Wings of Sorrow (A horror fantasy novel) by Iain Rob Wright

Author:Iain Rob Wright [Wright, Iain Rob]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: SalGad Publishing Group
Published: 2015-10-17T23:00:00+00:00

~ Chapter Ten ~

Climbing the stairs was an effort, which made Scarlet realise how tired she was, but could she even hope to get any sleep tonight? The Saint had been just a couple of roads away from her house. Could a coil of bloody rope really keep him out? Was there any way to stop him from killing her? He was an agent of Heaven—or whatever stood for it. How could she stop that?

The hardest part about the whole thing was not being honest with her dad. Despite the awkward divide between them, she had not made a habit of lying to him, and it felt wrong to do so now. Even when she’d been caught smoking weed at school with a boy she’d liked, the thought of lying her way out of things hadn’t occurred to her. She wanted to smoke the weed, and that was what she told him, even when pretending she had been pressured into it might have been easier.

As she stood outside her bedroom door now, about to go in, she felt like a little girl. She didn’t want her dad to be mad at her; she wanted her daddy to keep her safe and protect her. Maybe if he knew the truth he could do something.

Or maybe telling him would make things even worse, or even end up getting him hurt.

At least this way, only she was going to die. He’ll probably be better off, she thought. I’m just hard work apparently.

The fact that he thought of her in such clinical, job-like terms had hurt her deeply. It made her want to sob and rage at the same time. It made her insane.

But insane had come to her, not the other way around. She had to keep sight of the fact that she was innocent in all this. She hadn’t asked for any of this—hadn’t even asked to be born, or for her mother—who might just be a witch—to abandon her.

She let out a yawn and decided she would try sleep. Maybe the morning would be better. Perhaps she would wake up to find that it had all been a surreal nightmare.

Her door was already slightly ajar, so she nudged it open with her shoulder.

The light was already on, so she saw Indy’s luminous green baseball cap as soon as she entered. It had been placed on the centre of her bed. Nothing else in the room was out of place, and Indy was not present—so how did his hat get into her room?

Has Indy been here snooping through my things? Has that perv been breaking in?

No, Indy might be a little sex-obsessed, but his actions spoke louder than his words. Over the last few days he had done nothing except behave honourably. He was her friend, and one of the only people she could truly rely on.

Unless you count my demon bodyguard. I can always rely on him!

Jeez! It’s like Whitney Houston and Buffy the Vampire Slayer had a baby and called it Scarlet.

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