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.

clean-up job," he simply

know what

of course, I

had packed my things

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

of the most important

no

least, if they did, then

to be recognised at a

left my house and swiftly started heading to the location, choosing to stick to the shadows of

made the journey easier, but I'd

back in the fresh air and with slightly faster healing, I

But I persevered regardless.

only the intent in mind of proving

myself that nothing

on time, intending t o enter the run-down looking apartment complex,

burning in my

experienced on

I wished

was again, now of all times.I gritted my teeth against the pain and pushed

wasn’t the time and I could deal with i t

now, I just needed to focus on my

the front door silently,

had been the easy part; entering the

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

this

straightforward job, all things considered.I

brief description,

details since it wasn’t something I

to push my luck,

follow the

no need to undergo another reminder so

my way up the stairs, choosing to avoid the elevator, until I finally came upon the room I

the corner and somewhat away from the eyes of

burning in my head hadn’t subsided, something I was doing my best

front door harder as concentrating

bit longer though.I had to hold out for just a little

could hear sounds coming from aT.V.and smelt

almost guaranteeing the target’s

was sneak up and

to complete with the new dagger I’d acquired from

steps, testing the floor for any weakness that

Moving closer until—.

‘—you don’t have to..."

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

no one

It was almost

were

they were close enough

wasn’t just a

my brain, a new pain pierced

focus a s I

whoever

there was definitely

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

that whoever had spoken, it wasn’t stemming from the

Noah.I persisted through the pain and stood back up, walking to behind

I stood right behind the

was now or

lifted my arm and aimed my dagger, going for a

to cause unnecessary pain, I just needed

have to do this...You

instantly spun around and lashed my dagger out towards the voice, hoping

pain it seemed

it

there was no one there...but I thought I knew what was

same thing that had been messing with my head only

...It was that drug.

drug that Kieran Lycroft had

he’d done to me must have still

Scaring me out

break? But I didn’t get a chance to think on it further as I was dragged back into reality, the sound of another mistake waiting to happen then snapping

the fuck?"

hell

more and,

Awake.

me in

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