Chapter 9

Franni’s POV

"Don't die yet, Franni. Let us settle our matter before vultures and eagles feed on your body. " Junk screams in my head.

"Shut up junk!" I growled at her. "We are both dying and there you are speaking shit, " I answered in a weak voice.

That is when reality dawned on me. So I am going to die for real. I mean, they will bury me and write "Rest In Peace" on top of my grave. That is if they even get to bury me and vultures haven't fed on my body as Junk said earlier.

I felt a hot tear escape my eyelids. How would my father feel if he heard the news of my death? How about my little brother? Even though he might be annoying and crazy as Junk, we still love each other deeply.

I tried connecting to him through the link we shared, but I was too weak and there wasn't enough strength left in me again.

I begged the idiot, "Please help me for the last time and I am going to worship you