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Chapter 70: Sarah
The building is empty. Deserted. The hall echoes faintly with my carpet-muffled footsteps, making me notice how hard I am stomping my feet down. Fury and misery burn through me in equal measures, and my thoughts are a mess. How dare he, after what I’ve done for him? I’ve already slammed the door on my awareness of his emotions. I don’t need to feel him fussing over his vampire best buddy.
He knew Jade longer than he’s known me.
Of course he’d cling to her rather than letting her go and staying with me. All I’ve ever done for him is to drag him into a mess of vampire takeover plots and horse-killing werewolves. I was so determined to rescue him, so happy to be able to save him. Now I feel like it’s that ancient video game. I’ve won the battle but all I get is to be told “Our princess is in another castle.”
There’s not even any bodies. I wonder if the warriors take them to wherever Bellmout
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“After the attack. Shelley. Did you, or any of the others, call the police?” Shelley nods, but holds up a finger to stop me from jumping back in with any comment about it. “We had to. You two were missing. Someone was going to ask questions eventually. The longer we left it, the more suspicious we’d look. Don’t worry, we lied. We said we thought it was a gang of some sort, probably all on drugs. They tried to mug us, then started fighting amongst themselves so some of us managed to run off, but we didn’t see what happened to you.” She shrugs. “We thought if they found any vampire bodies, they’d think it was them who killed each other. I don’t think they did though, or they’d have been back asking questions. They haven’t given a call back or anything. We didn’t file a missing persons report. I don’t think anyone else has either?” “Maybe Mr Patel would, but…” Sarah didn’t. Sarah just came to get me. Look where that got her. I shake my head. “Nobody wou
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There is a figure sitting on the front steps, huddled and dark beneath the neon spotlight of the street lighting. His feet are tucked in, his arms wrapped around his shins and his chin resting on his knees. I don’t need to be close enough to see his face to know who it is.I stop when there are still a couple of steps between us. If I get too close, I don’t know what I will do. Hit him, kick him, fall into him and howl. There is an invisible line between us. If I cross it, I will overload and break. There are too many words tumbling around my head, wanting to be poured out of me, needing to be set free. I snatch at my thoughts, scrabbling to find just one and voice it. I sound small. Lost. “You left me there.”The figure on the steps shakes his head. “You didn’t need me. You never have.” He sounds just as small. How dare he? How dare he pretend he’s the powerless one here?“I needed you to support me!”
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