the shin, but Hermes hits the side of her head to stop her. She falls back against the cold, firm wall and her head lies on the floor, bloodied and broken, rendering her unconscious yet again.
After the confrontation, Hades reaches into his back pocket and pulls out an empty container and a tube. The tube is clear and very narrow—like a straw. The container is clear as well but clouded, like it’s been used before. Hermes holds the woman down by kneeling on her arms, in case she wakes up, while Hades brings a razor down the woman’s forearm. A thin trickle of blood leaks out, and Hades sticks the tube against her skin. He positions it so the tube collects her blood, and in turn, slowly drips into the container where he stores it.
Nausea washes over me as I watch this woman get drained of her blood, drop by drop. I gag and almost lose the contents of my stomach. As I fight to keep the thick bile from overflowing my mouth, Hermes turns towards me, smiling his odd grin as if he can hear me struggling.
I hold onto the vision, not wanting it to finish, needing to see how it will end. Who is this woman? Does she live?
I struggle to stand, hoping to catch a glimpse of the woman’s face, but my legs buckle under my weight. The vision fades and blackness leaves me blind.
I scream when sight and sound come back to me. I don’t know what happened or how my vision is suddenly changing, but every aspect of it unhinges me. I can’t handle the intensity. This has never happened to me before. I’ve never dreamt one thing only to have it change later. It’s unsettling.
“Eury, what happened?” Ari’s intense focus is solely on me. The sheets are draped around his waist, leaving his chest perfectly bare. Focusing on Ari, I’m able to slow down my breathing, letting my sputtering heart rest.
“Another dream,” I whisper. Ari wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me into him, cradling my head against his chest. I cry as he comforts me, slowly rubbing up and down my back. “Thank god you were here,” I whisper to him, happy that I wasn’t in my dorm room alone. I need to find a way to control my mind, and I know Professor Onassis is the only one who can help me.
“Do you want to talk about it?” he asks after my crying slows down to just a trickle.
“No,” I say, not sure what it even has to do with my real life. “Let’s say I pulled a prank on someone here, would I go to jail?” I question, thinking back to the prank on Carter.
“What?” He’s clearly at a loss from my question. “You’re not going to jail ever so get that out of your head.” He pulls me into him again. He leans us back against the head board, and once I’m relaxed, I lie against his bare chest. I let my hand travel up and down his stomach, feeling all the contours, emphasizing each and every ridge.
I’m not sure how long it takes me to fall back asleep but the rest of the night is dreamless.
“Eury, baby. Wake up,” a deep voice rasps out to me. I flutter my eyes open and take in the bright light coming from the tall peaking windows. I glance around and find Ari standing next to me at the edge of the bed, fully dressed in his slacks and button up shirt, staring at me.
“What’s wrong?” I ask him, wondering why he’s waking me up when I was so snug. This bed is so warm that I don’t ever want to get out of it. I’m mad he’s all ready to go when I just want to snuggle all day.
“You’re late,” he says, and when I give him a flustered face, he continues, “for class…”
“Oh no.” I leap up from the bed. I throw on my shirt and shoes. I run to the bathroom and lock myself in so I can get ready for class. I quickly run a comb through my hair and then realize that I don’t have a toothbrush here.
I look around the room and spot Ari’s blue one lying along the sink. We’ve kissed, so I just grab his brush and clean my teeth.
I swing open the door to his bedroom but
After the confrontation, Hades reaches into his back pocket and pulls out an empty container and a tube. The tube is clear and very narrow—like a straw. The container is clear as well but clouded, like it’s been used before. Hermes holds the woman down by kneeling on her arms, in case she wakes up, while Hades brings a razor down the woman’s forearm. A thin trickle of blood leaks out, and Hades sticks the tube against her skin. He positions it so the tube collects her blood, and in turn, slowly drips into the container where he stores it.
Nausea washes over me as I watch this woman get drained of her blood, drop by drop. I gag and almost lose the contents of my stomach. As I fight to keep the thick bile from overflowing my mouth, Hermes turns towards me, smiling his odd grin as if he can hear me struggling.
I hold onto the vision, not wanting it to finish, needing to see how it will end. Who is this woman? Does she live?
I struggle to stand, hoping to catch a glimpse of the woman’s face, but my legs buckle under my weight. The vision fades and blackness leaves me blind.
I scream when sight and sound come back to me. I don’t know what happened or how my vision is suddenly changing, but every aspect of it unhinges me. I can’t handle the intensity. This has never happened to me before. I’ve never dreamt one thing only to have it change later. It’s unsettling.
“Eury, what happened?” Ari’s intense focus is solely on me. The sheets are draped around his waist, leaving his chest perfectly bare. Focusing on Ari, I’m able to slow down my breathing, letting my sputtering heart rest.
“Another dream,” I whisper. Ari wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me into him, cradling my head against his chest. I cry as he comforts me, slowly rubbing up and down my back. “Thank god you were here,” I whisper to him, happy that I wasn’t in my dorm room alone. I need to find a way to control my mind, and I know Professor Onassis is the only one who can help me.
“Do you want to talk about it?” he asks after my crying slows down to just a trickle.
“No,” I say, not sure what it even has to do with my real life. “Let’s say I pulled a prank on someone here, would I go to jail?” I question, thinking back to the prank on Carter.
“What?” He’s clearly at a loss from my question. “You’re not going to jail ever so get that out of your head.” He pulls me into him again. He leans us back against the head board, and once I’m relaxed, I lie against his bare chest. I let my hand travel up and down his stomach, feeling all the contours, emphasizing each and every ridge.
I’m not sure how long it takes me to fall back asleep but the rest of the night is dreamless.
“Eury, baby. Wake up,” a deep voice rasps out to me. I flutter my eyes open and take in the bright light coming from the tall peaking windows. I glance around and find Ari standing next to me at the edge of the bed, fully dressed in his slacks and button up shirt, staring at me.
“What’s wrong?” I ask him, wondering why he’s waking me up when I was so snug. This bed is so warm that I don’t ever want to get out of it. I’m mad he’s all ready to go when I just want to snuggle all day.
“You’re late,” he says, and when I give him a flustered face, he continues, “for class…”
“Oh no.” I leap up from the bed. I throw on my shirt and shoes. I run to the bathroom and lock myself in so I can get ready for class. I quickly run a comb through my hair and then realize that I don’t have a toothbrush here.
I look around the room and spot Ari’s blue one lying along the sink. We’ve kissed, so I just grab his brush and clean my teeth.
I swing open the door to his bedroom but
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