Chapter 41: Captive of Fate

Talia Way to throw me under the bus. I said out loud as I stepped out. My actions and my words were different. She's so tiny. One of them said in a strange accent. More like white. I thought she was dead. Shes so pale…like a dead one. Another one spoke up. With his r stretched out. I can hear you. I said. Blankly staring at them. It is her. The big one in the front of the group said in that voice that made me feel funny. What's her name? The big one asked turning to Ariel. Talia. She said making me smack myself on the head. Talk about throwing under the bus, Ariel, you threw me under the bloody mountain. Not if the mountain wants you under it. She said without even turning back to look at me. Betrayal stings. I muttered as I turned away from the group. What did he want with me? I wanted to ask, but i knew them. They were from Blackthorn. Only Blackthorners dressed with fabric draping from their shoulders to their hips in obscene colours that clashed with everything.