My Bloody Revenge
Chapter 40: Changing

Lyra has no idea how long she's been lying here or what time it is. Day or night. Everythingmelts together and without anyone to talk to it feels like an eternity. An eternity in endlessdarkness. At least the pain has somehow simmered down to a mere throb that is manageable.After that ordeal she feels exhausted despite only lying here and her entire body is aching as ifcompleted a full workout. Something tells there were also a moment, or several actually, whensleep took over. Lyra replaces it odd to feel without moving. Even more peculiar is staying trappedin darkness but still know it's not really dark. Disregarding the feeling of having cotton stuffed inher ears then her hearing is somewhat intact still. Just a bit muffled.

That tingling sensation is always there but every so often the intensity shifts which makes herguess it has something to do with Lydoran and whether he's close to her or not. Touching ornot. The closer he is the more intense it gets. Describing the feeling she would compare it tosmall electrical jolts. When he is withing touching distance, it warms her skin and when he’stouching it warms all of her but if he is farther away her entire body is humming in a morerestless type of way. It must be their bond but no one said it would be like this.

Another wave of pain hits her hard out of nowhere. This one nearly chokes the breath out ofher and it is as if a hand takes hold of her heart squeezing it tightly. Almost hindering it frombeating properly. Excruciating assaults over and over without mercy. Reaching a high peak, shescreams at the top of her lungs. The burning sensation also increases into a whole new level.Forget simply feeling set to flames. This is like being stuffed into a blast-furnace and kept there.Blinded by pain and a skin too tight for her own body she starts frantically scratch and claw atherself and is unable to stop. It's like an obsession. Something she must do. Yet she has a hardtime processing what's real or only in her head. Is she really clawing at her arm until it bleeds?Is she paralyzed? Constantly zoning in and out in a pain hazed state she doesn't know up fromdown or real from imaginative.

"You're doing good, it'll all be over soon.” a voice says directly into her ear. Lydoran, she thinkswith instant calm just as another pain wave hits. Lyra screams. Her throat raw and bleeding yetshe continues to scream. What little break she got after the first screaming round does little tonothing in helping her now. This is a never-ending nightmare.

'Ilt hurts, make it stop. STOP!Stopstopstopstop...STOOOOOPPPP!" she screams over and over astears obscures her vision. Clawing at herself she hopes to take away the itchy feeling. Like havethousands of bugs crawling over her. Voices speaks to her but the words are muffled as ifspoken far away and not coherent enough for her to comprehend. It's frustrating. Yet anotherwave hits but this one is like getting every organ ripped to pieces inside of her. Her heart, whichfelt like being squeezed earlier is now sliced before also getting ripped out like the rest of herintestines. Blackness follows shortly after. Something she welcomes with open arms. All thispain is proving to be too much even with the bond to Lydoran. Regrettably darkness only holdsher for a short amount of time before resurfacing to a conscious state once more. Or so it feels.She could be wrong in this timeless place.

“Can you hear me, love?"

Lydoran? She desperately clings to his voice. For the first time since all this started, she canhear him clear as water. Lyra tries to move but like all other times, nothing happens. Frustratedand on the verge of panic she tries to open her eyes, speak, anything. * I can hear you' she saysin her head wishing that he also could hear. Never has she felt so lonely like now.

“Thank the little devils. We thought we lost you’

Lyd?"

"Yes, love it's me..."

“How?

Relief is mixed with confusion at suddenly being able to hear his voice and knowing he can hearand speak with her.

'The bond. Are you feeling okay?"

“Tired, sore, and it feels like everything has been ripped open and cut to tiny shreds. Like I havebeen murdered several times over and burned to crisp. Jack the rippers best work. At least I'mno longer confided to my own thoughts.’

Hearing him laugh gives another sense of calm to her fried mind and exhausted state.

"You will wake up soon. Everything you've felt is the human part partially dying and adjusting tobeing a vampire. I can say that you look really beautiful. All that's left to see is your amazingsmile.’

'You mean all this time I've been asleep? But my throat is burning..."

“Rest for now, love. I will be here waiting and so is Jaze. I will give you something to drink whenyou wake up’

She imagines closing her eyes, willing herself to sleep as if still being awake.

“Night, Lyd"

“Sleep well, love’