Rhyder
“Get off of me.” I snapped back to reality the second Bella went down. Pain ripping through my shoulder. I would have clutched at it if I could but the shackles that bound me to the bed posts wouldn’t budge.
Missy didn’t respond , but she did turn her face towards Bellas lifeless form. A small cruel smile curved her mouth.
“Missy get the f**k off me.” I cried out louder this time. The pain in my shoulder was like a white hot ball of agony. I bucked my hips hard. And Missy turned back to me with a snarl. Her fingernails digging into my chest and drawing blood. Her eyes were still glazed. She was looking straight at me but she wasn’t seeing me. I couldn’t even be sure that she was actually Missy right now.
Hell I couldn’t even be sure I was me. Except I needed to get to Bella. H
