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.

bid him good bye. It was almost ten o'clock

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

outside along with uncle Vincent's

of my suitcase and started dragging it

reached the door, the scene in front

"Uncle Vincent!"

back in

you doing?" I snapped and left the suitcase on the doorway,

you with moving out." He

in my

car in front of my eyes. It had already left, and I could now barely see the back

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

suddenly boomed and that is when my eyes fell

BMW with

kill the both of you." I

of running away from this

*****

inside the coffee

inside the coffee

seemed to have become an

Latte!" I

him anymore. A girl still needed her coffee of

but started to

good choice. Otherwise, I was almost

sit by the

Max had ruined all my

not actually have any plan of where I was going to go. I still needed

no way in hell I

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