Lost (M. Lathan) by M. Lathan

Author:M. Lathan
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, Young Adult
ISBN: 9780989418416
Publisher: M. Lathan
Published: 2013-06-20T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

I rubbed my fingers across the smooth glass and cringed. The tiny vial of potion seemed so heavy in my hand.

Sophia hadn’t mixed it with anything this time. She left the green slime in its pure form, unsure of how much I would need if necessary or how long I would be out.

“You have your phone?” she asked as the SUV rolled to a stop in front of Trenton.

“Yes.”

“You will be careful?”

“Yes.”

“If you encounter Kamon or any of his hunters, you will run and not fight.” That was less of a question, more of an order. The answer stuck in my throat. I couldn’t reply with another dry yes after she reminded me that I didn’t have a dry life. “Promise me.”

“I promise.”

I waved at her through the tinted window, knowing she would see me even though I couldn’t see her. We really hadn’t needed the decoy vehicle. The front of the school was deserted and quiet. I half expected a tumbleweed to blow by.

I walked to the sign that said: Summer Display, Main Gallery. A tiny voice in my head told me to just follow the arrow and go to the art show like I’d promised. I would like it there. I would be surrounded by art and beautiful colors. But I’d rather be surrounded by my father’s music.

I closed my eyes and pictured Murphy’s, suddenly nervous that I’d searched the wrong bar or had misinterpreted Dad’s words. What if Murphy was just a friend of his and the party was at his house? I felt like an idiot for assuming where he would be tonight.

“Will my dad be at Murphy’s, the bar, tonight?” I asked. A moment later, I was undoubtedly sure that he would be.

Mom was right. I felt exactly when it was safe to go to the party. Like a gate had opened before me. I could almost hear it squeaking on its hinges.

I landed in front of the red bricks near the door, alone on a dark street. A couple rounded the corner a few seconds later. Perfect timing. They’d just missed an impossible sight.

I pulled my hood over my head and brushed my curls in my face to shield it. I opened the door and laughter and smoke poured out of the cramped room.

The thoughts in the air competed with the music. I heard hundreds of conversations at once – real voices, the unsaid things, the secret things, and the feelings behind them, too. I wrapped my arms around my stomach and slid into an empty booth.

The tremors Mom had taught me to recognize swept through me. I knew to stop listening, but I couldn’t. The buzzing was too loud, too powerful. I couldn’t pull away.

Worry felt different here. Not pimples and boyfriends. Their burdens were heavy. Cheating husbands, foreclosures, and all sorts of awful things crushed me into my seat.

I felt myself slipping away, growing less and less aware of the people in the bar, entranced by the buzzing, the power.

At this rate, I wouldn’t hear my dad play and this sneak out would’ve been wasted.

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