Edge of Forever_The Death and Life of Analey Rose by Patricia Galvan

Author:Patricia Galvan [Galvan, Patricia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-04-27T05:00:00+00:00

I opened my eyes, my hand automatically feeling my neck. My skin was damp with sweat and the bed sheets were wrinkled in my other hand. I let go, relieved it had only been another nightmare. My relief was short lived, however as the details of the nightmare came into focus.

Hunger. Thirst. Rage.

Those were the words my mind used to describe the look in Mikel’s eyes.

I turned over and pulled the covers over my head. I curled up, drawing my legs up to my chest and waited for my racing heart to slow down. I was never afraid when I was with Mikel, but in that terrible nightmare, I’d feared for my life in his arms. Then it was the chilling words that Candice had said that left me shaken.

The Descendant. What did that mean and what did she mean when she said Mikel was like him? I threw the covers off and noticed the sun shining through the window blinds. One glance at the clock told me it was a quarter past three in the afternoon. I’d slept through most of the day. I leaped out of bed and heard Stella’s voice coming from the living room. I was about halfway down the stairs when I recognized the other voice. I stopped, paralyzed by fear. The image of Mikel from my nightmare came to mind and I couldn’t decide if I should run back up or go down and see what they were doing. Curiosity won and I descended the last few steps.

He was dressed in a long sleeve blue shirt and black jeans. I stared at his back and for a moment my teenage insecurities took over, and I was worried about what I looked like after just waking up from a day and a half of sleep. I was about to turn around and run up the stairs, but it was too late.

“Analey, how are you feeling?” Stella ask, and as she did Mikel turned toward me. I gripped the wood railing, bracing myself for the monstrous eyes. The fear that had swept over my face slowly receded when I saw he was just Mikel and not the monster from my dream.

Mikel put his hands in the pockets of his jeans, his brown eyes taking me in from head to toe. A small smile touched his lips and he cocked his head to one side. “Are you feeling better?”

“I’m fine,” I said looking at Mikel then to Stella. “Why aren’t you at work and why did I not go to school?”

“You came home from school complaining of a terrible headache and ran a slight fever. You didn’t sleep, just tossed and turned all night. I gave you something to help you sleep and decided it was best to let you stay home and rest,” Stella said.

“I don’t remember feeling bad,” I said. But I did remember the bad dream. I looked to Mikel, searching his eyes for any truth of last night’s dream, but there were no remnants of anything evil in his eyes as he stood in front of me.

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