Escape to Cali

Chapter 4

I bit my bottom lip to keep it from trembling. Why have I been crying so much? I feel like a little kid. I hate crying. I wanted to cry. Just as I was thinking about crying I felt a tear run down my check.

“I’m so sorry.” I said to Khan through tears.

“Why are you apologizing?” He asked. I just now realized we were in a parking lot. Khan reach over and wiped away my tears. “You are really pretty when you cry.” He told me. I smiled.

“Well thank you. You always seem to be seeing me at my worst. Why do you hang around?” I asked. He opened his door and got out. I followed and ran around to the other side of the car. He grabbed my hand and wiped away all the tears.

“Because. My older sister had the same kind of problem. She only ran away from her problems. She was driving to another state after she had a fight with her ex-boyfriend. She got into a car accident and died. She had a kid, Chelsea. I was an uncle. She died with my sister. I saw you getting upset and all your friends just sitting there. I knew that you push people away when you get mad. I think you are the prettiest girl I have ever seen. I have thought that since you opened the door. I don’t want to see you get hurt.” He said looking at me. He then growled at something or maybe it was a someone. Then pulled me to the paint area.

“What color do you want you room to be?” He asked. I thought about it for a little bit. Then it hit me. I want it to look like it does back home.

“I need white, turquoise, and orange.” I said with a smile. He just looked at me confused.

“Isn’t your room already white?” He asked.

“Yeah! I want it a bright white. My white is an ugly off-white.” I said. I got the colors I wanted. Then went to find the wave tape. I found some circle wall stickers. I thought instead of painting my trim orange I could do orange dots. I paid you my paint. Then Khan took me home. He ran over to his house to change into some grubby clothes. I did the same as he was gone.

I then move everything in the middle of my room. By the time I got the plastic laid down Khan can up to help me. We put the white on, then went down stairs. A hour later it was time for the next coat. This time I put on some music. I started dancing and singing. Khan was laughing the whole time. I pretended to bump into him and painted his arm. From that moment on we were painting each other, the walls, and laughing like crazy.

We were still painting when Kayla and Jordan came into my room. They took in the sight of us laughing and covered in paint. The first thing I do is blame Khan.

“He started it.” I said. Then felt really guilty.

“I did not. Why would you blame me? That’s not even right. You know you started it.” Khan said really mad. I slipped to the floor and put my face into my hands. Jaggar, Eva, Katara, and Isabella came up to see what was going on. I just kept apologizing.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to have fun. Please don’t hurt me.” I just kept singing it over and over.

“Chelsea? Why are you saying sorry? What is so wrong with having fun?” Khan asked really concerned. I could barely hear him say it. I kept hear the same voice over and over again.

“You not allowed to have fun. The only way you can have fun is with me. You are not pretty enough. You are too fat. I don’t even know why I spent so much time stocking you. I should just give you back to your parents and turn myself in. I should really stop with this kidnapping stuff. They all turn out to be stupid and don’t follow my rules.” The voice kept playing. It was like a tape.

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Hey guys, I want to say thank you for reading. I don't think I'm going to update untell next weekend. I start track this week so I will be very busy. I hope yuo like it.