Blood Entwines

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Authors: Caroline Healy
underneath her, her hands loosening from the metal bars. Kara crumpled to the floor, hot tears blurring her vision.
    â€˜I got distracted,’ she whispered.
    All those sessions, all those hours with the counsellor, papering over the cracks.
    No!
She wanted to scream. No matter what they said, no matter how much they tried to convince her, she knew, she knew deep inside that it was a lie.
    â€˜Kara, please.’ Rosemary was at her side, trying to help her up.
    â€˜Get away from me,’ she shouted. ‘Get away!’ Spittle flew from her mouth, her body shaking.
    â€˜I hate you,’ she said quietly, the adrenalin draining from her body, leaving her empty.
    If she was being truthful, it was herself she hated, for taking the easy way out, for believing the lies. It made her father’s life seem less important.
    The truth. She had to focus on the truth, no matter what.
    ***
    Focus! He was running out of time
.
    ***
    Day Forty-seven:
    She woke with a start. The hospital was eerily quiet, her room dark, the curtain pulled around her bed, shielding her from the neon light of the corridor.
    She felt a cold shiver travel up her spine.
    Something wasn’t right.
    ***
    A cold shiver travelled up his spine. She was there behind the curtain. All he had to do was cross the room, put a pillow over her face and press down. It was the only way. How else could he be sure? If
the monster
took over his body again, there was no telling what he would do
.
    I wasn’t in control. He just had to keep telling himself that
.
    But he was in control now. And he had to make sure the blood was destroyed
.
    It’s not like he could ask for it back
.
    He balanced on the balls of his feet. Fear spiked in his system
.
    She would have to die. There was no choice. No room for weakness
.
    He would kill her
.
    ***
    Kara slid her hand under the pillow, her fingers fumbling for the call button. Fear slid over her like a silk shroud. She didn’t know why but she could feel it settling on her. She pushed the red circle with her thumb, the sound of the alarm ringing down the hallway at the nurse’s station.

Part Two

Chapter Eight
    Kara searched frantically, pushing the branches of the trees out of the way. The ground underfoot was uneven making her progress slow. She was breathing fast, her body trembling. Somewhere in the distance she could hear the sea, the roar of it beating against the cliffs.
    Pushing the last of the branches out of the way as they snagged in her clothing and hair, she emerged from the tangled forest. The cliff edge in front of her was steep, a jagged fall of rocks down to a sandy beach. How was she going to climb down? How was she going to scale the rocks? There had to be a way. She began to run, fast, her feet pounding off the springy cliff-side sod. She had to get away.
    Whatever was chasing her was close.
    The beep of the alarm clock invaded her dream and she woke with a start, her body hot. She hit the red snooze button.
    â€˜Ugh.’ Kara buried her head back into the pillow, the echo of the dream trickling away. She kept her eyes closed, waiting for her heart to slow down, waiting for her breathing to return to normal. She had been having the same dream now for almost a month. Someone was searching for her. What did it mean?
    She stretched long in the bed.
    â€˜Kara get up. School!’ Rosemary called from downstairs.
    Rolling her eyes, Kara pushed back the covers. She had been dreading this day for weeks. She’d even been reduced to begging but Rosemary was adamant.
    â€˜No way, Kara. You’ve been moping around the house for ages. Your injuries have healed. The doctor is happy with your progress.’
    â€˜But, Rosemary,’ Kara began.
    â€˜No. Enough. You cannot wallow in self-pity any longer. You are going back to school for the January term.’
    Their exchanges of late had been curt and to the point,
pass the butter
,
turn off the television
,
lock the front door
,

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