A Gift from the Goddess

Chapter 117: Book 2 - Chapter 9 

"Are you ready to follow the rules now?"

...Rule number one...obedience.

Always follow the orders from the boss.

No questions asked.I'd broken that rule.I knew I was breaking it the moment I’d chosen to run that night.I knew it would land me here.And yet I still did it.I pulled my body upright from the old bed, more sluggish than I would have liked, and hated how] still felt so sore from the injuries inflicted several days earlier.

‘Days’. That was the key word.

That was how long I’d been trapped in here, alone with my thoughts as it forced me to reflect on every decision I’d made leading to this point.

Because, at its core, that was the true punishment.

It wasn’t the pain.

No, that was always over quickly.

Gavin did a great job of making sure the damage inflicted was swift yet efficient.

Always enough to get the point across and never seeming to even flinch as h e did what he did.

But it was the psychological punishment that truly made it horrific...

‘Days’.I'd been in here...for days.

Alone.

In pain.

Wondering how I’d managed to convince myself that running had been worth it.

Wondering how much longer it would take before punishment was finally over.

And now this was the first thing spoken to me after all that time.

This voice of my father on the other side of the door, asking if I was ‘ready to follow the rules’.

Yes, I was ready.Of course, I was ready.I was about ready to do anything, to say anything, if it meant finally getting out of here.I’d learnt my lesson the minute Gavin had ripped me from my bed.

There was only one authority in my life and that was my father.

It had always been my father.

..Someone I just wanted to be free of.I forced that thought away as quickly as it sprung to mind.

It was thoughts exactly like that which led me t o this moment.

Testing the patience of a man who had none.I wasn’t exempt from the rules because of our relationship.

If anything, this punishment had been necessary.I’d clearly become too complacent in its absence and needed the reminder.

Really, it was my fault.

All my fault.

"Raven?" prompted my father.

Slowly, I swung my legs out of the bed and stood up, taking a deep breath.

The first one I’d done in so long, my chest having felt too sore earlier.

..And I committed to this decision to obey.To obey *him*.

“I’m ready," I replied.

It didn’t take long before I heard it.

The sound of a key clinking for a few seconds before the satisfying click of the lock.

Within moments, I found myself face -to-face with my father after all this time.

"Good," he said, entering the room towards me.

"Because there is work to be done."

..Already? So soon? But, no, that was another incorrect thought.I should b e thinking ‘thank you’, praising how lucky I was to be given another chance.

This was a good thing for me.

A moment to redeem myself.

A moment to show that I was still loyal.

My father held out a manilla folder towards me and I took it, giving a small nod to show how grateful I was.

Forcing myself to believe that very thing.

a clean-up job," he simply

what to

course, I knew only too

hour, I had packed

attire that made it impossible for anyone to recognise me; this being accomplished via a moveable cloth mask that could be

was one of the most important things when completing a

sure that no one saw

if they did, then ensuring that they wouldn’t remember

to be recognised

and swiftly started heading to the location, choosing to stick to the shadows of the night and

my speed and strength made the journey easier, but I'd be lying if I said my injuries weren’t interfering at

the fresh air and with slightly faster healing, I knew I would still need another day or so before

But I persevered regardless.

mind of proving myself

that

t o enter the run-down looking apartment complex,

in my mind, the start of

I’d experienced on

wished would never

of all times.I gritted my teeth against the pain and

and I could deal with i t later once the

needed

through the

had been the easy part; entering the

late enough that people wouldn’t still be around, coming home

I knew this wasn’t that big of a deal when this side of town was as neglected as

considered.I hadn’t been

a first name, a brief description, a time and

to press for more details since

to push my luck, having broken

one; obedience.Always follow the orders from the

was no need to undergo another

the stairs, choosing to avoid the elevator, until I finally came upon the room I was looking for;

away from the eyes of

subsided, something I was doing my best

door harder as concentrating became increasingly more

longer though.I had to

I could hear sounds coming from aT.V.and smelt

almost guaranteeing the target’s

to do was sneak up and end this

to complete with the new dagger I’d acquired from the

for any weakness that may create sound, and

Moving closer until—.

‘—you don’t have to..."

of nowhere, a faint voice suddenly spoke behind me, and I instantly crouched

one

that come from? It was almost like a whisper

if it were right next to

they were close enough

it wasn’t just a

needle in my brain, a new pain pierced me

to focus a s I looked around, frantically trying to spot the

whoever

was definitely nothing

speaking on the T.V could now be heard, along with some light

confirmation that whoever had spoken, it wasn’t stemming

man by the name of Noah.I persisted through the pain and stood back up,

until I stood right behind the man who fit the description

was now

lifted my arm and aimed my dagger, going for a spot that

need to cause

have to do

out towards the voice, hoping to silence whoever it was once and

the intense, sharp pain it seemed

make it stop

there was no one there...but I thought

been messing with my head

...It was that drug.

Kieran Lycroft

me must have

my work Scaring me

made me break? But I

the fuck?" someone

hell

once more and, sure

Awake.

in his living

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