Igniting the Spark by Fleur Smith

Author:Fleur Smith [Smith, Fleur]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-19T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

SOMEWHERE BESIDE ME, Clay began to mutter to himself. I couldn’t make out many of his words between my sobs, but “Dad,” “wrong,” and “evil” were among them.

I tried to lift my head to witness my impending doom, but I was too exhausted for even that small amount of effort. Another sob tore through me as I dropped my head back to the ground. I wanted to demand that Clay meet my eyes just once more. If I was to die, I wanted to do it remembering the love we’d once shared.

“What have I done?” Clay’s voice was small as he shifted to my side.

“What?” I dropped my head to one side and watched him slide closer to me. Every part of me tensed in anticipation of his attack, which only made my stomach ache more and my blood burn hotter.

I whimpered and rolled onto my back, trying to stretch away some of the ache.

Instead of attacking, Clay grabbed my hand in his. Twisting gently, he gazed at each of the raw, open wounds he’d inflicted with the blade of the knife. In the next moment, his fingertips brushed the hair back off my face, and he met my gaze. “Are you okay?”

“Huh?” My head spun with confusion over his words and everything that had happened, but I couldn’t concentrate on the meaning of any of it as I panted desperately, trying to force my body into submission so that I could keep fighting. Only, I was too exhausted.

It soon became apparent to me exactly what was happening as the urge I had to push once again overtook every other sensation except for the pain. The agony was intense enough to drive me crazy. Forcing my eyes closed, I clawed at the floor as my body bore down against my wishes.

Not now, Ava. Just hang in there a little longer, please?

I opened my eyes and met Clay’s gaze. Printed on his features was a compassion that had been absent just a little earlier; his eyes appraised me with a soft expression.

Based on his actions and the look he was giving me, it was easy to believe that he truly was back on my side—even though I couldn’t understand how or why. I wasn’t entirely sure that I could trust him, or that I should, but I was out of options. I was out of time. A fresh contraction squeezed my stomach so tightly that it was impossible for me to hold in the primal scream that rose to my lips.

“Just breathe,” Clay murmured.

After the contraction abated, I lifted my shoulders to better see him. When he met my eyes again, the look of shock and regret on his face made me almost certain something had changed within him.

If only I could trust that this isn’t a trick.

“Clay?” I asked through clenched teeth. “What’s happening?”

“Just relax. You need to try to relax.”

Confusion gripped me, and pain twisted around it as they raced together along my spine and through my body.

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