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

what to

of course, I knew

hour, I had packed

to recognise me; this being accomplished via a moveable cloth mask

of the most important

sure that no

if they did, then ensuring that

one wanted to be recognised at a murder

the location, choosing to stick to the shadows of the night and alleys along the

I'd be lying if

fresh air and with slightly faster healing, I knew I would

But I persevered regardless.

the intent in mind

myself that nothing else

the run-down looking apartment complex, but as I

in my mind, the start

to what I’d experienced on the night

I wished

was again, now of all times.I gritted my teeth against

wasn’t the time and I could deal with i t later once the job was

needed

so I slipped through the front door silently,

had been the easy part; entering the public

at night but not late enough that people wouldn’t still be

deal when this side of town was

all things considered.I hadn’t

first name, a brief description,

for more details since

I didn’t want to push my luck, having broken rule number one

one; obedience.Always follow the orders

to

stairs, choosing to avoid the elevator, until I finally came upon the

the corner and somewhat away from the eyes of anyone arriving

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

door harder as concentrating became increasingly

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

sounds coming from aT.V.and smelt the scent of someone located in the

the target’s

needed to do was sneak up and

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

cautious steps, testing the floor for

Moving closer until—.

‘—you don’t have to..."

spoke behind me, and I instantly crouched to the ground

one was

from? It was almost like a whisper and yet I’d heard it so

if it were right

were close

wasn’t just a

in my brain, a new pain pierced me and caused

I looked around, frantically trying to

whoever

yet there was

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

confirmation that whoever had spoken, it wasn’t stemming from the man I was here

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

right behind the

was now or

dagger, going for a

need to cause unnecessary pain, I

don’t have to do this...You

my dagger out towards the

pain it seemed to bring

make it

empty air filled the space around me.No, there was no one there...but I thought I knew what was

thing that had been messing with my head only

...It was that drug.

Kieran Lycroft

whatever he’d done to me must have

was interfering with my work Scaring me out of doing what I needed

my mind finally? Had this last punishment been the straw that finally made me break? But I didn’t get a chance to think on it further as I was dragged back

fuck?"

the hell are

shit.I turned around once more and,

Awake.

me in

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