Motion(Laws of Physics #1)(72)

Her eyes were wide and she was mouthing something. I frowned, not understanding.

She huffed and then pressed her index finger to her lips, tilting her head to my right, her left while shifting her eyes meaningfully. Clearly, she was indicating to something on my right, so I glanced that way.

Abram. Asleep.

Oh. Oh yeah!

Understanding at once that she wanted me to be quiet so as not to wake my sleepy, messy Adonis, I nodded faintly, lifting the hand that rested on his stomach to gesture that I was getting up. This seemed to immediately relieve whatever anxiety she was feeling, because the crazy quality behind her stare ease and she nodded.

Rubbing my eyes, I scooched to the end of the couch as unobtrusively as possible, making careful movements so as not to disturb Abram. I met Gabby just outside the entrance to the theater, where—again—she pressed her index finger to her lips and waved me forward toward the hallway that led to the stairs.

Fuzzy headed, I followed, up the stairs, past the kitchen landing. It wasn’t until the second flight that I spoke, asking and thinking at the same time, “How did you get in?”

Gabby glanced at me briefly over her shoulder. “Lisa has her keys.”

I stopped.

Every cell, every atom, electron, neutron, positron, and quark within me stopped.

Time might also have stopped. The ability to see and hear certainly stopped, my brain and heart and body all aligning to become a void of absolute nothingness, which was accompanied by the strangest thought.

I no longer exist.