Pretty Faces and Dark Places

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    My eyes now wouldn’t leave Andrew’s as I tried to comprehend what he was saying. None of his words made any sense to me. I didn’t know what he meant by the term ‘New converter’ or how he expected me to react to the fact that I had been kidnapped, or whatever had happened to me. Still, I only nodded.
    “Angel, don’t nod to please me, I’m really sorry,” he tried again. I didn’t know how he knew that I’d only nodded so as not to get him angry with me again, but I really didn’t think much of it.
    “It’s okay,” I whispered.
    He then came even closer, brushing my feather bangs away from my face, then patted my cheek softly and smiled. “Go back to sleep now, Beautiful Maya. You’ll feel much better when you wake up.” And then he was gone.
    To be honest, I didn’t know if I liked being alone or liked his company more, because when he left – my heart ached . I was scared of him, to a point. But the thought of being left alone for who knows how long and the fact that I couldn’t move even if I wanted to was even scarier. And being completely naked underneath this thin blanket that was covering me didn’t make my discomfort any better, only added to it humiliation and embarrassment.
    I had no idea who would come inside if those doors opened again. I had no idea if someone did come inside, what they would do to me. I had no idea if I’d ever live to see the next day or get to see my grandmother again, and the thought only made my tears grow heavier.
    I guess by some point as I got lost in my thoughts of the things going on around me and the things that had happened to me and all of my worry and fears about Sophie and for her – I fell asleep. And the next thing I knew, I found myself in a great room with a floor made from glass and walls made from crystal. Everything was perfectly lit and all of the lights were amazingly shining. It was breathtaking.
    I walked with a grin decorating my face, loving the sweet scent of fresh air, and the cool breeze that ruffled my hair and my long white dress. My legs took me to a place that looked like a river, but it wasn’t normal water that I could see. This water sparkled as if it had glitter on it; it was such a sight to behold.
    I was so caught up with the magnificent view that I almost missed the woman who was sitting by the side of the river, playing with her hand in the sparkling water. I smiled as I found my legs taking me to her, not even thinking twice about the fact that the woman had beautiful white wings on her back.
    I got closer and closer to her, and when she looked at me, I found myself looking at an older version of myself, with her black hair and bright blue eyes.
    “Mom!” I gasped.
    “Oh, Maya!” my mother grinned in delight. “Come here, sweetie-pie, I’ve missed you.” She offered me her wide-open arms and I ran to her. I hugged her tightly and laughed loudly through my tears, tears that told of happiness and joy as my years of longing to see her beautiful face and feel her warm embrace consumed me.
    “Mom! I’ve missed you so much!” I told her when she pulled back the slightest to look at my face, her smile sending warmth down my heart.
    “I’ve missed you even more, my lovely girl,” she said. “But I’ve always watched over you.”
    “Oh!” I said, “Mom, where am I? Am I dead?”
    “No, sweetie, you were never meant to die,” she replied, confusing me even more than I was before asking the question.
    “What do you mean?” I asked with a frown.
    “You have a huge responsibility on your shoulders now, Maya. Humans needs you.”
     

 
    My mother’s words still rang in my ears even after I woke up. I had no idea what she’d meant by ‘Humans need me.’ Why didn’t she tell me that ‘My People’ needed me? Why did she sound like she was talking about a different race or species? What did she mean by saying I was never meant to die? Was I immortal? And what would that even make me if I wasn’t a

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