Broken
AUTHOR: Trace
*Disclaimer and all the other nifties in the Prologue.
Chapter Nine:
When I woke up again, I was sandwiched between
Jean-Claude and Asher.
They were cool to the touch, dead for the day.
Strangely, that no longer
bothered me.
I had no intention of leaving that bed, and
instead of bolting from the
room like I'd have normally done, I snuggled closer to them. My
head rested
on Asher's chest,and my back was tight against Jean-Claude's side.
I closed my eyes and listened to Asher's heart.
It was painfully
slow,maybe one beat per minute, but it was comforting.
I drifted off to sleep again, content, in bed
with two corpses. Yeesh.