With All My Soul
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I only have one more reaping this shift, so Ill cross over and keep looking as much as I can.
Alone? My heart thumped painfully. We decided not to go alone. What if Avari caught him? What if something else caught him? What if he disappeared into the Netherworld never to be seen again, and I never found out whether he died, or got lost, or fell victim to eternal torture, or
Ill be fine. His blue-eyed gaze cut through the fear spiraling up my spine. My moms hurt, and I dont know how bad it is. I need to get her out of there. And while Im there, Ill be composing a huge list of places your dad isnt. He shrugged. Weve got to narrow it down somehow, right?
I gave him a halfhearted nod, trying not to think about the possibility that Avari could be moving him around. How, if that were the case, we might never find him. Just...be careful, and text me once an hour, or Ill assume youve been captured and Ill come after you. I swear I will.
He smiled. I believe you. And Ill see you at lunch. Wed learned early in our relationship that I couldnt concentrate on school when he came to class with me, even though no one else could see him.
Ill be there. But lunch felt like an eternity away. Like one of those mirage illusions that got farther away the longer you walked toward it.
Thoughts of what was comingwhat I might have to dochurned in my stomach and weighed heavily in my heart. I wanted to tell him about the idea that had taken root in the back of my brain overnight, and about how I would do almost anything to avoid what was starting to look like the only way out of this, for my friends, my family, and for me. For us.
I wanted to tell Tod everything. Not telling him felt uncomfortable, like I was building a barrier between us. Like I couldnt quite reach him through the wall neither of us could see or touch, but he was surely starting to feel. But I couldnt tell him, because hed be as determined to stop me as I was determined to go through with it. Hed be more determined, especially if his mother died, because then Nash and I would be all that he had left, and hed be that much more determined to keep either of us from...
I blinked and buried that thought before he could see it swirling in my eyes. But I wasnt as fast as he was observant.
You okay? He turned my face toward his and ran one finger all the way from the back of my jaw to the tip of my chin, and I almost confessed everything with one look at the maelstrom of grief, frustration, and devotion churning in every imaginable shade of blue in his irises.
No. Im not okay. I let that one truth resonate in my voice and show in my eyes. None of us are okay. And we werent going to be until Avari was no longer a threat. Unfortunately, the longer I thought about the task in front of us, the more impossible it seemed toaccomplish. On our own, anyway... But we will be.
He smiled and pulled me closer. When you say it like that, with that look in your eyes, I can almost believe it.
Well, that made one of us.
First and second periods dragged like no high school class has ever dragged before or since. I had no idea what I was supposed to learn in chemistry, and if the fate of the world ever came to hinge upon my understanding of time as the fourth dimensionwhich was only marginally relevant to the math lessonwe were all goners.
When the bell rang to end second period, I was the first one out of my chemistry classroom. I waved to Em in the hall and brushed off a question from Chelsea Simms, then ducked into the nearest restroom. As soon as I was sure it was emptyfor the momentI faded from human sight and spared a moment to hope Chelsea wasnt waiting for me to come out of the bathroom.
Then I blinked into the kitchen of a local doughnut shop, which had sat empty since Thane had killed the owner a month earlier. The doughnut shop had both sharp objects and privacy, everything necessary to summon a demon, as far as I could tell. Which was fortunate, because there was no way Id invite Ira into my home, even if I could be sure of my control over him while he was there under the power of my blood. And I was far from sure of that.
The cut on my left palm hadnt yet healed and I wouldnt be able explain an identical one on my opposite hand, so I made a cut at the top of my forearm instead, near my left elbow. That turned out to be ill-planned, at best. It was much harder to direct the flow of blood from halfway up my arm than from my hand, but after a couple of minutes and several drops spilled on my jeans, I had enough blood on the floor to write with.
I pressed a stack of folded napkins against the new cut and bent my arm at the elbow to hold it in place. Then I made the creepiest finger painting in history.
Ira appeared in front of me the second his name fell from my tongue. He stared down at me with featureless, red-veined black eyes, and though his lips didnt actually curve up on the ends, I could swear he was smiling. How wonderful to see you again, Ms. Cavanaugh. And you look so blisteringly angry!
You lied to me.
Ira sank to the floor in one smooth movement. That, my little fury, is impossible. In fact, lying is one of very few things I cannot do.
I wanted to know what the other things wereand he obviously knew I wanted to knowbut I wasnt willing to bargain with a hellion for something I didnt actually need.
My dad wasnt where you said hed be, and because of the wild-goose chase you sent us on, more people are hurt. And trapped in the Netherworld. But I wasnt going to mention that, in case he didnt already know about Harmony and my uncle. The last thing we needed was another hellion out there searching for them.
Alone? My heart thumped painfully. We decided not to go alone. What if Avari caught him? What if something else caught him? What if he disappeared into the Netherworld never to be seen again, and I never found out whether he died, or got lost, or fell victim to eternal torture, or
Ill be fine. His blue-eyed gaze cut through the fear spiraling up my spine. My moms hurt, and I dont know how bad it is. I need to get her out of there. And while Im there, Ill be composing a huge list of places your dad isnt. He shrugged. Weve got to narrow it down somehow, right?
I gave him a halfhearted nod, trying not to think about the possibility that Avari could be moving him around. How, if that were the case, we might never find him. Just...be careful, and text me once an hour, or Ill assume youve been captured and Ill come after you. I swear I will.
He smiled. I believe you. And Ill see you at lunch. Wed learned early in our relationship that I couldnt concentrate on school when he came to class with me, even though no one else could see him.
Ill be there. But lunch felt like an eternity away. Like one of those mirage illusions that got farther away the longer you walked toward it.
Thoughts of what was comingwhat I might have to dochurned in my stomach and weighed heavily in my heart. I wanted to tell him about the idea that had taken root in the back of my brain overnight, and about how I would do almost anything to avoid what was starting to look like the only way out of this, for my friends, my family, and for me. For us.
I wanted to tell Tod everything. Not telling him felt uncomfortable, like I was building a barrier between us. Like I couldnt quite reach him through the wall neither of us could see or touch, but he was surely starting to feel. But I couldnt tell him, because hed be as determined to stop me as I was determined to go through with it. Hed be more determined, especially if his mother died, because then Nash and I would be all that he had left, and hed be that much more determined to keep either of us from...
I blinked and buried that thought before he could see it swirling in my eyes. But I wasnt as fast as he was observant.
You okay? He turned my face toward his and ran one finger all the way from the back of my jaw to the tip of my chin, and I almost confessed everything with one look at the maelstrom of grief, frustration, and devotion churning in every imaginable shade of blue in his irises.
No. Im not okay. I let that one truth resonate in my voice and show in my eyes. None of us are okay. And we werent going to be until Avari was no longer a threat. Unfortunately, the longer I thought about the task in front of us, the more impossible it seemed toaccomplish. On our own, anyway... But we will be.
He smiled and pulled me closer. When you say it like that, with that look in your eyes, I can almost believe it.
Well, that made one of us.
First and second periods dragged like no high school class has ever dragged before or since. I had no idea what I was supposed to learn in chemistry, and if the fate of the world ever came to hinge upon my understanding of time as the fourth dimensionwhich was only marginally relevant to the math lessonwe were all goners.
When the bell rang to end second period, I was the first one out of my chemistry classroom. I waved to Em in the hall and brushed off a question from Chelsea Simms, then ducked into the nearest restroom. As soon as I was sure it was emptyfor the momentI faded from human sight and spared a moment to hope Chelsea wasnt waiting for me to come out of the bathroom.
Then I blinked into the kitchen of a local doughnut shop, which had sat empty since Thane had killed the owner a month earlier. The doughnut shop had both sharp objects and privacy, everything necessary to summon a demon, as far as I could tell. Which was fortunate, because there was no way Id invite Ira into my home, even if I could be sure of my control over him while he was there under the power of my blood. And I was far from sure of that.
The cut on my left palm hadnt yet healed and I wouldnt be able explain an identical one on my opposite hand, so I made a cut at the top of my forearm instead, near my left elbow. That turned out to be ill-planned, at best. It was much harder to direct the flow of blood from halfway up my arm than from my hand, but after a couple of minutes and several drops spilled on my jeans, I had enough blood on the floor to write with.
I pressed a stack of folded napkins against the new cut and bent my arm at the elbow to hold it in place. Then I made the creepiest finger painting in history.
Ira appeared in front of me the second his name fell from my tongue. He stared down at me with featureless, red-veined black eyes, and though his lips didnt actually curve up on the ends, I could swear he was smiling. How wonderful to see you again, Ms. Cavanaugh. And you look so blisteringly angry!
You lied to me.
Ira sank to the floor in one smooth movement. That, my little fury, is impossible. In fact, lying is one of very few things I cannot do.
I wanted to know what the other things wereand he obviously knew I wanted to knowbut I wasnt willing to bargain with a hellion for something I didnt actually need.
My dad wasnt where you said hed be, and because of the wild-goose chase you sent us on, more people are hurt. And trapped in the Netherworld. But I wasnt going to mention that, in case he didnt already know about Harmony and my uncle. The last thing we needed was another hellion out there searching for them.
