The Protect Her Box Set: Parts 7-9 by Ivy Sinclair

Author:Ivy Sinclair [Sinclair, Ivy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-05-23T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN – RILEY

When I was younger, I thought about death a lot. Maybe that was a precursor for the destiny that awaited me. I don’t know. Either way, I felt like my whole life, since I started to see dead people when I was thirteen, was nothing but riding down the highway of life with death as the passenger in the sidecar of my motorcycle. It was always there with me. Ever present.

So I thought that I’d have a lot more to stay about it when I actually experienced death for myself. I had no idea how long I had been gone. It could have been seconds, or it could have been hours or days. It didn’t matter. Wherever I went, I knew one thing for certain. To be brought abruptly back to this plane of existence from it felt harsh and unreal. There was an anger that sprung up out of nowhere I could understand. It railed at the idea that I had found some kind of peace and then had it ripped away from me.

I felt the click of the return of rationality inside of my mind when I saw Paige’s face. It was beautiful and lovely. Somewhere in that dream space after death I felt certain that Paige had been with me. When I thought about my happiest place for eternity, I found that she had created a spot inside of that bubble just for her. It just looked different than what I had imagined. I had been somewhere safe and happy without a care in the world. So while there was a big part of me that felt comforted by the fact she looked so relieved and joyous to see me, there was another part that was pissed off as all get out at her.

Death had taken me away. I put up a fight, but in the end death won like it frequently seemed to. I’d seen enough death in my life to know that betting against it usually meant you’d lose. I had tried. It had won. When I slipped out of this world, I had accepted that.

Now I was back, and for some reason, I believed that Paige had a hand in doing that. Could I really blame her? Maybe. I would have done the same for her. On that point, I had no doubt. But our situations were different because I was the one that had been willing to go whole hog into it. Paige had put up the caution flag. Somehow we had gone down two separate paths when it came to our relationship when I wasn’t looking.

Jesus Christ. My head felt as if it was clearer than it had been in days, and I saw something with stark clarity. I was the fucking chick in our relationship. I was the one who clung to her and kept coming back for her. How many times had she tried to push me away? More than once. Even though she told me that she loved me, I sensed that she still was holding back on me.

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