Charcoal Tears (Seraph Black Book 1) by Jane Washington

Author:Jane Washington [Washington, Jane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Love Traingle, young adult, magic, science fiction, paranormal, romance, fantasy, high school, urban fantasy
Published: 2015-09-14T05:00:00+00:00

12

Grounded

I had killed someone.

Silas was hovering over me, pulling the burnt material of the sweater away from my hands, and it hurt, but that wasn’t why I couldn’t stop crying. The man had a huge chunk of metal sticking out of his chest, and I was the one who had put it there. I stumbled away from Silas and heaved, but nothing came out. I crumbled, and he caught me. He carried me to the Jeep and buckled me into the passenger seat. He disappeared and a moment later, he was helping Noah and Cabe into the back. We drove out and passed the police cars on the bridge. There was an ambulance following them.

Too late.

I woke up in a hospital, and there were two men sitting on either side of me. I looked to my left, trying to bring Noah and Cabe’s faces into focus. Happy sunshine blasted through me as Cabe’s face stopped wavering, and then I looked to Noah, and the world stopped spinning as a whole. He brought it all back, straightened it, and forced it to behave. He dived inside me and caught all of the pieces, holding them together while Cabe’s gentle gold light wrapped around me.

I reached out and Cabe caught my arm, and then my head fell to the left. Silas’s untamed fire unsettled me for a moment, but then it surged through my cold limbs and bubbled contentedly in my blood. Quillan looked the worst-off, and on some level, I knew it was because there was something different about our relationship. It was suddenly obvious how much Cabe and Noah cared for me, and Quillan and I both knew that what we felt was… less.

I lifted my other arm and Silas caught my wrist.

They were my pairs.

I blacked out again.

I woke up in a bed that smelled like dewy spring and sweet toffee. My eyes were heavy and my limbs were even heavier. I groaned as I tried to sit up and only managed to fall back down again. I tried for a second time and managed to straighten and stand. The room spun before me and I put a hand up to my face. Bandages brushed my forehead and I brought my hands back down, seeing that they were taped up to the wrists. Even my fingers were covered. I looked further down and saw another bandage wrapped around my leg, right below my left knee. My arms were covered in healing cuts. I was dressed in one of Cabe’s shirts and a pair of gym shorts. I hobbled to the door, needing to pause as pain shot up my leg. I pulled it open and found the apartment empty.

Taking what peace I could before the inevitable lectures started, I made it to the bathroom and ran a bath. I pulled off Cabe’s shirt, my hands feeling clunky and useless. Unhooking my bra turned out to be impossible, so I slid it down—a painful process in itself—and stepped out of it.

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