Almost Dead (Dead, #1) by Rebecca A. Rogers

Author:Rebecca A. Rogers [Rogers, Rebecca A.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2013-09-14T16:00:00+00:00

chapter eleven • laney

Sara hasn’t bothered to check on me for a good thirty minutes. Now that Flora’s gone to fulfill her pointless quest, there’s no use in Sara pretending she cares about the failure that’s hanging out in her guest room. I’m more upset by the fact that I didn’t get my way. Nobody ever denies me anything—not my parents, not Chase, not my friends. No-bah-dee.

Except Oliver. He doesn’t take shit off anybody, especially me. But that’s mostly because I give him an attitude.

Ugh. This is my fault. Maybe I should’ve apologized to him when I had the chance. Maybe I would’ve stayed at his boutique longer than normal, and maybe that would’ve changed my fate. Flora and I would’ve never wrecked. This nightmare wouldn’t exist.

“Laney.” Sara’s singsong voice startles me, but I don’t move from my position on the bed—lying down, facing the wall. I’m quite comfortable, thank you very much. “Let’s practice. I want to be confident you understand how to use energy before you leave.”

“Oh, yeah, now you care,” I say, picking at nonexistent dirt under my fingernails.

Sara sighs, but it comes out so light and airy. “I can’t force you, but I will say that I’m disappointed. You were so adamant about learning before.” She waits for some sort of response, I guess.

To avoid eye contact, I don’t roll over. It’s when you make eye contact that people break you down, and I don’t want to be broken. And sometimes, I swear, Sara can look right through me, to my soul. It’s just creepy.

Sara finally catches on that I’m not going to talk and exits. I kind of feel bad for her, but the fleeting thought vanishes when I think about how she chose Flora over me. What’s Flora even doing up there? Has she warned her parents, or my sister? If they can find her before someone else hands me a one-way ticket, then there’s no reason for me to return home. But this is Flora I’m talking about. She’s probably trying to find a local bar to hang out at, knowing I’m stuck in this place.

Ugh. I hate her.

Even though Sara’s long gone, I mumble a response to her statement about me giving up, “Maybe it’s because you didn’t give me a chance.” And it’s true. So, so true. I nailed moving my hand through objects and walking through walls. There should be no reason why I didn’t go home first. But because Flora can manifest energy bette Vnd?enbjecr than me, she gets to see her family again.

Stupid.

Surprisingly, as if the walls told her what I said, Sara appears in the doorway.

“Look,” I say, without giving her an opening to speak, “I’ve always had a chance to make something of myself, and my parents have been there to back me up, but all I’ve ever accomplished is winning plastic crowns at pageants. This one time I finally do something right and…and…” I can’t bring myself to finish.

Damn it. I’m not broken. I’m not broken.

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