The day turned into night and the place was all lit up. It was beautiful to look at. Vincent was in a mood for a while, but soon he let it go and went back to enjoying himself. We decided on doing some more rides. Most of the time it's me and Anna on the ride together, but as we stood in line for the ex-large Farris wheel. When Drake took a seat Anna rushed by us and jumped on it with him. Leaving Vincent and me to ride it together. I gave Anna a look and rolled my eyes. She just smiled and winked at me. The next chair came and Vincent helped me to sit down. The guy locked us in and off we went. We stayed quiet for a moment. I was looking at the carnival and enjoying the lights. "I'm not such a bad guy Page." I heard Vincent say beside me. I looked over at him. He was smiling at me.
"I don't think your a bad guy Vincent, but I know you don't trust me and I understand," I said. I heard him take a deep breath.
"I don't trust a lot of people Page." He said.
"Yeah, but with me. I understand." I said.
"Why are you here?" He asked me. I looked at him again.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Well my father told me everything and he set you free. Why are you still here?" He asked me.
"I don't know for sure, but I have never really belonged anywhere. I always felt like I was just a temporary thing in everyone's lives. I feel like I belong here. I don't understand it, but I don't want it to go away." I said looking out at the night sky. "I thought that I had found my home with Spencer. I thought he loved me, but I guess I was just fooling myself." I said.
"Spencer Allan is a dirty son of a bitch," Vincent said. "You're better off without him. Besides Page, you belong here." He said. I took a deep breath because even though I didn't trust his words. It still felt good to hear. I just smiled at him. "Do you still love him?" He asked me.
"Spencer is the only man I have ever loved. He is the one person who showed me a whole different world. Or so I thought. I haven't really thought about him much lately, but he is still there and pops in and out every once in a while. As far as if I still love him or not. I don't know." I said trying to be as honest as I could. "I will forever be plagued with why he gave up on me," I said.
"You don't have anyone you trust?" He asked.
"I have or had a really close friend named Brandy, but people move on and change. She has her life and we just kind of stopped talking, but I do have a group of friends that I very much love, who I'm sure are very worried about me. I wish I could let them know that I'm okay." I said. He looked at me for a moment.
"How much do you trust them?" He asked me.
"A lot," I said. He then moved around a moment and pulled out a cell phone. He then handed it over to me.
"This is a burner phone. It can't be traced. Call them." He said. My eyes went big.
"Are you serious?" I said. He nodded at me. I took the phone from him and just looked at it. It had been so long since I had spoken to any of them. I knew all their numbers by heart, but who do I call? I said to myself. I dialed Abby's number.
"Abby, is that you?" I said.
"Page!" I heard her yell into the phone.
"Yes, it's me," I said.
"Oh my god Page. Where are you? Are you okay? We have been looking for you." She said and I smiled. "We know you are in Russia. Were here too." She said and I felt the fear inside of me.
"Listen to me Abby. I'm not here against my will. I'm here because I choose to stay." I said.
"I don't understand Page. Are they making you say this?" She asked.
"No Abby, please trust me. I'm okay and I'm happy right now. I can't go into many details, but I need you to stop looking for me. When I get back to New York. I will see you all and you will see I'm okay." I said. The other end of the line got quiet. "Abby are you still there?" I said.
"Page?" I heard Aiden's voice.
"Aiden?" I said.
"Yes, baby it's me. Please tell me where you are so I can come to get you." He said. I took a deep breath and felt his words in my heart.
"Aiden you can't. I'm okay." I said. "Trust me when I say that I'm where I want to be right now. When I return to New York I promise I'll explain everything, but I need you to head back home and not worry about me." I said. "I love you all but I got to go now," I said and I hung up the phone. I felt the tears sting my eyes as I handed the phone back to Vincent.
"I'm sorry Page." He said to me.
"It's not your fault Vincent," and I felt his arms go around me. I leaned into his chest and let him hold me for a moment.
"What did they say? Do you think they believe you?" He asked me.
"Would you if you were in their position?" I asked him. He just sort of smiled at me. "They are here in Russia," I said.
"Wow, they must really care for you." He said. "Wait, how do they even know you're here?" He asked me as he pushed me back to look at me. I didn't even think of that.
"I have no idea," I said. His whole face changed as he hollered out to the guy to let us off the ride. After the four of us got off the ride we headed home. Vincent was quiet. "Hey, are you okay?" I asked him. He looked at me.
"I don't know yet, but if your friends followed you out here. We could have a problem." He said.
"I promise you, Vincent, they are harmless," I said.
"Yeah, well we will see." He said. When we got back to the house Vincent disappeared. I started to get worried, but I didn't really know what to do about it. All I could do was hope that Abby and Aiden listened to my words and head back home. I sat on the couch trying to figure this all out. That's when Richard came out and found me.
"I need to know if your friends are going to be a problem?" He said to me. I took a deep breath.
"I don't know," I said.
"Page this is serious." He said in a heated voice. Then Vincent came to his side.
"Father, don't be upset with her." He said. "I gave her the phone to call them." He said.
"Vincent, are you fucking stupid? Do you want to go back to prison?" Richard yelled at him. I just looked at both of them.
"Maybe if I could see them I could explain better," I said. Richard shot me a look.
"No!" He said. "No one is coming near us. We are leaving for the safe house tonight." Richard Hollard and started to leave the room. I looked over at Vincent. He just shook his head.
"I really don't think they are going to be a problem," I said.
"But you don't know that for sure Page. You said we felt like home to you. Do you want to take that chance on us?" He asked me. I took a deep breath.
"No, I don't," I said. "This is all my fault." I said and I started to cry. Vincent pulled me into his arms.
"Don't cry, we will be okay. Go to your room and pack your things up and hurry. We will be out of here fast." He said and I just nodded at him and went to my room.