Survival (Sorrowfeld Academy Book 1) by Bob Dattolo

Author:Bob Dattolo [Dattolo, Bob]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-04-18T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

There weren’t many people in the caf for breakfast on Wednesday as I settled into a seat with my food. I swear, yesterday passed in a flash. More comments than you can shake a stick at for the crap with the coach. Levi was worse than normal. Samantha was better than normal. More reserved. She watched more.

She also seemed to pick up the healing that others glossed over. They recoiled at the horrific bruises, which actually looked worse yesterday than the day before by far, but most didn’t pick up on the healed bones.

She did catch that, and I overheard her talking to Parece about it. Paige didn’t seem to buy it, but Riley did. She’s been oddly focused on me since I broke her spell, so I guess that’s not a shocker.

No one really confronted me to start anything, even if there were more people talking about how wimpy and lucky I am. Far too many, honestly. I swear to God that I don’t understand this life. I’m not sure I ever want to.

Maybe death would really be preferable. Step away from this craziness and go on to whatever lies beyond this.

Except I don’t really know what lies beyond this, so let’s hold firm and keep going. Better safe than sorry, right? It’d suck to die and end up in a worse spot and have no way out.

My eating slowed as a familiar face came in. She looks exhausted, but also worried. She didn’t seem to see me until she had some food. When she did, she looked across the other tables before coming over, “Is it okay if I sit here?”

Her voice is so freaking low that it makes me mirror her, “Good morning, Kaylee. You can. You okay?”

She nodded and sat, looking across the other tables again, “Yeah. I am. Just…”

She smells bad, like she hasn’t slept at all. She twitched when I touched her, showing just how stressed she is. “It’s okay, you can tell me.”

Tears started as she blinked. Not that she seemed to realize it.

“C’mon, Kaylee. What’s wrong?”

Her voice somehow went even lower, “I don’t want to die.”

Ookay? “What do you mean? Is someone threatening you?”

Her tears trailed down her cheeks as she moved her eggs with her fork. She twitched again when I held her hand, “Please eat. You need it.” Seriously, she smells like a million pounds of stress. “Now, what the hell happened? Is someone threatening you?”

That’s a lackluster attempt to chew food if I’ve ever seen one, but I’ll take it. “No. Not specifically. But I know it’s coming.”

“Because this place sucks?”

“Because this place is what it is. I had such high hopes that being connected with you would help.”

That made me smile, although it’s small, “Well, it has, right? No one has paid any attention to you for days now.”

Her eyes came up, “Wha…what?”

“It’s simple. Being connected with me makes people watch me and not you. That’s worked. Everyone seems to be focused on me. At least for now.

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