BlueFuck.As if the mess I was in wasn't enough, I was back in New York and..A horn blared in my ears, and I turned so fast, my ankle twinged with the pain.The car whistled to a stop, just inches before my quivering knees.The driver behind the wheel glaring at me.He jumped out of his car, his face red with anger and approached me with the thinly veiled dislike New Yorkers always had on their face.I came to, and stared around, the hazy blanket draped over my awareness dropping away.I was standing in the middle of the road. And the man had almost hit me."Are you crazy? You want to die?!" He yelled, his hands balled into fists.I walked away from him, afraid and in shock.How had I returned here so fast? I'd blinked and all of a sudden, was out of Kandare.My eyes struggled to get used to the busy road brimming with people. This was the evening rush hour.People walked past me in streams, knocking into me and hurrying past without stopping to apologise.Everyone was always in a h

BlueI swiped at my face to make sure I was seeing right. He was standing in front of the door, just inside the doorway while I faced him, trying to get out."You." I breathed, my brain trying to figure out what the hell was going on.I'd seen this jacket before, I realized. He was wearing a brown jacket, with frayed arms.He'd been the one in front of me on the line last night. I gasped. "How long have you been following me?"He looked at me, and I finally saw his face in the bright light of day.Brown hair was dark now. Perhaps the glow of the lantern in that din of a dungeon had made me think it brown, when it was black.His eyes were brown though, and the thick eyebrows rose up and down as his lips tipped in frown. He sidestepped me, walking past me to one of the bathrooms. He entered a stall and slammed the door in my face, all the while staring stonily at everything else but me, and saying nothing.The door banged against the frame and slid open a fraction, but he made no furthe

Blue"No, no, it's not what you think." I rattled out, as my hands gripped the edge of the table in a grip that made my knuckles white.Ever continued to speak into her phone, telling them to be fast.My mouth dropped open in astonishment, wondering what the fuck I'd said, to make her call her bulldogs on me. "Ever, I'm not threatening you, or anything like that." I told her with an urgency, holding my hands palm out in an open show of honesty. "I swear, it's really me. I'm Blue. I told you it's a difficult to explain situation."Her stony look could have shot me right in between my eyes for all the hate and mistrust in them. "What have you done with Blue? You wicked bitch! I've been looking for her for the last two weeks! What the fuck have you done? Where is she?"Fuck! Fuck!To them, I was missing, hadn't been seen or heard from for more than a week.And Hank! My eyes flew to hers. They must think something happened to both of us.They thought I was missing, and that I, Monica, had