Sweet Revenge (The Retribution Series Book 1) by R. K. Eefe

Author:R. K. Eefe [Eefe, R. K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-12-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter twelve

Jaleena

Someone is whispering in my ear and I'm drawn to the sound, and I try to hold on to it. Yet, every time I think I'm close, it slips through my fingers. My body aches and when I try to raise my hand, I realise I can't move. Besides not being able to move, it's not the same pain I feel as in the other dreams. Yeah, I know it's not real, but it's different somehow and I can't wake the fuck up no matter how hard I try. Only moving my eyes, I try to look around and find myself in a dark room. Again. The smell is familiar and I focus on my breathing that became shallow from the anxiety that's surging through my body. My heart rate picks up again and I will my body to work, to find the soothing whispering voice that still echoes in my mind.

There are footsteps all around me, circling my frozen body, waiting to attack now that I'm not capable of moving a fucking inch of my body.

"Really, Lena? Even when you're dead, you can't even protect yourself. You're fucking useless," I scoff at myself. Fuck, my new powers don't even work in nightmare-land. I close my eyes again and suddenly there's a calmness that surrounds me like a blanket.

"It's okay, Lena. You survived before, you'll survive again," I whisper out loud. I giggle and freeze when I hear my own voice. This shit scares the hell out of me. What am I doing? I don't giggle, ever. Not only that, obviously I didn't survive. If I did, I wouldn't be dead. Duh. Maybe if I died earlier, my life would be a lot different. Or ghost life. Or both. It would've saved me from a lot of pain, that's for sure. Maybe I should've just killed myself down there. Wait, what? I want to shake my head so I can clear it, but I still can't move.

This is confusing as fuck and a dreaded feeling creeps up my body, leaving me with chills running down my spine. There's something wrong with this place. It messes with my head. I still don't think I ever had a death wish, and it was my big mouth that got me killed, nothing else, and I'm very much aware of that. That's what I said. I'm fucking useless. They all should just run, find themselves a blonde bimbo with tits in the size of melons so they can fuck their brains out and party every night. That would've been a sight to see, walls decorated with splashed brains. Fuck, I think I'd kill any girl that would dare to come near them.

I giggle again, but this time I decide to not give a damn. It's quiet now. The sound of the footsteps is gone, but the dreaded feeling is still lingering inside me. Hey, do they even have parties in here? Some kind of 'Congratulations! You're dead' party?

"Jaleena, stop it!" a deep voice

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