Read Gone (Parallel Trilogy, Book 1) Online
Authors: Christine Kersey
Tags: #alternate reality, #dystopian, #suspense, #parallel universe, #YA dystopian
“Not a good idea to try to run,” Dimples growled in my ear.
I couldn’t respond since all the air had left my lungs. Desperately trying to drag oxygen into my lungs, I thrashed around, but it was impossible with his weight on top of me. I felt him move and a moment later an excruciating jolt of electricity blew threw me,
At that moment I wanted to die. I thought I
was
dying. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t move. I had no idea where I was or what was going to happen to me. If I’d been able to draw any breath into my lungs I would have sobbed.
The Enforcer finally rolled off of me and I felt air beginning to fill my starved lungs. I gasped, frantic to be able to breathe normally.
“You’re just making things harder than they have to be,” he said as though he was repeating a line he had used many times before.
Ignoring him, I focused on my body, knowing that feeling would come back again soon—at least it had in the car earlier.
“What took you so long, Hansen?” Dimples said to his partner.
I heard the other Enforcer swearing loudly, his expletives focused on me. Though I was happy I’d hurt him, I was worried about what he might do to me in return.
“Calm down,” Dimples said. “You’ll be fine. Besides, it’s your own fault for giving her an opening. How many times have I told you to never take your eyes off the prisoner?”
There it was again—me being called a prisoner. I was still having a hard time wrapping my mind around the idea.
“I thought she was unconscious,” Hansen said.
“Well, you thought wrong.”
I could feel them both staring at me, though my back was to them. Completely helpless, I tried to brace myself to be kicked or beaten or something to get me back for kneeing Hansen in his groin, but nothing happened.
“Are we gonna drag her in?” Hansen asked.
“Nah. She’s going to cooperate.” Dimples walked around so he could see my face. “Aren’t you?”
My eyes moved upward to meet his gaze, but I didn’t respond, too frightened to speak. Feeling was beginning to return to my limbs so I knew I’d be forced to get up and walk soon.
Maybe I should just do what they say, I thought. Maybe I
am
making this worse than it needs to be.
Wiggling my fingers, I tested my ability to move.
Dimples glanced at his watch. “You should be coming out of it now, Morgan.”
I didn’t like him using my name—as if he was a friend of mine or something. The idea repulsed me.
“Grab her arm, Hansen.”
They each grabbed one of my upper arms and hoisted me to my feet. My legs felt heavy and I found it difficult to take a step, like trying to walk in a pool.
“Let’s go,” Dimples said, pulling me forward.
They both gripped my arms, making it impossible for me to get away. My cheek throbbed and I could taste blood. My mouth felt fat and swollen and my tongue hurt where I’d bit it, but there was nothing I could do about it.
As we walked, I regained full feeling in my legs, which was a relief. A short time later we reached a door and the pair of Enforcers led me through it.
My chest tightened as we crossed the threshold and I knew, deep within my gut, that my life would never be the same.
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The second book in the Parallel Trilogy,
Imprisoned
,
is now available.
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Also by Christine Kersey
He Loves Me Not (Lily’s Story, Book 1)
Don’t Look Back (Lily’s Story, Book 2)
Imprisoned (Parallel Trilogy, Book 2)
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
Copyright © 2013 by Christine Kersey
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