The Next Day

My things were packed. I was standing near my suitcase, wondering where I should go next.

I had planned on staying with Vincent for at least fifteen days before finding my new destination.

But it had barely been a week and I was having to run away once again.

I could not stay with Vincent any longer. Not when the wrong kind of people had found me so soon. They had not attacked Uncle Vincent's home yet so I was guessing they had not yet found out about my whereabouts except for the city I am in.

I could not put Vincent's life in danger because of me. I could not see him, or Ocean Eyes, or anybody else close to Uncle Vincent getting hurt because of me.

'Cause I had seen what these people can do. I had seen the tragedies with my own eyes.

How could I let it happen to Uncle Vincent just to save my own life?

So that was it. I have to leave. Pronto!

I picked up my bag and started pulling the suitcase outside.

The strange thing was, when I had told uncle Vincent about my departure, he had not said anything.

He had neither accepted nor refused to let me leave. He had just walked away from me while dialling a number on his phone.

It made me sad.

Did I not matter to him? Did my stay with him had been so bad for him?

He had not even talked to me after that.

Probably I had been a burden on him.

I wanted to bid him good bye. It was almost ten o'clock in the morning now. I needed

the hall and started searching for uncle Vincent in the house but he was nowhere to be

I heard a commotion from outside along with uncle

handle of my suitcase and started dragging it

the door, the scene in front of my

"Uncle Vincent!"

back in his

and

He

my forehead in my hand in

dragging away my car in front of my eyes. It had already left, and

you do it for?" I groaned in annoyance and anger. "I needed to leave

from North Carolina in this car." Uncle Vincent said innocently, "it needed to be taken care of so

that is when my eyes fell upon

leaning against a BMW with a

kill the both of you." I

goes my plan of

*****

inside

I stomped inside the coffee

to have become an

I snapped

I was not talking to him anymore. A girl still needed

but started to

choice. Otherwise, I was almost ready to

went to sit by

and Max had ruined all my plans for running away

was going to go.

was no way in hell I

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