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

the hall and started searching for uncle Vincent

commotion from outside along with uncle Vincent's booming

of my

in

"Uncle Vincent!"

back in

the hell are you doing?" I snapped and

you with moving out." He said with a

in my hand in

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

did you do it for?" I groaned in annoyance and anger. "I

to be taken care of so I sent it for servicing. It will be back in two weeks. At least that is what the

when my eyes fell upon the second car that

leaning against a BMW with a laughing

am going to kill the both of you." I shouted and stomped inside

my plan of running

*****

inside

I stomped inside the

have become

me a Latte!" I snapped at uncle

not talking to him anymore. A girl still needed her coffee

at me but started

almost ready to bang his head against

went to sit by the

Vincent and Max had ruined all

any plan of where I was going to

hell I was putting their lives in

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