Page 128 of Knox Academy Omnibus
That’s the last thing I remember before dirty hands with sharp nails grab my breasts. I vomit fucking everywhere and am dropped like a sack of shit.
My head cracks on the concrete floor and the world turns black.
Chapter Twelve
Sawyer
It’s been two days and she’s barely woken up in that time. When she has, she’s been incoherent and confused. The doctors say it’s a concussion, nothing too serious, but I’ve never been so afraid in all my life.
“Why hasn’t she woken yet?” Kalen whispers. He’s lying beside her on the bed, unable to tear his eyes away from her pale face. I watch him carefully, well aware that I look as ragged and awful as he does. I care. Deeply. But Kalen...helovesher.
So might I.
I banish the thought and remain focused on Kalen.
“I don’t know what to tell you. You heard the doctors, they said she’ll wake when she’s ready.”
“I can’t believe I left her.” It has to be the thousandth time he’s said this since we found her abandoned in the cave.
“You weren’t to know.”
“She was drunk.”
“That probably saved her injuries from being worse.”
“She could have been…”
“But she wasn’t.” Every argument he has, every ounce of blame he tries to place on himself, I’m here to dismiss it. Kalen is volatile at the best of times; the last thing we need right now is him going off the deep end or sinking into a downward spiral of dark depression caused by misplaced guilt.
“Amelie needs to accept the damage she’s done,” I sigh.
“You sound like Onyx! He said she had to learn her lesson the hard way! I should kill him.”
“Enough, Kalen! I didn’t mean it like that. But Amelie has to realise how dangerous this school just became for her.”
Kalen glowers at me, but doesn’t say anything. He knows I’m right.
Just then we both break off to stare at Amelie as she murmurs in her sleep and stirs.
“What was that, sis?” Kalen asks, leaning in close to catch her response.
“Not...damn...sister…”
“She heard me!” Kalen grins at me. “Amelie, can you hear me?”
“Smell…”
“Huh?”
“I think she’s saying you need a shower,” I smirk.
“Well that’s rich, she puked and has been asleep for days. If anyone needs a shower it’s her!”
“Fuck...off…”
I laugh because although she hasn’t opened her eyes yet, Amelie is very much back and swinging. That’s my girl.
I cross over to the bed and take her small hand in mine, gently rubbing my thumb back and forth over the soft skin.
