Strings of Fate

186- Examination and exhaustion

I startle at the new thread, then freeze. I probably look ridiculous and I’m fairly sure I’m alternatingbetween staring at my own ch*st and Cheryl’s. Ugh, I probably look like I’m staring at my own boobs. Ihave got to stop. I’m too stunned to speak and I vaguely notice that Bellamy has taken over theinterrogation. Asking who Cheryl is working with and

answer. I

where Kiara is being kept. She refuses to give any kind of useful do zone back in a little when I realisethat

Bellamy is trying to use his whole Alpha thing to force her to speak.

“Tell me where Kiara is.” He demands. But before he can finish the sentence, Cheryl slams her eyesshut and presses her lips together, flat out refusing to speak any further. I guess closing her eyessomehow stops Bellamy’s Alpha thing from working. That’s different I guess? I really ought to replace outhow it’s meant to work since I can actually do that to some extent. Or at least I managed to dosomething with it when Tristain was in the middle of the dominance battle. I’m disappointed that Cherylisn’t saying anything, but after her psychotic rant, I didn’t really expect anything else. I think we’re goingto be better off searching the house looking for clues or evidence that Kiara was here at some point.Now that I’m not staring at my new black thread, it’s a little less alarming. Mostly because it doesn’treally change anything does it? I’ve already decided that Cheryl is not someone I am ever going to getalong with. I don’t know exactly how I can be destined to hate her now when I wasn’t before but it iswhat it is. It is kind of concerning that these threads can change, they never have before. Maybe it’sjust a fluke thing since these murders have messed up

other people’s fates.

After a while, Bellamy gets frustrated and gives up on getting Cheryl to say anything else. Since shefinished her rant she hasn’t said a single word. She won’t even open her eyes. I think she might evenbe humming to herself. The tune is oddly familiar but I can’t place it. It’s like she is trying to pretend wedon’t exist at all.

Take her to the Magic’s prison. Tell them I will send through the paperwork for her sentencing later.”Bellamy orders the two guards that are still standing over Cheryl. She barely reacts as they lead heraway, shuffling along between them like a zombie, her eyes still shut. I sigh and lean into Bellamy’sside. He wraps an arm over my shoulder and

leans his head on mine.

“What are you going to do about sentencing?” I ask. Bellamy lets out a deep sigh, much like the one Ijust gave.

“After her confession in the murders and kidnapping? She won’t be getting out of there anytime soon,or ever probably.” He tells me softly. He sounds miserable and I do understand. I hate Cheryl, but beingthe person who has to make the decision that she will never be free again… that can’t be pleasant.

“Tell me when you’re doing the paperwork and stuff for it. I’ll help you, or sit with you or something.” Ioffer. Bellamy squeezes me tight for a second before letting me go.

“Thanks.” He gives me a sad smile.

We spend the next couple hours searching the house. We go through it inch by inch looking for anysign of Kiara, or anything that hints to who Cheryl might be working with. We don’t replace anything usefulat all. We do grab Cheryl’s laptop and phone and take them with us to give to Alex. She has to becommunicating with her partner somehow, so it seems likely that there will be SOMETHING on one of

them that might give us a clue. I’m sitting on the floor of her office searching through the desk drawerswhich I pulled out and stacked around me. Actually I’m going through them for the fifth time whenBellamy comes to get me. My eyes are burning and I’m completely out of it. I’m not sure I’m evenlooking at the contents of the drawer anymore. Just moving things around and praying that some cluewill magically appear, I know there’s nothing here, if there was we would have found it by now. But Ican’t bring myself to be the one to call an end to the search, to officially give up.

186- Examination and exhaustion

“Ry, love?” he drops a hand onto my shoulder. I tip my head back to look up at him, my eyes barelycracked open.

“Hmm?” I give as a response.

“Sweetheart, there’s nothing here. You need to sleep. The sun will be up soon and you look like you’regoing to collapse.” He moves around and grabs my hands, gently pulling me to my feet. I stumble overone of the drawers and he catches me against his chest. He’s so warm and I’m so comfortable therethat I can’t bring myself to move away again. I just hide my face against him and let him support myweight.

“We’re not giving up. Mauve Alex will replace something in her messages. I know it sucks that we didn’treplace Kiara here, but this is progress. We know more than we did this time yesterday.” He forcesoptimism into his tone, but he sounds as tired as me. I nod against his chest, but I still don’t move. Icould just stay here forever and pretend the world doesn’t exist. We stand for another minute beforeBellamy moves. 3

“Alright. That’s it. Time to get you to bed.” He moves away just enough to hook his arms underneathme and lift me off my feet. I don’t even have the energy to object. I just wrap my arms around his n*ck

and cling to him tightly.

On the way home, Aaron drives. Bellamy sits in the back seat and keeps me on his lap and holds metight, occasionally running a hand down my back or through my hair. Darrien sits in the passenger seatand Megan is in the back with us. She and Bellamy are talking to each other, but their voices are sosoft that without Shifter hearing, I can’t quite tell what they’re saying. But honestly I don’t care. Theirfamiliar voices are soothing. I’m heartbroken that I didn’t replace Kiara here, but Bellamy is right that thiswas still at least partially a win for us and I need to rest before we figure out our next step. Back at thehouse, I move to get out of the car but Bellamy holds me tight against his ch*st trapping me in place.He carries me inside, Megan hurries ahead of us to unlock the front door. In fact he carries me all theway to bed. He drops me into the blankets and helps me pull off my shoes and jacket. He vanishes fora second and my eyes begin to fall closed. He comes back with another of his shirts for me to wear.Drowsily, I pull off my top and pull his on over my bra. I shove my leggings off roughly and kick themaway. Lastly I unhook my bra, pull it off under the shirt and fling it away. Then I collapse back into thepillows, too exhausted to think. Bellamy moves around the room for a couple minutes. I hear the rustleof him changing clothes and I think he collects my stuff off the floor and drops it into a hamper. Finally,he crawls into bed beside me, flicks off the light and pulls me into his chest. I fall asleep listening to thesoft sound of his heart beating.

Chapter Comments

Madalaine Rodrigues.

was it not better to observe cheryl and have her followed around a bit

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why is alex purple? xD

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