Its like the ground beneath my feet has dropped out from under me. Ashley's been murdered. Ashley's been murdered. I say it again in my head over and over but the words, the info, still make no sense.
Ashley's dead. Murdered. Has been since yesterday. I open my mouth but soon close it, not knowing what to say. "Huntress!" footsteps behind me pound the pavement and soon my brother Hunter appears by my side, looking frantic and worried.
"What are you doing out here? You made me worried. It's a good thing Maddox found you" he shakes his head at me. I blow out a breath of air before speaking.
"Ashley's dead. Murdered. As in someone killed her. When did this happen Hunter?". I stare him down, daring him to lie to my face. He shakes his head at me, unwilling to tell me. " I'm not telling you this right now. You can't handle this kind of stress right now sis". He tries to place a hand on my shoulder but I knock his hand away.
Angry with both of them,(Hunter for deciding what's best for me and Maddox as his lackey), I run back into the hospital and into a bathroom before they can catch me. I move away from the door and lean against the wall. I close my eyes to settle my thoughts and figure out my next move.
How did Ashley die? Where did she die? In her house? On her way to her house? Right on her front porch? Oh God, I punched her. The day right before she's killed. The police are going to think I did it...
I swallow the vomit trying to force its way up my throat. I shake my head and realize that's stupid. Just because I punched her does not mean I killed her or that I had the means to. I just wish I had more details....
I look down at the floor, at my shadow, at Tress and realize that there is in fact a way I can make it happen. I push myself up off the wall and walk across the room to another wall. Tress stares at me, waiting to see what I'll do.
I place my palm on the wall and our hands intertwine. And I feel the love I have for her heat up my body, almost a tingling sensation. I let a smile adorn my face as she pulls me in her.
This time it takes longer because we're so far away but the experience is the same. Cool, almost like a summer breeze. I know I have a body, that I stepped in here(the shadow realm as I've dubbed it) with one, but now I feel as if I'm in pieces. As if a wind current is guiding me to my destination.
Just as I'm getting used to feeling, Tress squeezes my right hand. We're here she's telling me. And with that I open my eyes and an met with the inside of the police station.