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Author: I.J Faeoma
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-02 21:15:56

“Where the fuck are we heading? Where the fuck are you taking me? I—”

“Oh, sister, please don’t cry… you’re making me seasick.” Her cold hands clutch my shoulders as she leans down, pouting at me like I’m the one being unreasonable.

My instincts scream to hoist her and fling her overboard… if only I could.

She presses the crutches back into my hands, then walks to the other side of the railing with her back to me.

“Don’t sulk, sister. If I were you, I’d use this opportunity to admire the view. Look at God’s creation.” She raises her hands toward the endless blue, and the sting of tears bites at my eyes.

With her back turned, I drag myself toward her without thinking, raising the base of the crutch—

“Heyy… you can’t walk properly like that.”

I freeze.

Jake grabs me from behind, one hand yanking down the raised crutch I’d intended to smash into Celeste. She turns, still smiling, completely unaware of what I was about to do.

“Let me take her back inside,” he says.

“No
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  • POWERLESS   0054

    “Where the fuck are we heading? Where the fuck are you taking me? I—” “Oh, sister, please don’t cry… you’re making me seasick.” Her cold hands clutch my shoulders as she leans down, pouting at me like I’m the one being unreasonable. My instincts scream to hoist her and fling her overboard… if only I could. She presses the crutches back into my hands, then walks to the other side of the railing with her back to me. “Don’t sulk, sister. If I were you, I’d use this opportunity to admire the view. Look at God’s creation.” She raises her hands toward the endless blue, and the sting of tears bites at my eyes. With her back turned, I drag myself toward her without thinking, raising the base of the crutch— “Heyy… you can’t walk properly like that.” I freeze. Jake grabs me from behind, one hand yanking down the raised crutch I’d intended to smash into Celeste. She turns, still smiling, completely unaware of what I was about to do. “Let me take her back inside,” he says. “No

  • POWERLESS   0053

    “Yeah, just like that… shhh.” A feminine voice slips into my left ear. The right side is dead, like it’s been stuffed with cotton. I can’t move… not even twitch. It should scare me, but I can’t feel anything. Or can I? “How many doses did you give her?” I try moving my arm. Something soft brushes beneath my palm. Silk? I drag my hand again. It’s silk. “She’s awake. Oh, I’m loving this. And just in time… darling.” Warm hands wrap around mine and my eyes fly open. I’m in a dim room. Not pitch black—just enough light to blur the edges. The walls are painted a deep slate gray, almost blue under the low light. Jake slouches on a black velvet couch, camera pointed straight at me. A TV on the wall flickers with rough static and beside it, are a pair of crutches. My head turns. She’s there. Sleek blonde ponytail. Perfect nails. Red lips. She doesn’t look evil. But I know better. Jake. He… he… “Whoa, whoa—easy.” Her hand presses me back against the mattress. I glance down. I’m w

  • POWERLESS   0052

    The substance Candice injected into me must be messing with my mind… hallucinations, maybe. That’s the only explanation for what I’m seeing. Because there’s no way I’m actually at Alex’s estate. But my brain… it’s trying to convince me otherwise. I see myself stumbling down the grand staircase of the Blackwood mansion, the marble steps spinning under my feet. I feel the impact. Every roll. Every slam against the cold stone. Above me, the chandelier twinkles like stars through my half-closed eyes. There’s shouting—someone’s screaming, but the sound comes in waves, distorted like it’s floating underwater. Then there’s something wet. Lodged between my thighs. I blink, and Lucy’s face is hovering above mine. What the hell? She looks… different. Her cheeks are rounder, her hair cut short and blunt around her jawline. She’s staring at me, her brows pinched in worry. Why is she in my dream? Why does it feel so real? I groan and drag my hand down between my thighs. My fingers

  • POWERLESS   0051

    “The smelling salt didn’t work?” A woman’s voice, calm but annoyed, cuts through the fuzz in my head. A man replies, but I can’t hear him clearly. Everything sounds like it’s underwater. My eyes sting as I try to open them. Where the hell am I? “She’s awake. Great. Hey, wake up.” Cold fingers grab my jaw, tilting my head up. I try to open my eyes again, but the light burns. Everything is too bright. There’s a weird prickling sensation on my left leg, and I want to reach down and scratch it. But I can’t. My arms won’t move. My wrists are tied. The memories crash into me all at once. The container. Jake. My clothes. The needle. The rope. “Bitch, wake the fuck up. Geez.” That same cold hand smacks lightly against my face. Then I smell it—salt. Sharp and bitter. I cough and jerk back, my eyes finally blinking open. The flashlight is blinding, and I flinch. When I manage to look down, my breath catches. I’m not naked anymore, but what I’m wearing isn’t much better. A scra

  • POWERLESS   0050

    Lashings? She couldn’t possibly mean— And what the hell was Jake doing here? He was part of this? I stare, frozen, as Jake’s heavily booted, mud-caked feet step onto the cold metal floor of the container, his gaze carefully avoiding mine. A helmet dangles from his left arm, He faces Gratia, standing rigidly like a soldier awaiting orders. With the light now streaming in from the open door, I finally get a full look at her. Gratia—draped in a white linen blouse tucked into sharply tailored white pants that somehow remain spotless despite the mud outside. Her wrists are stacked with heavy beads that clink with every small movement. The flashlight is now dangling from her other hand, its beam dancing across the walls. Her raven black hair is pulled back tightly, and her lips are painted a harsh red that makes her smile look even colder. “I was in the middle of a race,” Jake mutters irritably, shifting the helmet to his other arm. Still, his eyes refuse to meet mine. “That

  • POWERLESS   0049

    “Mum? I’m heading out…. Just though to let you know..”. I trailed off on the bottom of the staircase. No answer. With a sigh, I step out onto the front porch, tucking my hair behind my ear as I glance up at the sky. The clouds are heavy—looks like it’s going to pour soon. The debate in my head won’t stop. Should I meet with Alex or not? Candice would be pissed if she knew, but she doesn’t know him like I do. What really gets under my skin is that Joseph hasn’t bothered to call. Not once. I shake the thought away and start walking down the street, deciding to explore the length of my new neighborhood. I’ll stop at the gas station near the end and hitch a ride from there. I don’t want Alex picking me up here. Not sure why—maybe it’s the weird feeling that Mum might be watching from the window— “Isla!” A deep voice calls out behind me—one I recognize instantly. I spin around and see Drew behind the wheel of a sleek black BMW. He’s turning into my neighborhood, but he doe

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