I had a feeling she’d betray me.
Chapter 8 - Hudson
Black keeps fading inand out of my vision.
Every fiber focuses on just taking one more breath. I just need to hold out long enough that I can heal…before I die.
Fire starts to eat at the tips of my fingers giving me a glimmer of hope.
It’s better than a few moments ago when I couldn’t feelanythingexcept the surge of anger at Jenny’s betrayal.
Maybe I shouldn’t blame her. I hid the truth from her for decades.
And she’s right, I watched her suffer countless times, all while keeping my silence.
But she didn’t have to break myfucking neck!
Pain blooms over my palms and the soles of my feet while I manage to turn my head a fraction of an inch back to normal.
Then another.
The first full inhale gives me a rush of oxygen after nearly suffocating for the last…how long?
If anyone finds me like this, I’m screwed on so many levels.
One more grunt, and my chin finally falls square with my shoulder sending a shock wave through my limp body.
But at least I’m aligned again.
It takes longer than I wanted to gain full control of myself. I can’t believe I let her do this to me.
I have to find her.
What would I do? Hate her for wanting to escape?
I’m so damn conflicted. Let’s start with getting dressed.
Her smell inundates my every pore, so I wipe the remnants from my lips on my sleeve, then take a shuddering pause.
Where would she go? All the years of knowing her, and I still don’t have a clue which direction she would run.
Shit.
The door falls shut behind me.
Uh oh. Where’s my ID?
Ash will help me. He knows I’ve been pining over Jenny for years.
I’ll just have my old one deactivated.
When I step around the corner towards the main hall, distant screams echo off the concrete from the VIP wing.
What the hell?
Breaking into a trot, then a full blown sprint, I rush into a scene of blood, bodies, and yelling doctors.
“What happened?” I grab the shirt of the nearest orderly, forcing him to look at me.
