Heroine Hearts: Darkness Made These Heroine Hearts by Still Kirsty-Anne

Author:Still, Kirsty-Anne [Still, Kirsty-Anne]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2016-03-28T04:00:00+00:00

I regret the moment I start to wake.

Suddenly roused by the softly spoken voices around me causes a violent rush of bile to churn and threaten to make an appearance, but as I groan and roll onto my side, my limbs falling without meaning, the pounding in my head intensifies.

“Hey,” a soft, hushed voice breaks through the pain rattling around inside my head delicately enough to not cause harm. “Isla?”

“I don’t feel so good,” I manage in another groan, unwilling to open my eyes much.

Even as my eyelids part, I realize it’s futile as my vision struggles to adjust to the room. I can see shapes moving before me, but nothing that makes sense.

“I’m not really surprised,” Javier’s voice sounds again. “You had a couple of seizures. They’re enough to exhaust you.”

Seizures?

I don’t move. I will myself to remember what happened back in the main room, but I can‘t for the life of me, latch onto any memory. Everything is a fuzzy mess in my addled brain and I quickly give up thinking about anything too much out of fear of exacerbating my headache.

I feel fingers wrap around my wrist, pushing onto my pulse point. My limbs feel like dead weights and the thought of moving them doesn’t even enter my head.

“Her pulse is getting a little stronger, but I’m still worried,” he states, talking to someone else. “This paired with the withdrawal is going to make her health unpredictable.”

As his fingers fall away from my wrist, I struggle to catch his hand, but when I do, I wrap my fingers around his and hold him steady. It’s as if having him here wills me to wake up if only a little, to see what’s happening. When I open my eyes fully and my vision begins to focus, I realize I’m in the girl’s dorm, lying on my side. I try to move, but I’m quickly pushed back down, hushed while doing so.

“Stay laying there,” Javier urges and I look up to him. “Good to see you brighter eyed.”

He gives me a wary smile, it doesn’t quite meet his eyes. I guess that’s understandable considering one of our last meetings was him outing me as a murderer.

“Wh-what happened?” I ask, closing my eyes as if it’ll help with my headache.

“You don’t remember?” he asks, furrowing his brow.

I can see he’s worried and I only make it worse when I shake my head.

“It’s a little hazy,” I admit, trying hard to make myself remember. “I can’t think passed this headache right now,” I look at Javier, only now noticing Hector lingering nearby and a few of the girls sitting around. “Tell me what happened.”

Reaching up, Javier starts to rub a hand around his jaw, the stubble now coming out longer along his jaw, peppering his skin. It’s now I notice how tired he looks, how worried and how tied in knots he’s become.

“I think something Santiago put in the LSD reacted to an allergy you have or something. No one can get a word out of him about it no matter how hard we try.

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