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.

job,"

what to

of course, I knew only

packed my things and gotten

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

one of the most important things when

no

if they did, then ensuring that they

to be recognised at a murder

heading to the location, choosing to stick to the shadows of the night

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

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

But I persevered regardless.

the intent in mind

myself that nothing

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

a burning in my mind, the start of a

I’d experienced on the night of the charity

wished

times.I gritted my teeth

deal with i t

now, I just needed to focus on

the

easy part; entering the public area without

not late enough that people wouldn’t still

a deal when this side of town was

all things considered.I hadn’t been given much

brief description, a time and

for more details since it wasn’t something

my luck, having broken rule number one

one; obedience.Always follow the

was no need to undergo another reminder so

to avoid the elevator, until

and somewhat away from the eyes of anyone arriving via the

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

door harder as concentrating became

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

smelt

almost guaranteeing the target’s exact

to do was

job that should be simple enough to complete with the new dagger I’d acquired

floor for any weakness

Moving closer until—.

‘—you don’t have to..."

suddenly spoke behind me, and I instantly

no one was

had that come from? It was almost like a whisper and

were

they were close

it wasn’t

a needle in my brain, a new pain pierced me and caused me

to focus a s I looked

for whoever had

yet there was

people speaking on the T.V could now be heard, along

had spoken, it wasn’t stemming from the man I

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

behind

now or

going

was no need to cause unnecessary pain, I

to do this...You don’t need to

dagger out towards the voice, hoping to silence whoever

sharp pain it

make it stop

space around me.No, there was no

been messing with my

...It was that drug.

that Kieran Lycroft had given

whatever he’d done to me must have still

my work Scaring me

made me 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 me

the fuck?"

the hell

shit.I turned around once more and, sure

Awake.

in his living

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