Chapter 23: Accident

Conall and I talked for a while, trying to get used to the echo-y aspect of it all. After a while, she told me to get ready and that she'd talk to me later. I wondered what she meant, but I didn't ask her, because she probably already knew - she did live inside of me.

I finished getting ready, wincing almost every two minutes because of my sore wrist, and walked out of the bathroom. I pulled my hair back into a sloppy bun, but my loose, wispy, baby-hair bangs were falling into my face and spilling onto my forehead.

Grabbing my phone, I clicked it on and saw the time was an hour later. The time the run started was at nine-o-clock, so I had all day until I had to meet Ryder for the run.

I flopped back onto my bed, wondering what I was going to do all day, when the phone that hung on the wall in the corner of my room rang. I sat bolt upright and stared at it, waiting for it to ring a second time before jumping up and racing across the room to the phone, answering a bit too eagerly, "Hell