New World Order by Elle Casey

Author:Elle Casey
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Ya, Fantasy, Romance
Publisher: Elle Casey
Published: 2012-04-30T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

The hideous thing sitting in my mom’s bed was my mom. I could see that. But her face was a swollen, lumpy purple bruise-fest, from her hairline down to her neck that disappeared below the covers.

“Mom?!” I yelled, not caring that Rick the Soon to be Murdered Dick would hear me, incredible sorrow in my voice. Tears sprang to my eyes and began cascading down my cheeks. “What the fuck happened to your face?”

“Hi, hon,” was all she said. It was all she could say. Her lips were split and her jaw swollen so much, it looked like it was broken in at least three places. I could see that her front teeth had been knocked out.

“Oh, Mrs. Sparks,” said Tony in a hushed voice, coming up to the side of the bed to stand next to me, “what happened to you?” He grabbed my cold, empty hand in his and squeezed it hard.

“Jayne,” said Céline, her voice all business-like. “Your mother has been beaten severely. This was no accident.”

“Mom,” I wept. “Is that true? Who did this to you? Was it Rick?” I slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, terribly afraid of jiggling her and causing her more pain. My heart felt like it was being squeezed in a vice.

“I can’t ... re ... member,” was all she could get out. Tears were leaking from behind the swollen slits that were left of her eyes. Part of me was happy they were swollen nearly closed – I could only imagine what her soft and defenseless eyeballs must look like if her face and skull looked like this. I was getting nauseous just looking at her. I had to turn away to catch my breath and calm my stomach.

My eye caught Finn’s. He’d lowered his bow and was looking at me now. “Jayne. I don’t think the enemy is up here. I think it’s downstairs.”

I nodded my head, unable to speak. Without even thinking about it, I pulled The Green up into me, and like a raging, flooded river, I started overflowing with all of the energy I could hardly contain. My grief caused me to reach with abandon, pulling more and more and more. My mom didn’t deserve this. She was a nice person who had lost her way with the wrong man. A very wrong, and soon to be very dead man.

“Jayne,” said Céline sharply, “control it! Control your power and the flow! We need you whole and able to see. We have other enemies to attend to and I have a feeling it will not be long before they arrive.”

I could hear sounds of raised voices outside my mom’s room and down the stairs. I wasted no time, throwing back the covers to find my mom’s hands. I needed to hold them to send the power to her soul. But the things I saw and smelled under that blanket made it impossible for me to be reasonable or smart. I bent over and grabbed her broken upper body into my arms, hugging her to me as she screamed in pain.

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