Semua Bab Bound by vengeance: Bab 61 - Bab 65

GUTEMBERGGUTEMBERGThe motorcycle is lying in the middle of the street, engine still hot, smoke rising. The streetlights flicker, casting restless shadows across the asphalt. My chest rises and falls, blood rushing hot through my veins, but none of that compares to the rage pulsing inside me. My eyes lock onto Timmy’s figure, fists clenched, standing just a few feet away.I throw my helmet to the ground hard, the sound echoing through the empty street, and I charge like a starving animal finding a scrap of meat."What the hell is wrong with you!?" I yell, shoving him with all my strength. "You rammed your car into my bike? Were you trying to kill me?"He doesn’t move an inch. That mocking smirk on his face only fuels the fire in my chest."And you’re trying to ruin Davina, aren’t you, Ghost?" The nickname rolls off his tongue like a slap. "Did you tell her about Pryia? Dropped that bomb on her lap? Who the hell do you think you are?""She deserved to know!" I snap, my voice ripping t

DAVINAThe light rain slid down the sides of my face, cold little droplets mixing with the heat of anger boiling beneath my skin. The dim streetlights flickered, casting long shadows on the empty road. My elbows rested on my bent knees, fingers drumming impatiently against my soaked leather pants. The hot pink lipstick stood out against the darkness of the night, a vibrant splash of color amid the surrounding gray. I chose it to look tough well, I also needed something flashy to draw attention away from my zombie face and those dark under-eye circles.It had been almost a month since Gutemberg dropped the bomb. Pryia had been trafficked. Words that hit me like a punch to the chest, stealing my breath, my sanity. I tried. I tried going to the police station, asking for help, telling everything. But the first time, I couldn’t even walk in. The second time, my legs carried me there, but my mouth couldn’t form a sentence. Fear? Panic? I didn’t know. I just knew no one would do anything. N