Dark Hope (The Devil's Assistant) - Plot & Excerpts
I was on the bed, twisted in the sheets. The room had been put back together and someone had tucked me in. Cringing at how I’d practically thrown myself at Mace, I thought of the night before and wanted to scream. I moved my head and almost hurled. Nausea was not my friend. I nearly tripped detangling myself from the sheets. I ran to the bathroom and made it just before I threw up. After flushing away the cotton candy sludge—the remains of Pagan cake—I sank to the floor. My conversation with Mace ran through my head. I’d kissed him. I’d begged him to stay with me. God, make love to me. I wanted to go home, curl up on the couch with Jack—not Mace—and have him hold me. I’d go crazy if I didn’t have something that was normal soon, something that didn’t have anything to do with my insane reality. My stomach gurgled. I leaned over the toilet and threw up again. Crying wouldn’t help. I had to get out of here. Screw Mace and my pledge to him. I could leave—go to The Boss—he’d fix everything.
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