NATALIA
“Come on, Nat, I want to go shower,” Sam whines from above where I lay prone on the grass.
“Sorry, no can do. I am one with the ground now. No more Natalia, just jelly where bones used to be.” Jonah chuckles, and I swear I hear Sam roll his eyes.
“You’re a dork,” Sam huffs. A hand wraps gently around my sore bicep, yanking hard enough to strain the tight muscles of my shoulder. I groan, but squint my eyes open, allowing him to pull me up off the ground.
Every step towards the house aches from my head to my damn toes. Leslie was not kidding when she said this is hell. I know get how the demons feel, because I think I did just go through hell. I wish they would have kept me there instead of making me move.
“Wuss,” Ivy teases. I ignore her.
Everything hurts too much to defen
