Wings of Destruction
Chapter 12
A Horrible Feel
There was a bad taste in her mouth and no matter how much she swallowed it was still there. Her eyes hurt to open but she managed, and when she did she was staring up at the white ceiling of the bedroom.
Uno groaned from her throat and pushed herself to a sitting position. Glancing to her left she remembered she had once woken up and saw Justin besides her, but did she really wake up and see him or was she just dreaming?
Why would he help me if I've been nothing but a bitch to him? She shrugged it off. No sense in dwelling over it; not like I care anyways.
She could hear music in the background and as she strained her ears to listen to it, she began wishing she hadn't. Her eyes narrowed and slowly she slid her legs off the side of the bed. Why did she have to hear that right now; especially after what she had just seen in her dreams? Why did she have to hear any of it?
Uno blacked out the moment she stood up and her head became very heavy. If not for her acrobatic balance she would have fallen backwards. Thankfully, she knew how to maintain herself.
Getting enough strength in her legs to comply, she made her way towards the closed door and reached out for the knob. The feel of the metal as her fingers wrapped around it and tucked it into her grasp had given her palm a nice cool effect. When she turned and opened the door the music grew louder and she began feeling it blaring into her temples.
Groggily, she made her way into the living area and stopped when she saw Chris was standing in front of the book case, his head bobbing to the music, his nose stuck in a book. Uno stared at him, not caring about anyone else in the cabin who would be around right then, and waited until he noticed her.
Until then, she had to put up with the music she once sang when life had been nothing but a pleasant dream and she woke up to the nightmare of Hell.
"Chris," she faintly heard Mandy call out. Chris looked up and around to see Mandy but followed Mandy's extended finger to the disgruntled girl standing in the doorway to the bedroom.
Chris immediately turned down the volume and smiled brightly. "How do you feel?"
"Like shit," Uno replied. "And if you continue playing anything in that box I'll take my gun and end your pitiful life right now."
Chris's facial expression wiped clean right then and he lowered the volume all the way.
"Uno—that's not nice." Vincent stepped into the room.
Uno turned to him and glared him as well. "I'm not nice."
"Justin said you have to stay in bed," Mandy quickly changed the topic. "He said not to let you out of the cabin."
"I know this," Uno retorted. "If I were to leave my wounds could still open up or my energy would drain away and the enemy would find me."
Vincent nodded. "Exactly what he said."
She only glared him before turning around to return to the bedroom. "Justin knows just as much as you do," Uno muttered as she stepped into the room and closed the door behind herself.
"Why's she so rude?" Chris asked?
Vincent only stared at the closed door. "I don't know," he mumbled. "But something tells me she's got more secrets about that box than what we originally thought."