Chapter 7

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Time slowly goes by, I have no idea how long I've been here. It could be hours or just a few minutes. In the meantime, I already relaxed against the wall. 

Suddenly, the door opens, and I see Aston. "Come on, let's go," he says. "This is the girls' bathroom. Get out!" I speak surprised. Aston leaves immediately, but I'm glad he's here. I stand up and follw him. "I need to go," I say. "Yes, yes. I know, "says Aston, irritated.

We walk out of the cafe through the back door. I stay close to Aston, knowing if Six is out there, the other could be too. I feel watched, but I shake off the feeling.

My mind is playing tricks on me. "I need to go to my parents house", I tell Aston."Why?"
"So I can sleep there." "What about our building?"
"Do you really think I am going to stay there? If I liked it there, I wouldn't have it sold to your mother!"I yell out but take a deep breath. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you. I am just stressed right now." Aston face softens, and we stop walking. "Me too," he murmurs.

We walk through the park, going to my house. Aston has his hands in his pockets as he sounders, dragging his feet over the stoned ground. He looks annoyed and irritated, and I don't know why, but I feel like I have to leave him alone.

I see the house in a distance but something isn't right. I see a police car standing in front of it, and I'm sure it isn't from Lucas. When I come closer, I also see crime tape. I stop, realizing what is happening. Aston looks at me confused before his face also comes to a realization. "Is that..."he softly whispers. I don't bother to answer his question. I run to the house. There is an agent writing things up in his sketch book. "Where are my parents?" I ask the chubby man.

His face is sad as he glances at me. "I'm sorry, kid," he says. "They're missing. We haven't found their bodies yet."
"What makes you so sure they are death?" Asks Aston. "There was blood all over the house. Someone has been killed in there." My eyes tear up. When the agent sees it, he lies a hand on my shoulder. "It will be okay. Do you need to go somewhere?"
I can't say anything for a moment. "I-I I'll be fine," my voice breaks as one of the tears escaped and rolls over my face.
"I need to be alone for a moment."

I walk away back to the park while I feel Aston and the agents eyes watching me go.

I look around. Families are playing with their dogs, and others are on dates.

Why can't I have such a life? A normal one? What did I do to deesve this?!

I could scream and cry and yell, but I hold in. I don't want to make a scene. When I find a spot where there aren't many people. I sit against a willow tree, and the hanging branches hide me from the others who stared at my watering eyes. I hug my knees and hide my face while the tears are flowing down like waterfalls.
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I lie in the grass, still under a willow tree. My eyes hurt so bad that I closed them. And soon I drift away, partly. I feel a hand stroking my hair, but I don't want to look up who it is. I don't want to know. But I can hear the person next to me take something i hear a cracking sound. Suddenly, there is a soft melodie sounding from a... music box.

I don't move and relax at his touch. Normally, I would push him away, but I can't. Not in the state I am in, now. After all, the killer next to me may not have helped me but never harmed. Not even when the bomb was set. He just stood there, in the shadows, and just like Hener, he ran away when Six burned.
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Hener walks into the cafe. But glares as he sees the hooded young man sitting by the counter. He walks up to him and takes a seat. "You joined her. Is that the way of winning her heart?" Asks the hooded man. Hener glares at him but doesn't reply. He holds up his mask. "You betrayed me for her?"he says again. "You would do to, six," he growls. "We'll see," he replies. "Mark my words..." hener turns to the hooded man. "I can't kill you, but you can't either," and with that, Hener walks away and goes searching for you.
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My eyes flutter open. I must have fallen asleep. I sit straight and look around. Jaimy is nowhere to be seen. It relieves me that he's gone. I stand up and look at the sky.

It's almost dark, I should go.

I look at the clock. Either Lucas is still working, or he's just done. I go to the police station. When I come in, I see a woman. "Can I speak with Lucas?"
"I'm sorry, sweetheart. He has just gone home, "she says. "Oh,  that's okay," I say. "Maybe he is still in the parking area if you're fast" "Thank you!"

I run to the parking lot and see from afar Lucas walking to his car. "Lucas, wait!" I yell as I run. Lucas looks up surprised but then smiles. "[Name], what are you doing here?"he asks. "Can you go to your parents?"

I stop, not really know what to say. "My parents are..." I can't finish my sentence. "I can't go to them," "What do you mean?"
I don't dare to look at him and just stare at the ground. "I don't want to talk about it, and I don't want to stay at the building," I say.
I would want to ask if I can stay with him, but that would be impolite of me.

"You can stay with me, if you want," Lucas suggests. "Thank you!" I hug him tight. Lucas embraces me back, a blush forming on his face.

"Let's go then."

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