Chosen Gods: Paranormal Prison (Fallen Souls Series Book 1) by Jesse Darkling

Author:Jesse Darkling [Darkling, Jesse]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Shaye

Last night, Lene interrogated me as to where I got to yesterday when she vanished on me. I ignored her as she tried to blame me and remind myself I really can’t trust anyone in this place.

Now, I take the stairs two at a time but stumble forward, scraping my knee on the concrete edge. My heart hammers in my chest as I try to avoid bumping into Nelos in the lunch crowd. Why is he turning up everywhere now? It’s like he’s put a tracker on me and pops up when I least expect it. And I’m fucking hungry too.

I don’t like how my body reacts to him whenever he’s within my sight. The way his prison uniform clings to his muscles reveals he’s in better shape than when we were dating. How his tattoos accent his tanned skin and show off his dangerous side. Or how my knees get weak imagining skimming my fingers over those lines. Kissing and tasting him. How his strong arms would feel around me. How different my life would be if I had agreed to marry him. Would he still be here in prison if we had?

I shake my head, trying to push aside the way my stomach flutters just thinking about him.

I don’t need him or his trouble. I don’t need anyone.

There has to be some way I can avoid him and still get my food. I peek around the corner and two guards are standing in the hallway. One of them is the woman that led me into the ambush where I was beaten up.

“You got dibs on the fight tomorrow night?” she asks, her voice echoing through the hallway.

“I always wait until right before the closing bids. Never know what could happen to an inmate between now and then.”

“You saying you’re gonna do something?” Her voice lowers, and I have to strain to make out the words.

“Nah, not me. But these fucking demi-rejects can’t be counted on not to get three-knee-deep or shived.”

Their footsteps draw closer and my stomach drops. What if they catch me hiding?

Panic swells into my chest and I’m panting for breath. Softly, I tiptoe up the stairs, cringing each time my flip-flops squeak. If they look into this open stairwell, they’ll see me. I rush as fast as I can to the door at the top of the stairs. Please be open, please be open.

I try the knob and it opens. Quickly, I step through, closing it as softly as I can. The guard’s boots sound on the stairs. I dash down the hall and see the sign for laundry ahead of me. I look behind me, but race straight ahead. I dash inside the room. Dozens of washers and dryers give the cemented room a heavy humid feel. I’m already starting to sweat or maybe it’s because I’m trembling.

The doorknob rattles. My breath freezes in my chest. It’s them. The guards. They’ll beat me for being in here instead of where I’m supposed to be.

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