Madeline Curtis, a runaway from small town in Washington, finds herself in the streets of Hollywood looking for a place to stay when she encounters a strange hooded man. In less than a second poor Madeline's entire life was flipped upside down and s...
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twelve
'Bonus points since it's my favorite.'
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It's been two weeks. It's Halloween morning and everyone in the house seems excited except for me. The only thing that hasn't changed is how energetic the girls are.
I crawled out of Oliver's bed, something that had become a habit ever since he'd left, and walked into the bathroom. I glanced at my bedroom doorway but returned to my reflection without another thought. My bedroom felt empty, well, both felt empty whether or not I was inside of it.
Immense guilt had swallowed me whole these past two weeks. Oliver was nowhere to be found and nobody could do anything about it, 'if he doesn't want to be found, he won't.' Julie had told me one night.
I pulled back my hair and crouched over the sink to start brushing my teeth.
If I would've known I was still alive in some way, I would've been a lot more careful around them all. If I knew Oliver wasn't on his diet, I would've been the motivation he needed.
It was hard sleeping in his room. I could still smell the hospital blood bags in his nightstand drawers when I slept, causing nightmares about the night of the gala.
I spit out the paste from my mouth and wiped the excess from my mouth. I pulled my hair down from the ponytail and turned on the straightener, walking into my room for an outfit. I grabbed a white hoodie and jean shorts before entering the bathroom, beginning to straighten my hair and curl the ends inward.
"Good morning!" Bones barked from the other side of the door as I pulled the sweater over my head and grabbed Oliver's sunglasses, pulling them onto my face.
"Morning," I responded blandly as I made my way down the hallway, Bones trotting behind me. "You coming with me?"
"I don't got nothing else to do today," He did his best to shrug before I bent down to hold him at my hip. I grabbed the keys from in front of the door and without a word, left.
The Gage's had bought me my own car last week, a '66 mustang in ivy green. Other than Bones, it was my baby.
I opened the passenger door and allowed Bones to jump from my hands onto the seat. We hadn't talked much in the last few weeks, mostly because I had nothing important to say, but we still kept each other company.
I rounded the car, sitting in the drivers seat and reaching over to pickle him up nicely. "Music?" I asked as my hand hovered over the radio.
He nodded in response, "Where are we going?"
I drove down the small hill of a driveway and stopped in front of the iron gates, "I have an audition," I waved to the security guard as I drove through and out into the street. "It was supposed to be with Oliver so I'm not sure how they're going to have me do it without him."
