Chapter 17

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I wake up to see the sunny bright morning. It feels good to have a good nights sleep without having to think about someone trying to kill us every five seconds.

I get up out of my bed and tripped. "Ow! What the hell!" I scream. I fell on Cohen. I look on the other side of my bed to see Leo. "What the hell are you doing!"

"We had a sleepover, Iz." Tired Leo mumbles.

I give Cohen his hearing aids that was laying on my nightstand.

I don't know if I mentioned this, but Cohen has a cochlear implant. He got the surgery done when he was two. It doesn't help him hear crystal clear, but he can hear us speak. He still also has to wear this hearing aid the connects to the metal thing that's in his skull.

"I'm not asking why you guys are here. I'm wondering why I'm tripping over you guys at nine am!" I exaggerated a little bit.

"Wait, what time is it?" Leo asks panicked.

"9:09." I say.

"Shit. I'm late." Leo gasps. He springs up as Cohen and I sit on my bed, watching him run around trying to get ready.

"Iz, can I borrow your car?"

"Yeah, sure. When are you going to inherit the car your parents left?" I questioned. It might sound rude, but I was asking a general question.

"In a few months when I turn sixteen. I have to get my license first." He responds. He gives me a hug and dabs Cohen up before leaving.

"So, are we not helping out at the school today?" Cohen questions with his eyes half shut.

"We are. We just have to walk I guess."

"Oh. Great."

"Go brush your teeth." I laugh. "I can smell your breath from here."

Cohen pushes me off the bed with a smile before walking away to go brush his teeth.

"Asshole." I mumbled.

"I heard that!" He screams from the other room.
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Cohen and I are finally done getting dressed. We open the door to head out until I see it's dark? I see a figure in the distance. I start to walk towards it.

It's a women. She kind of look like-

"Quinn?"

The frail women stands in front of me. Dry blood covered every inch of her. Her clothes and face had dirt on it. Fresh blood oozing through her wounds.

"You didn't save me. Why didn't you save me?"

I feel the tears pierce my eyes. "I tried to. I did. I was too late. I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry." I sobbed.

"You killed me."

"No, I didn't. Please don't say that. Please, please, don't say that. I- I- I tried to find you. I did find you. I was too late. I'm sorry." I dropped to the floor sobbing.
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"Izzy? Izzy!" Cohen snaps me out of whatever that was.

I look around to see I'm sitting by our front door. My face damp from crying. My eyes aching.

"Are you okay? What happened?" Cohen stammered.

"I saw her." I whispered.

"Who?"

"Quinn." I look at Cohen emotionlessly. His mouth dropped as I mentioned her name for the first time in two years.
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