Chapter 7 Froze

Hazel's POV  Taking a deep breath, I forced my eyes to open but my eyelids felt so heavy that it was hard to force them open. Despite them being open, I still had to fight to keep that way as the weakness I felt was becoming overpowering. I looked around hoping to see myself in heaven as the memory of the nerve-wracking pain flashed through my mind and made my body jerk involuntarily. Looking around, I noticed a figure directly beside me, spinning an object and my heart jumped, frightened. Arnold was sitting beside my bed playing with a dagger in his hand. Did he want to kill me? I tried to force myself to sit up but that wasn't happening. I looked up at him, hoping to get a bit of condolence or at least an explanation of what had happened, but all I got was his deadpan eyes boring into mine. "Have you ever done any job for Josie?" He asked immediately, and for a moment, my brain paused before thinking. What did he mean by job? Staring into those eyes that reminded me of the ocean, I f