Powered by Cheyanne Young

Author:Cheyanne Young [Young, Cheyanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: 336Love
Published: 2013-11-29T00:00:00+00:00

When I open my eyes, it doesn’t feel like I’m waking up in the morning. You can’t exactly wake up if you never went to sleep. The foreboding weight of fear and anxiety rests in my chest, having only slightly lightened during my hours of lying in Evan’s bed, listening to his steady breathing from the couch across the room.

The breathing is gone now and the couch is empty. I grab my MOD from the pillow next to me and switch it on, only to be met with the blank screen of a MOD still in lockdown. The only valuable information this worn-out piece of plastic can give me is the time. Five in the morning.

My body aches as I push myself up in Evan’s bed. It’s a weird sensation—dull throbbing pain coursing throughout my arms and legs every time I move. I’ve never felt pain longer than a few seconds after being injured. This injury just won’t go away. I touch my forehead and wince. So much for healing myself. A fleeting panic grips my mind as I wonder if my powers are somehow reduced after using so much of it to regrow my own skull.

What if I managed to grow bone but sacrificed my powers in the process? My heart races at the thought. That can’t be possible. I’ve never even heard of anything like that. The lady in the medical ward did say I was extraordinary. She seemed downright obsessed with my ability to heal myself. What if I did ruin my powers?

Life wouldn’t be worth living. You’d be worthless.

I shake my head to clear the thought. But because thoughts aren’t physical, they don’t go away. With an overwhelming panic I’ve never felt before, I leap out of bed, ignoring every pain shooting through my body. I close my eyes as the vibrating power beneath my rib cage roars to life at my internal command. Power flows through my arms and legs, reassuring me with its electrical pulsing warmth. I am a Super and I am not losing my power. I will not allow myself to think that way.

Evan’s voice catches me off guard. You won’t allow yourself to think what way?

Huh? Ugh, I forgot I was wearing the ring. Embarrassment consumes me. How long had he been listening? What did I think? I can’t remember.

I hear his voice again, a single sound formed into a word. Ha.

With a shudder, I flail my hand and let the ring fall to the bed. This would be the most embarrassing gift ever, but having Evan read my thoughts barely compares to the Surprise Beach Party Humiliation so generously given to me by my best friend and brother.

The mere thought of Crimson and Max sends a shriek of pain through my heart, and it’s not from the soreness in my muscles or the residual embarrassment I feel when thinking of that night. I have no idea if they are okay. I’ve already witnessed one murder, how many more have happened

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