On The Other Side

Chapter 2 - Tangled Fates

GEORGE
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It's been about an hour since we jumped out the window of the recovery group. Now, we're strolling through a neighborhood filled with wealthy mansions and extravagant houses. Parked on the driveways are sleek Mercedes, a display of luxury that stands in stark contrast to our own reality.

As we wander through the prosperous neighborhood, a sense of awe envelops me, realizing that I've never been to this side of the city before. The mansions stand like majestic fortresses, showcasing a world of quantity and wealth that I've only glimpsed from afar.

"Where are we going?" I ask, my eyes fixed on Clay, who seems lost in his own thoughts.

His eyes meet mine, and he shrugs in response to my question. "I was thinking we go to my house, get a car, some money, and then we're off," he explains, the idea taking shape in his mind. Despite the temptation of a plan that promises freedom and escape, a pang of unease washes over me.

"Are your parents home?" I ask, feeling worried about the idea of going to his house and taking a car and money.

"Nah, they're on a business trip."

I nod, my gaze shifting downward as I fight with my thoughts. Doubts creep in as I consider whether leaving was the right decision. My phone keeps buzzing with messages, a constant reminder of the life I left behind.

Despite my dislike for that place, a nagging feeling gnaws at me, questioning whether I made the right choice. Uncertainty clouds my mind as I contemplate the importance of our escape and wonder if it's too late to turn back.

My thoughts are interrupted as Clay abruptly takes a turn to his right. Confused, I glance at him, seeking an explanation.

"What?" he questions, turning back to look at me. "That's my house," he reveals, his words sinking in.

I stare at the stunning house, completely captivated by its beauty. It's like a grand mansion, with tall walls and large, elegant windows that let the sunlight in. The architecture is impressive, and I can't help but admire the luxurious feel it exudes. As conflicting emotions swirl inside me, the allure of this unfamiliar world tugs at my curiosity, despite the uncertainties that loom ahead.

For a moment, I forgot that he's rich. "Right," I murmur and then follow him inside the big house.

As we step inside, my eyes widen in amazement at the pristine interior. I'm starstruck by the elegance that surrounds me. The floor plan is remarkably modern and open, exuding a sense of spaciousness and luxury. My gaze naturally drifts to the living room, which is visible from the entryway, and it's like stepping into a dream. The furniture and decor are a sight to admire, and I find myself momentarily lost in awe.

I follow Clay to the living room. My curiosity intensifies when he reaches for a painting above the fireplace and carefully removes it, unveiling a hidden safe beneath.

My heart races, realizing that there's more to this house than meets the eye. The discovery of the concealed safe adds an air of mystery, making me wonder what secrets might be hidden within. As I watch him, a mix of emotions swirl inside me.

As he expertly types in the code, the safe's door swings open, revealing its insides. "C'mere," he beckons, and I slowly make my way over to him, my heart pounding with curiosity.

As I peer into the safe, my eyes widen in astonishment at the sight before me. Stacks of money are neatly arranged, glittering in the dim light, alongside a dazzling golden watch and a bracelet. He freezes for a moment, seemingly surprised by what he has found. Clay's hands reach inside, drawn to the inviting gleam of the golden watch.