”