Invocation by Aileen Erin EPUB & PDF

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• Authors: Aileen Erin
• Language: English
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I WOKE UP SCREAMING. Panting. Panicked.
Hot tears ran down my face. It wasn’t real. Not anymore.
I was crying from a nightmare that was mostly memories—from the
sadness and despair and sheer terror it brought up—but I’d stop now that I
was awake. Soon. I’d stop crying soon. I just had to calm down first.
I wiped my hands down my face and tried to steady myself. With my
earbuds in and my playlist finished, my panting breaths echoed loudly
inside my head. That definitely wasn’t helping my panic.
I tossed them onto my bedside table.

The nightmare had been beyond terrifying. Way worse than my usual
ones. It felt so real. Like I’d actually been racing away from my father,
running through the caverns of Hell again, trying to find a way out.
And it didn’t help that it wasn’t just a nightmare.

It was my past.
But I wasn’t in Hell anymore.
I’d gotten out.
I wasn’t trapped, but my brain, my body, my soul hadn’t realized that
yet.
I closed my eyes. My therapist told me that when I panicked, I had to
focus on what my senses were telling me. On what was here with me in this
room. In the real world. If I was too panicked, it didn’t matter which sense
came first. I just had to start with something.
Touch. I could feel the sheets under my hands. The softness of my
blanket. This was my bed.

Sight. I blinked my eyes open. I was in my room, with icons on the
walls and my homework still on my desk. In the Los Feliz neighborhood of
Los Angeles. In an apartment that I shared with my amazing mother. Safe.
Safe enough. For now.

I snagged my water bottle from my bedside table and took a long drink.
The ice clanged against the metal, and the cold, crisp, clean water hit my
tongue. Hear and taste.

I took a deep breath and smelled a hot, floral wax. The flickering flame
on my dresser caught my eye. I’d lit the blessed candle from a local church
before I went to bed in the hopes that I wouldn’t have a nightmare. It didn’t
work tonight, but I was stubborn enough to keep trying until the candle
burned down to nothing.
I took another breath, and there it was. The one thing I wished I never
smelled again.
Sulfur.
Just a hint. Just enough to keep me questioning if I was really smelling
it or if the dream had really felt so real that it’d followed me into the
waking world.

Fear inched up around my body, reaching around my neck and
tightening, making it hard to breathe.
Nope. Not tonight. I wasn’t having a full-blown panic attack tonight. I
refused.

I grabbed my phone and shoved my fear into the trash where it
belonged.
3:17 a.m.
Of course.

Always three-freaking-a.m.
A sharp huff slipped free before I could stop it.
Okay. I needed to do something. A distraction. A connection.
Something to make me feel a little less alone.
I opened the messages app and clicked on Mom. How’s it going? I hit
Send.

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