Unite Me (Shatter Me, #1.5-2.5) by Tahereh Mafi EPUB & PDF EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author Name: Tahereh Mafi
- Book Genre: Dystopia, Fantasy, Fiction, Novella, Paranormal, Romance, Science Fiction, Short Stories, Young Adult, Young Adult Fantasy
- ISBN # 9780062327963
- Edition Language: English
- Date of Publication: 2014-2-4
- PDF File Size: 2.3 MB
- EPUB File Size: 5.1 MB
I’ve been shot.
And, as it turns out, a bullet wound is even more uncomfortable than I
had imagined.
My skin is cold and clammy; I’m making a herculean effort to breathe.
Torture is roaring through my right arm and making it difficult for me to
focus. I have to squeeze my eyes shut, grit my teeth, and force myself to
pay attention.
The chaos is unbearable.
Several people are shouting and too many of them are touching me, and I
want their hands surgically removed. They keep shouting “Sir!” as if
they’re still waiting for me to give them orders, as if they have no idea what
to do without my instruction. The realization exhausts me.
“Sir, can you hear me?” Another cry. But this time, a voice I don’t detest.
“Sir, please, can you hear me—”
“I’ve been shot, Delalieu,” I manage to say. I open my eyes. Look into
his watery ones. “I haven’t gone deaf.”
All at once the noise disappears. The soldiers shut up. Delalieu looks at
me. Worried.
I sigh.
“Take me back,” I tell him, shifting, just a little. The world tilts and
steadies all at once. “Alert the medics and have my bed prepared for our
arrival. In the meantime, elevate my arm and continue applying direct
pressure to the wound. The bullet has broken or fractured something, and
this will require surgery.”
Delalieu says nothing for just a moment too long.
“Good to see you’re all right, sir.” His voice is a nervous, shaky thing.
“Good to see you’re all right.”
“That was an order, Lieutenant.”
“Of course,” he says quickly, head bowed. “Certainly, sir. How should I
direct the soldiers?”
“Find her,” I tell him. It’s getting harder for me to speak. I take a small
breath and run a shaky hand across my forehead. I’m sweating in an
excessive way that isn’t lost on me.
“Yes, sir.” He moves to help me up, but I grab his arm.
“One last thing.”
“Sir?”
“Kent,” I say, my voice uneven now. “Make sure they keep him alive for
me.”
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