Enter If You Dare by Alyson Larrabee

Author:Alyson Larrabee [Larrabee, Alyson]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Young Adult/Romance/Mystery/Suspense
Publisher: Whiskey Creek Press
Published: 2013-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

Recuperation

When I finally regain consciousness, all I can see is the faded orange cotton of Wyatt’s t-shirt because my face is pressed against his chest. He’s carrying me through the woods.

“You can put me down now. I’m okay.”

“Not a chance.”

I struggle, but Wyatt only tightens his grip on me. My feet are dangling in midair and I kick them, but it’s futile.

“Cut it out, Annabelle. I’m not putting you down.”

I relax for a second and turn my head to see where we’re going. Wyatt’s following Jeff down the path. Eventually, I see a meadow of yellowed grass and then beyond it, the road where Nathaniel’s van and Jackson’s SUV are parked.

“C’mon. I can walk now. Think how hysterical my mom’s going to get if she sees you carrying me.”

“Good point, but I’m keeping my arm around you for support and if you so much as stumble once, I’m carrying you. You scared the crap out of me!”

Ahead of us, Jeff looks back, barks at me once and then wags his tail, as if he’s expressing his agreement with Wyatt. My human protector hugs my waist with one strong arm and we continue to walk toward the van in silence.

I scared him.

That’s ironic, seeing as his body was possessed by the spirit of a homicidal maniac and he was chasing me through the woods behind an insane asylum.

Even though I’m moving just fine, with just a little help from Wyatt, the second she spots us, my mother races over. She never runs and she never panics. It’s weird to see my normally unflappable mother flapping wildly. Strands of her hair fall loose, making it look even more messy than usual. She’s all breathless.

“Annabelle, what on earth happened? We’ve been worried sick.”

“I fainted, that’s all. I was running through the woods and I ran out of energy. I’m fine now.”

“Fainting isn’t fine. You’ve never fainted before in your life. Come to the car and sit down. You already ran one race today. Why on earth were you running again?”

She sounds exasperated. Nathaniel’s beside me by now and he hauls me onto his lap so I can ride back to the van with him, in the wheelchair. I try to get up and walk, but he holds me down with his right arm and directs the wheelchair with his left. I’m getting fed up with being bossed around, manhandled and carried in one way or another. So I continue to squirm and kick.

“Annabelle, sit still.”

Finally, I concede, mostly because I have no choice. His biceps are made of iron.

“Calm down. I have some Gatorade in the van. You probably just need some electrolytes.”

Jackson and Oliver are jogging toward us. So it’s five against one; six if you count Jeff. I know I’ll never win. I relax and start to enjoy my spin in the pimped-out wheelchair. When we get to the van, Nathaniel opens a huge cooler and starts handing out drinks. I thank him and proceed to guzzle down half a bottle of Gatorade in less than sixty seconds.

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