In other news, I'm almost at 200 followers! I feel a giveaway coming on....
Now onto the purpose of today's post, which is to participate in the fabulous blog hop hosted by none other than Lilly McFerrin (super cool chick and awesome critiquer). The theme is Forbidden Love and there are prizes involoved including a free query critique to any and all who enter. So get on it!
Without further ado, here's my story:
Rena Lowrey stood on the edge of her world. The train rickited by not ten feet in front of her, stinging her face and causing her brown hair to fly into her nose and stick to her lips. The horn blared as the last car passed, pushing her backwards with the force.
Chase Graten stood on the other side, that devastating half smile crossing his lips. His skin was dark with the sun and his shirt frayed at the edges. Proof of just how far apart his world was from hers.
He crossed the tracks, sweeping Rena into his arms and spinning her around.
Rena sighed into his shoulder. "How long do you think we have?"
"A minute, two if we're lucky."
He set her on the ground and took her hand. "Ready to run?"
"Do you think they'll catch us?"
"Most likely, The Watchers won't let us get far."
Rena nodded. She knew how dangerous it was to love someone on the other side of the tracks. It meant giving up her life of safety and privilege for the life of a fugitive. She pulled at his hand and their legs started to move.
It ended before it began.
A huge winged creature swooped down from the sky, scooping them up in his leathery arms. Rena squirmed and kicked, but soon they were too high off the ground.
Chase found her arm. "I will always love you, this doesn't change anything."
She wanted to tell him that she loved him too, but the wind caught in her throat and the words wouldn't come.
The Watcher dropped them into pile of sand and Rena had to claw her way out, coughing in sputtering.
Chase was by her side in a moment making sure she was okay.
“We’re alive,” she said. But she didn’t know how long it would last. No one ever survived when The Watchers came for them.