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Hellbound

Chapter Four Trashed and Scattered

Chapter Four
Trashed and Scattered

Zacky and I drove until we were out of Huntington all together. We pulled over at a motel where the woman assumed we were a couple which kind of pissed me off. The last thing I needed now was MORE couple drama. I hugged my knees to my chest as tears rolled down my cheeks. Zacky paced the room on the phone. Probably with Lyger. Once he finished on the phone Zacky turned to me.
“Looks like you and I are on our own”.

He said moving towards the bed taking hold of my arm. I winced once he touched me looking down. I had reopened an old cut on my arm. My finger nail bleeding. I hadn’t even noticed I was doing it. Zacky put some tissue over the wound to stop the bleeding looking at me.
“So what’s the point of this?”
He asked, I knew he meant the cutting. I looked away from him.
“I deserve it”.
I whispered tears rolling down my cheeks.
“Pain is all I deserve now”.
Zacky narrowed his eyes slightly.
“Why the fuck would you say that?”
I shook my head fighting back a sob. Zacky lifted my chin and our eyes locked.

“Tell me”.
I shuttered as the ache built within me.
“Because it’s my fault! Because he’s like this now and it’s my fault! I sent Brian with Seb because I fucking trusted him!”
Zacky took me into his arms hugging me as I cried against his shoulder.
“Maybe if I give myself up, Seb will let Brian go.”
I sobbed, Zacky pulled back a little cupping my cheek.
“You and I both know that mother fucker isn’t going to let him go. Brian needs you to save him. It seems like you’re the only one who can”.

I shook my head vigorously.
“No, I can’t! My magic is gone! I can’t use magic anymore I can’t do anything! I’m useless!”
Zacky cupped the side of my face.
“Your magic wasn’t taken right?”
I swallowed hard giving a nod as I diverted my tearful blood shot eyes.
“No it wasn’t taken”
Zacky got up taking out his cell phone again.
“Then we’ll need to talk to someone who knows about this shit”.
I looked at him as he called someone on his cell, it was a short basic conversation that I really couldn’t make sense of.

“We’re going to New Orland’s in the morning. Get some rest, we’ll figure this magic thing out”.
I wasn’t really feeling like sleeping. But I made no arguments as I curled up turning my back to him. Thoughts of Brian before all this happened filled my mind. I wanted to save him. But how could I save him if I couldn’t even save myself at this point?
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