Runaway

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|TWO|

I COULDN'T SLEEP. Too much has happened. It's hard to believe I'm finally free. And with her, the girl I've been kind of interested in for a while now, of all people. I sighed and went to stand up, but realized she was laying on my lap. Oh yeah, I forgot. Well, I wouldn't want to wake her...

I relaxed against the wall, moving a stray piece of her dark hair from her face, tucking it neatly behind her ear. Her face looked so... peaceful, for once. We had been taking turns keeping watch so we could each get sleep. It was her watch, but I told her I couldn't sleep and she should go ahead and get some rest.

She always had this ice-cold, deadly look on her face as if saying 'if you even attempt to talk to me I will murder you and your body will never be found'.

But one time, I had been walking home and saw her helping a lost child, carrying him on her shoulders and making jokes, trying to get him to laugh and stop crying. She bounced her step like you would when holding a kid. She seems so angry and rude when, really, it's all a front. She's actually a really kind-hearted and gentle person. And ever since that day, I'd notice her a lot more. In busy hallways or in a crowded lunchroom, even just in a classroom.

She never talked much, so she always kind of blended into the crowd. But every time I walked past her in the halls filled with people, my eyes automatically landed on her. It was odd. That's when I caught her planning to run away. It seemed like the perfect opportunity to get to know her, and it's not like I loved my life as it is- was, anyway.

She rolled over on my lap to where she was now facing up at me. She blinked the sleep from her eyes and stood up, stretching her arms.

"We should be arriving soon."

I stood up, too, and walked over to the door, opening it some more and looking out at the world flash by.

"Where exactly are we going?" I asked, skeptically. She just turned to me and smirked.

"Get your bag, our stop is up." I watched her as she walked over to the corner where her bag was resting. I pulled the strap of mine over my shoulder, looking at her and waiting. She walked over to the door, holding the edge and watching. I didn't know how long we had been here, but it felt like a long time. The sun was starting to set, so I know we must have been in here for a while now, but it's only stopped a few times.

Hunter leaned forward some, readjusting herself so that she was prepared and ready. But the train showed no signs of stopping anytime soon.

"Uh, Hunter?" I asked. She made a sound as if to say, hm?. "The train isn't slowing. I thought you said our stop was soon?"

"It is," She said simply, as if that explained everything. She sighed, "Our stop is up, the train's isn't. Honestly, you're such an idiot sometimes. We could be found if we stopped then."

I looked at her in disbelief. No one had ever called me an idiot before. I had perfect grades without studying much and was fairly popular among people. Not many would even try to say something like that to me. I wouldn't hurt them or anything- it's just that nobody talked bad about me. Before I could think more, she grabbed my hand and lept out of the train.

Midair, she let go of me and rolled on her side to soften her landing. I, on the other hand, screamed and flailed around, accidentally somersaulting down the grassy hill. Grass poked me and at some point I rolled onto my side, rolling down the hill faster and gaining speed. Hunter was still at the top, watching me roll down.

I finally stopped rolling, laying on the bottom of the hill, grass tickling my face. My head was spinning and I felt nauseous. The sun was lowering so I was faced with a beautiful array of blues to blacks of the sky. I heard a sigh and leaned my head back to see Hunter looking down at me.

"You," she said, picking up the bag that must've fallen off of me at some point, "are an idiot." I laughed and sat up, sitting with my legs crossed, and smiled at her.

"And you're covered in grass. Why didn't you just brace for impact and roll to the side?" she sighed loudly and motioned with her hand, "Up. Come on, we don't have all night. We need to get moving."

I stood up and she shoved my bag back into my arms. Swinging the bag around my back, I jogged and caught up with her who, of course, didn't wait for me. After a few minutes, she broke the silence,

"We should probably find somewhere to stop. Traveling at night isn't the best idea on foot." I nodded and we continued walking.


My feet and legs were aching from the long walk that seemed to be endless when finally she pulled me aside and we sat down, resting. I opened my mouth to speak but she clasped her hand over my mouth to shut me up.

"Shh," she whispered. "There's someone there." I frowned and looked around.

"I don't see any-" I stopped when I heard a loud voice. He sounded as if he was singing extremely loudly, his words sluggish.

"Ay! I need to take a piss," the man slurred. Another man rolled his eyes at him and sighed.

"Fine, don't take too long. God Al, you're so drunk. You should've stopped drinking when I told you to before," he shook his head at him. The man from before, Al, walked over to the area on the other side of the small road. On the left side of the road was a lush green forest, the side Al was walking to. On the right side of the road were fewer trees and, well, us.

The sound of a faint trickle was heard, and we both gagged. I tried to scoot back in order to be more hidden but accidentally stepped on a flimsy branch. A small snap was heard and we froze. Hunter shot me a death glare, but the other man didn't seem to notice. Al came back and was leaning heavily on the other man who was currently trying to guide him back to their car. Once she presumed they were out of earshot, Hunter slapped my arm.

"What were you thinking?! We could have been caught!" she hissed.

"I was trying to move back so they couldn't see me! In case you didn't see, if they turned and looked this way, I'm not hidden nearly enough!" I whispered. She glared at me and I held eye contact. She was about to whisper-yell something else at me when we heard,

"Hey Pete, did you hear something?" Al slurred, drunkenly. I stepped towards her and out of their line of sight, putting a hand on her mouth to keep her from saying anything to me.

"Nah, it's probably just some animal or something. C'mon, get in the car. John is gonna be pissed off enough when you get there, don't wanna be late and make him even angrier, do you?" They both got in the car and the headlights lit up the road as their engine started. I dropped my hand from her and sighed in relief.

"That was close," I said. I looked at her and realized just how close we were standing. I had taken a step towards her so they wouldn't see me, so now we were incredibly close. I also then realized how short she was. The top of her head came to my mouth, short enough that if I tried I could probably rest my chin on her head.

"What're you laughing about?" She said with an annoyed tone.

I took a step back, feeling heat rise to my cheeks, but I turned my head, hoping she wouldn't notice.

"Nothing. Erm, we should probably get going now, right?" I asked. She nodded and we moved from our spot, continuing down the side of the road.

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