19
IVY
Dark. So dark.
Were there monsters inside this inky black prison with me?
I jolted awake and smacked Rupert on the chin while trying to escape my dream
In it, I couldn’t breathe.
She warned me in a witchy whisper, just outside the closet she’d locked me in. “Not a peep out of you. I’ve got company and I don’t need him getting scared off by some pain in the a*s kid!”
I shuddered as the terrifying images from my nightmare slowly filtered out of my mind and stroked the raised ridges of flesh on my left arm.
“Everything okay?” Daddy watched me intently. “Nice long nap you took. You might not suffer jet lag.”
I lifted a trembling hand to cling to his shirt front, and he kissed the top of my head.
The erratic beat of my pulse slowed.
Words that wound echo in the chambers of you
