No. Fight until the death.
That’s how you were always going to go out anyway.
Light flashes so bright, it blinds me. My body heats as muscle memory takes hold the second a pair of hands grabs me. I summon the darkness within me and command it to break free.
The first grunt my fist drags out fuels the inferno, encouraging it to burn hotter.
Burn it all to the fucking ground.
Kill them all.
Fuck all of them. Whoever they are.
They all abandoned you.
I move faster than I ever have before. Everywhere my limbs shoot out, a noise of pain pierces my ears.
Yes. Feel what the hell I feel.
“Okay, angel,” a voice groans from behind me when my elbow jabs into them.
They expertly dodge my head as I throw it backward. I’m not fast enough to knock their hand away from my neck and my body falls still.
“Now that you’ve beat the shit out of your boyfriends, we need to get the fuck out of here.”
Warmth soaks through my skin, my blood, my body, and the tension holding me hostage melts away.
My thoughts slowly unjumble, but my breathing is loud, uncontrollable. The red haze slips from my gaze as the light continues to burn it away.
My wide, wild eyes bounce from the cut on Creed’s cheek to the way Kyzen’s rolling his shoulder. Numbness seeps through every crevice of my soul as I track the blood dripping from Amick’s lip.
“Little goddess.”
My attention flicks to Kyzen and the hand he’s stretching toward me. There’s color in his eyes and worry on his face that wasn’t there a moment ago.
“Let’s get you home.”
My throat clogs and I choke down the salty saliva. It burns.
“I don’t have a home.”
His face fractures in a way I don’t understand for a fleeting second before he smooths it back out.
“Then we’ll build you one.”
That’s too much work.
I shouldn’t tell them what they can and can’t do, though.
Fight or flight, Thayla.
Pick your battle wisely.
What do you have left in you?
Nothing.
“Okay.”
