“That’s a possibility. I think what’s more of a possibility is that you want to believe that to alleviate your own worries, and maybe, just maybe…it’s because you hope to one day rebuild your relationship with your mother and you’re projecting.”
I tighten my jaw and turn my head from his.
“I’m going to change and we’re going to Yemi’s.”
“Thayla…”
“No.”
I stomp back into my room and head for my closet. It’s still in the works of rearranging itself back to normal, but it’s tidy enough that I can find a simple outfit to put on.
My whole body vibrates as I walk the short distance to Yemi’s back door, and my hand trembles as I lift it to knock.
Doren pokes his head out cautiously, as if surprised that someone’s at this door rather than the front. He swings it wide when he realizes it’s just me.
“Thayla. What are you doing here?”
“What?” I hear Yemi shout, followed by her footsteps coming this way. “Thayla, what…”
Her eyes scan me from head to toe as her entire Valtrue piles up behind her and stares at me.
“The Goddess of Creation kicked me out of her house and starshot me to the Court. She kept the guys. Derivius is going to find out what’s going on.”
My flat voice sounds as hollow as I’m starting to feel and her jaw drops open.
“That bitch. What do we need to do, Thay? You tell us and we’ll do it.”
My gaze moves to Sevryn’s harsh tone.
That’s the first time he’s ever used my nickname.
My bottom lip trembles as every emotion imaginable assaults my chest.
“I don’t know.”
Riven
17
“The thoughts come crawling one by one, bah-dah, bah-dah.
The thoughts come crawling one by one, bah-dah, bah-dah.
The thoughts come crawling one by one,
And every whisper weighs a ton,
And they all go marching through my mind
To drown my calm…
Boom, boom, boom, boom.”
I snicker under my breath as Creed’s shoulder slams into the door in perfect synchrony with my song.
Let’s see if we can time it again, shall we?
“The walls lean closer two by two, bah-dah, bad-dah.
