7

Axel

Am I…dead? I spread my fingers open and felt a soft and pillowy material. Fuck. I died without even getting revenge on the bastard Logan. A light and feathery sensation went over my cheek, and I felt comforted by the action.

I slightly opened my eyes to see what was going on, and a blurry outline of a female face went into my view. Is this the angel that was sent down to take me to heaven…or maybe hell? The angel is currently tracing my features, and her touch feels so real. It’s like I’m still alive or something.

Suddenly, my heart started pounding out of my chest. Shit. Do ghosts have hearts? How is this possible? Maybe I am still alive! Then who the hell is this woman in front of me? Did she actually save us from uncle Richard and his men? If she did, then she must be a very dangerous creature. Did she bring me here so she could kill me herself?

Thinking that I couldn’t let this keep going, I used the strength left