Such Wicked Serendipity: Fate has never seemed so evil... (Shade Without Colour Book 1) by Sydnie Beaupré

Author:Sydnie Beaupré [Beaupré, Sydnie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-06-22T05:00:00+00:00

I’m eleven years old.. “Dad, stop, please!”

He’s hit me so hard that I’m sure that this is it; I’m going to die. He takes off his belt, and I know what’s coming. He’s been doing this for a year now, every holiday, every birthday, every time I try to live a normal life. He reminds me that I’m worthless.

All I can do is scream. I wonder if eventually I won’t make any sound at all.

“Cayden, please wake up!” A gentle touch to my arm accompanies the voice.

I sit up so fast it makes me dizzy. I’m wet, covered in sweat and…yeah, I did it again.

Oh no.

“Cayden?” her voice is so small, so frightened. I don't know if I talk in my sleep, but I know that I scream in it, and it clearly woke Spencer up.

“Go back to bed.” I'm trying to sound calm, like it's no big deal.

Her eyes are wide and she looks way too pale, even for her. “I'm so sorry I touched you, I just didn't know what else to do. Nothing was waking you.”

She doesn't realize that it's the gentleness of her touch that woke me up, so out of place in the violent dream world I was stuck in.

“Please,” I stress the word, “go. I don't...I don't want you to see me like this.”

Spencer remains where she is, at the edge of my bed. “I really didn’t want to touch you,” she repeats, “but you were screaming and, Cayden, I was so scared for you.”

“S-s-spence,” is all I can get out, because my chin is trembling too much, my eyes won’t stop tearing up, and my throat burns from swallowing back the sobs that want to rip themselves from my chest. I’m so embarrassed that it hurts. If one could die from mortification, I'm sure this is how it would feel.

I can see our breath making clouds of white in the air, and realize that Spencer is trembling fiercely. I see that her wide violet eyes are glossy with unshed tears. I suddenly wonder if, perhaps, she might be terrified of me right now, and that takes away all of the strength I have left. I feel her fear so deep, like it's the knife my father stabbed me with. I want to take it away...I don't want her to be frightened of me.

“Oh fuck, Spence d-don't be scared o-of me,” it comes out raw, like lava bubbling its way up my throat and out of my mouth, an explosion of pain. The sobs begin then, chocking, ugly sounds. I try to stop them in their tracks, but clearly I'm not the master of my own body because they disobey me, stealing away my breath and causing me to wheeze. I can feel my nose running, the mucus mingling with the tears.

Spencer surprises me by placing her hand on my damp forehead. She threads her fingers through my hair, brushing it off of my forehead, making me shiver. “I'm not scared of you,” she murmurs.

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