Chapter 359: Ever Been On A Roller Coaster?
It felt like I had just closed my eyes, surrounded by Ronan and Salvatore, when my stomach decided to drop.
"What the fuck?" I grumbled, my eyes so done that they didn’t even bother to open. "I’ve heard of no rest for the wicked, but surely to Devil, there has to be some limit?!? If I don’t get at least a three hour nap soon, I am going to destroy the world just to get a few hours of sleep."
There was a chorus of chuckles, but Ronan and Salvatore didn’t disagree. Trying my best to pry open my eyes, I had the feeling I was doing a fantastic impression of a drunk trash panda.
"Fucking Christ," I continued as my stomach seemed determined to fall out of my back. It was like we were going up fast, but that was impossible. Last I checked, we were still pinned between two mountains.
Flinging the bedsheets off of me, I stared at the door. I should go out there and figure out what was going on but at the same time...
"Do you want me ta go?" asked Ronan, tilting his head toward the door. Letting out a jaw-breaking yawn, I shook my head no. If something really was going on, I didn’t want us to be split up.
"Let’s go figure out the latest crisis, then I’ll figure it out," I grumbled. My brain wasn’t braining at the moment, and tears were flowing out of my eyes, but I could do this. Pulling out a banana lollypop, I stuck it in my mouth and rolled out of bed. "Someone had damn well better be dying."
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I know I hadn’t slept so long that it was actually night, but coming up from the belly of the ship to pitch black was a heady experience. It was almost like I had no idea which way was up or down, and my head was constantly spinning.