[Completed] Amira is a human who finds herself thrust into a world she doesn't know. Once she wakes up in the strange town of Woling, she has to fight to regain the memories of the evils she committed in order to keep her past from destroying everyt...
"How would you like to go on a trip with me and Amira?"
"Yes! A bazillion-million-times yes! Right now?" I sunk into my seat, it was obvious I wasn't going to win this fight, but I had to try, I had to – I couldn't even think straight. My hands cradled my head, massaging it as Eon set Alba back down.
"Go out to the car Alba, I have to talk to Amira for a moment and then we'll be right out," the door opened and shut and I could just tell by the energy radiating from him that we were alone, the softness was gone. A slow sigh heaved its way out of my chest as Eon crouched down in front of me, cupping my chin to tilt my head upwards.
"Drink this," A shady red solo cup was pushed up to my mouth, giving me no choice but to take a large gulp. Sickly sweet coated my tongue and throat and I cringed, forcing another gulp down, and then again until he finally pulled the cup away and swiped his thumb over my lower lip to catch whatever liquid had fallen.
"You'll feel better soon, but for now you must sleep," My head lulled to the side. The bastard drugged me, but I couldn't find it in me to be angry. All I could do was rest my head against his shoulder as he scooped me up into his arms.
"You are the only thing that feels right to me, baby."
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I wasn't sure how long we had been driving when I woke up, but it was long enough that the searing headache had gone away along with most of the soreness that had limited my movement before. My joints still ached when the car bounced, but I could at least turn my head without hissing.
Alba was chattering away in the front seat to Eon who was at least acting like he was listening, but his knuckles were pale against the steering wheel and he checked the road behind us at least every five seconds.
I could only guess who he was trying to get away from, and I really wanted my guess to be right. As much as I wasn't exactly a fan of The Council or Cara, I was very much a fan of Axle and I knew that where they went to try and find Eon and me, he would be there too.
That is if they even knew to look for me with Eon, I had no clue whether or not they had linked my disappearance to Leaflet, and then Leaflet to Eon, and Eon to me. They could've also just thought that I ran away, or vanished without a trace or memory once again.
As many answers as I had gotten during my time after waking up, that was one that never came back to me. How I even got to Woling in the first place, how I got away from Eon.
"Are you the one who shot me?" Alba spun around in her seat excitedly, clearly missing what I had said and focusing on the fact that I had spoken to begin with. Eon glanced in the rearview mirror.
"We can talk about it later."
"You're awake!" They both spoke at the same time and I looked back out the window. The streets were dull and dreary, not a landmark insight to tell me where we were. How far away we were.
"It's a simple yes or no."
"No, I didn't," He sighed and looked back out at the road in front of us. I wanted to feel relief at that, but he was lying. Or at least hiding something, Eon was never one to tell the truth.
"You were asleep for so, so, so long Amira. Did you dream about anything?" I forced a smile. Gods we kidnapped this girl, so what if it was from a bad life, what we were dragging her into was arguably far worse.
"I– yes. I dreamed about my friend, my really good friend that I miss terribly at the moment," Eon's eyes flashed as he glared back at me, curling his fingers impossibly tighter around the wheel. Alba's eyes grew into saucers as she made a soft wow sound.
"Like a boyfriend?" I locked gazes with him in the front seat.
"Yes, I guess you could say that," Eon's teeth ground together and the radio flickered violently before settling down when his grip on the wheel loosened. What the hell?
"We'll be stopping in the next town for the night. Around six minutes," Alba settled comfortably down into her seat.
"I don't have to go back right?" Her voice was small, reminding me just how much of a little kid she was, Gods she was just a kid.
I blinked my eyes hard and shifted again to look out the window, watching as raindrops swirled around together on the glass, dancing together like they were at a ball.
"No, you don't have to. Not if you don't want to," He was a liar. Even if she wanted to go back, and it was clear she didn't, the girl knew about us, was friends with Eon, and if anyone – the Council – had found her when we left the motel, who knows what would have become of her in their interrogation for information.
And Gods only know what her life would have been like anyway, with a deadbeat father so awful that a supernatural villain was a better caretaker and role model. I was fucked up beyond reason too, but at least I had chosen this path for myself. Everything that had happened to me, happened to me because of my own doing as far as I know.
All three of us climbed out of the car, ducking our heads to try and fight the rain as we rushed to the covered entryway. If I was braver I would have fought the hand that held mine and made a run for it, but I had no clue where I was or if anyone would want me back.
Regardless, his touch burned, searing my skin and driving deep into my bones where I couldn't shake him off even if I tried.
It was as he checked us in that I felt the familiar weight of a chain around my neck. My breathing stilled when I reached up to touch the cold metal. My fingertips curling around the front of it, getting ready to pull when Eon caught my hand. That oh-so-familiar vacant look boring into mine as he laced our fingers together.
"You don't want to do that," My lips trembled and his eyes shot there. Fuck.
"Why," My voice cracked, wavering pathetically.
"It might have hurt the first time, but it'll do real damage this time. I made sure of it," I jerked my hand from him, but his arm was around my waist keeping me from pulling too far away.
"It hurt you the first time too," steel-colored eyes trailed slowly over my face as his fingers dug into my waist.
"You know it did, Morris."
"I–I found a way to get it off before, I'll do it again," my heart shuddered, dread flooding my veins like ice when a smirk settled on his face.
"It wouldn't be any fun if you didn't try, but just know that you are never getting away from me again. Together to the end Amira, and I don't plan on the end coming any time soon."
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