Page 116 of Wicked Knight

I nod, agreeing. “I want you too.”

“Then show me what your room looks like.”

I giggle. Taking his hand I lead him upstairs.

As soon as we get in the bedroom we fall into the bed. There he consumes me until my body feels like it may float away.

It’s late when we stop and we lay in each other’s arms.

I drift into a deep sleep, praying the darkness doesn't come for me.

But it does.

As soon as I close my eyes, shadows with slithers of light assault my mind yanking me back to that place I loathe so much.

Things are more distorted this time. This time I'm held in the darkness.

Then I'm falling, smashing into the ground and as soon as I do, that face comes to me with the hollow eyes.

“I see you,”the voice says in that creepy tone. “I see you.”

My body feels broken. The face comes closer and then a light shines down on us.

"Mackenzie, come here," comes a voice I've never heard in this place before.

Suddenly I see Tommy. "Come on."

He's holding my father's knife, then he isn’t. A hand grabs the knife and rams it straight into his stomach.

Then the knife comes down again and again and again, slamming into his stomach.

I scream and scream and scream.

The face comes back and my mind fills in the rest of the body.

I see a neck, muscular arms, then back of the man with the snake tattoo. And those Latin words.

A truck pulls up and the voice shouts to someone in the truck, "Get them in."

A person jumps out of the truck and when they speak, I can't hear them.

I try to get up. Tommy comes over to me with blood pouring from his stomach.

He picks me up, but then we're falling. Falling into water and I jump out of my sleep panting and struggling to catch my breath.

The sunlight surrounding me is too bright for my eyes. It's almost blinding.

Strong arms grab my shoulders and I find myself staring into Dimitri's face.

"What happened, Mackenzie?"

I can't speak. My breath is wedged in my chest.

Seeing I’m in pain, Dmitri gets off the bed and grabs the bottle of water on the desk.

He hands it to me and I take a sip. It's room temperature, so it soothes me quicker.

I lift a weary hand to my head as my heart calms and I feel over the sweat running down the side of my face.