The Fangs of Bloodhaven by Cheree Alsop

Author:Cheree Alsop [Alsop, Cheree]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Science Fiction & Fantasy, Fantasy, Paranormal & Urban, Teen & Young Adult
Amazon: B00W5SXE6M
Goodreads: 25377238
Published: 2015-04-13T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Everett walked beside Torrance in the darkness.

“Can you imagine cars running everywhere?” the human asked.

Everett heard the catch in the boy’s voice. Despite the fact that Dr. Transton had cleared him to go home, it was obvious Torrance was still recovering. Everett was grateful that at least he couldn’t smell blood on the boy’s bandages.

“I’ve seen pictures of city streets filled with cars, but it seems pointless with everything so close,” Everett replied, trying to picture vehicles clogging Nectaris’ streets. From the pictures he had seen, sidewalks had been built to walk on before the Ending War. Nectaris had no sidewalks because there weren’t any vehicles. As it was, the roads were clogged with people on their way to work and school in the mornings and evenings, then pretty much empty until dinner. Everett usually missed the rush, keeping his wandering time until after curfew.

“Just the same,” Torrance said, “Don’t you think it’d be nice to have the freedom to visit the other cities if we wanted?”

“You can go to school in Cognitum,” Everett told him.

Torrance snorted, his gaze on the dark shadows between the buildings. “They’re not letting someone like me in there.”

“Like you?” Everett couldn’t hide his surprise. “I’m a vampire. There’s no chance for me getting anywhere close to the city of knowledge. But if you’re smart, it seems like the type they’d want.”

Torrance shook his head. “You have a skewed picture of the world, even for a monster.” He softened the words with a small smile. “I guess it’s easy to get a sheltered view stuck in a house until dark.” He waved at the dim moonlight. “It’s creepy out here at this time of night.”

Everett shrugged. “It’s not bad.” He glanced at Torrance. “So why can’t you go to college?”

Torrance was quiet for a few steps. When he answered, he kept his voice level as if to avoid sounding bitter. “My mom’s a weeder. She works at the lowest level of the Groweries pulling weeds that were tough enough to stand the fallout. I’ll be a weeder next year when I turn eighteen, and Tricky will be, too. It’s just the way it is.”

His answer bothered Everett. “So you can’t choose to go to school?”

Torrance shook his head without looking at the vampire. “Who’s going to pay for it? Education isn’t free, and if you can’t afford it, you have no options whatsoever.”

“That doesn’t seem right,” Everett said quietly.

Torrance gave a humorless laugh. “Welcome to the Pentagrin, Rett.” He paused and gestured to a building on the right. “That’s home. Come on.”

Everett followed him to the skinny front door. The buildings nearly touched on either side. It felt as all of the apartments that lined the road had been built by cramming them into the smallest possible space. The feeling continued inside when they immediately reached a tiny hallway with four apartment doors. Torrance led the way up the small staircase, past four more apartments, then up more stairs. The sound of babies, music, people arguing, and laughter came from various apartments.

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