I won’t smash anyone, not even Caream. I won’t drive. Forget that trunk. Try to fix your heart. I think, when I drank you, I broke it. Please, you have to stay breathing on your own. And I have to keep you safe from me… Jaylynn’s eyelids fluttered. The dull blanket of fatigue covered her, encouraging her to drift back down, but the nag of the conscious world tugged. She opened her eyes. She lay stretched over the seat, her head cushioned.
Damon huddled against the door. Pressed into the metal frame, a towel hung over his window. Another blocked the light from Caream’s. The air conditioner had been cranked up, the car temperature cool, and the rush of rubber pounding the pavement slowed. Jaylynn, stay quiet. Damon stared into the towel, his voice grim. I don’t know how to fix you anymore. I don’t know many things. I’m okay, she mumbled.
We’re stopping? Are we there? She struggled up. Do I hear-oh no. Sirens? Behave. Damon book of ra pushed her down. If you explode your broken heart, I’ll hit your head. You breathed in shutdown mode for a long time. Sixty-eight minutes. Keep your heart right, or I’ll make you sleep forever, even all the rest of this day. He released her and flung himself back into the door. The police don’t come for us. Maybe if you’d stop bellowing at her, she’ll stay stable, Caream said. Jaylynn, what should we do? It’s very scary when you try to die like that. Jaylynn swallowed hard. I’m not sure what happened, but really, I’m fine now. What’s going on? A fire called the sirens, Caream replied. And no, we book of ra didn’t make this one.
I know police will be there, but frightened voices cry for help. Damon, show her. Caream paused then snapped, Don’t touch the window. I can control it from here. Damon ripped the towel from the opening window. The afternoon light poured in. He lifted Jaylynn onto his knee and gestured up the road. They were in a large city, speeding down a deserted alley in what looked like a warehouse district. A cloud of black smoke rose from one of the run-down buildings.
The distinct, arid smell wafted in. Jaylynn gasped. Someone’s trapped in there? She swallowed hard, caught in red light. Would Damon really knock her out? Last time I tell you. Don’t speed up your heart. His gaze riveted back to the fire. Voices of little ones cough. The smoke makes it hard for them to breathe. You can’t go in there. I’m afraid to give you air. If we leave you alone, what if you explode again? Stop worrying about me.