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“I don’t know,” I answer honestly. How the hell do I explain to my best friend that I was in some weird plane that I have no knowledge off?
“Don’t lie to me,” he mutters, moving his head closer to me. “Please tell me what happened?”
I start to draw an imaginary pattern in the sheet I’m lying on with my fingers, my anxiety spiking as I try to muster up the courage to tell him what happened. I know I can trust him and he won’t laugh at me, but there is always uncertainty when it comes to him.
“I ended up in the wasteland again,” I whisper, not daring to meet his gaze. “The hooded man was there too.”
I see his size shift again, then there’s a groaning of metal and I have to smile. Even when my mind is as jumbled as it is now. He slithers his way from the bed post, until he’s stretched out at the side of me on the bed. If anyone could see him now, they would probably have a heart attack because to normal people, he would look like he’s sizing me up to see if he could eat me.
His eyes tell me how desperate he is to know what happened while I was there, and the reassuring vibe I’m getting from him is enough for me to take a deep breath and spill it all.
* * *
Kevin’s eyes are bugging out of his head as I wrap up my tale, I even divulged the creepy voice I heard in the dark place. He didn’t say anything nasty or snarky as I retold what happened, he just laid by my side, listening intently, and I honestly don’t know how I can thank him for being my rock all these years.
“So that’s it,” I say with a harsh breath, closing my eyes. “Do you know what that place is?”
I wait patiently as he hums at the side of me, I know that’s his tell for him thinking. I wait, and wait. When it feels like a few minutes have passed, I open my eyes. My brows furrow together in confusion when I see the concern shining in his eyes. He’s looking at me, but not actually seeing me, and I watch him, getting antsy by the second.
“No,” he says out of the blue, turning his head far enough away that we are no longer looking at one another.
“No?” I ask suspiciously.
He shakes his head at me, then turns away until he is no longer looking directly me. I almost gasp, he’s only ever done this one other time. When he ate my pet bunny and he felt guilty over it.
“What aren’t you telling me?” I ask forcefully.
“Nothing,” he insists again. I open my mouth to retort, but he continues speaking. “What the hell happened with that douche, Asher?”
I shrug, not knowing how to answer that one. I’ve never felt pain like that in my entire existence. Not even when I was told my parents were killed, I felt like I was being torn in two from the feeling inside.
“If he ever puts his hands on you like that again, Poison, I will eat him!”
I snort at that, the imagine playing clearer in my head. My eyes are heavy as I listen to him ranting about what he wants to do to the douche. Honestly, I hope he leaves me alone because everything that is coming out of Kevin’s mouth right now is terrifying. There’s a knock on the door that pulls me out of the tired state I was in.
“Poison?”
I look over my shoulder, finding Mr Skullmyer with his head poking through the door. My heart drops at the look on his face, I slowly sit myself up. My heart rate instantly going like a freight train is in there. He steps into the room, making sure the door is firmly shut behind him.
“I knew she wouldn’t let me stay,” I rush out. The hollowness in my chest from earlier rearing its head.
“Your aunt had to leave for an emergency,” he says with a furrowed brow. “She says she will be back as soon as she can.”
“So what does that mean for me now, Sir?” I ask.
“I’ve got a healer coming to see if we can heal you of your wounds, then I want you to start training with Ajax,” he says with a harsh breath. “I’m not happy about this, Poison, but I also don’t like the thought of something happening to you and you not being able to defend yourself.”
“I’m a human in a supernatural world, Sir,” I admit with a hushed tone. “I’ve never truly been able to defend myself, but I’m going to the human world, so what do I have to worry about other than mundane things?”
“Being in the human world doesn’t mean things will be easier than here, even humans themselves can bad,” he says with a sharp look, like he’s really pressing this.
“I know that, Sir, but there is like, a one in how many chance that I’m going to get hurt there,” I say, pulling myself higher into a more upright position. “At least there I don’t have to worry about people wanting to off me for being a dud.”
He silently watches me as I play with a piece of thread that’s worked its way loose on the sheet. I’m doing everything to avoid the two sets of eyes that are currently piercing imaginary daggers into my flesh.
A swift rap of knuckles on the door alerts all three of us that someone’s wanting in. My anxiety builds and my palms become slick with sweat. My minds conjured up the idea that Ajax is on the other side of the door at the command of Mr Skullmyer and he’s going to dictate my training schedule to me.
“Good evening, Mr Skullmyer,” a dark-haired woman with weird markings on her face says as she sweeps into the room with a trail of flowing black material behind her.
