Haven

1. Escape.

"I have booked your flight ticket. Pez is going to meet you at the rendezvous spot the minute you get there." Beatrice says sadly, her voice still panicked as she rushed to help her brother gather up his things rather quickly. They had no time to screw around. Time was tickling rather ominously, as Henry himself felt the heavyweight rising in his chest. He knew if they took longer than he anticipated, Henry's plan would have foiled.

"Thank you Bea." Henry grabs his stuff in a panic, only bringing a very small bag over his shoulder, as there was no way he could take half the stuff he owned. There was just no time. We need to go now." They took each other's hands, heading out the back door of Bea's home and engulfing her in his arms. They stayed like that for a brief moment, hearing his burner phone buzzing in his pocket. "Take care of David for me please. I'll write to you when I'm safe."

Just as Henry was about to escape, he heard a loud banging on the front door down the hallway. "I love you Hen." Bea whispered, tears falling down her cheeks.

"I love you more Bea." Henry feels his own tears well up in his eyes, clutching onto his bag and escaping out the back, as he could hear the loud shouts from the person who haunted his every day life. As he ran for his life down the road, he flagged down the nearest taxi and gave directions to the rendezvous spot where Pez would be awaiting him there. It took a good fifteen minutes, as Henry tapped his fingers on top of his knees, feeling the fear rising inside of him. He hoped and prayed his sister would be okay, and that nobody would bother her while he was gone. Henry felt guilty. Guilty he caused his own loved ones to go through his own mess, and his own mistakes.

By the time he reached his destination, Pez had greeted him into another tight hug. His best friend since uni, who had always been by his side through everything, just like his sister. "Come on man, let's get you to the airport."

They drove in silence. Henry knew his best friend had a lot to say, but he stayed quiet. He knew deep down Pez was devastated beyond belief, and didn't want to see Henry go into hiding like this because of his trauma. "I told Bea I'd write to her when I was safe. I'll do the same for you, just under a different name." Henry told him.

"I just hate that this is happening." Was all Pez said, as his voice had cracked. Henry's heart continued to sink in his chest the whole way to Heathrow.

By the time they got there, they stepped out of the car Pez engulfed Henry into a hug and had no desire to let go. He had no idea when they would see each other again, but Henry had hoped so much that it wouldn't be forever. "You take care of yourself, and please write to us when you can. I love you Henry."

Henry almost burst into sobs. He fucking hated this. All of this was on him, but if this was going to keep him safe from danger, he had to do it. Putting the hoodie up over his head to hide his sandy blonde hair, he grabbed the fake glasses out of his bag and pushed them up over his face. "I love you so much Pez." With one more hug goodbye, Pez handed him his airplane ticket with a sad smile.

"I hope you like Texas." He explained, "It's huge and safe. He won't ever find you there." Pez explained, as Henry nodded. "I also have this for you, to help you start off."

Henry gasped at the wad of cash Pez pushed into his hand. "I cannot accept this, Pez."

"You can, and you will."

"Pez..." Henry's voice cracked again.

"None of that. I know you have some money with you as well, but this will help extra. You will take it, now go." He nudged him forward, sniffing very notchantly.

Knowing that it was time, he held his bag over his shoulder again and rushed inside the airport without another goodbye. Hurrying through the less crowded airport at 2am in the morning, he was so thankful there was a commercial flight to Texas this damn late in the night. Just as he was about to get through security, he heard shouting from at the end of the corridor, and seeing him arguing with a TSA agent. Henry's heart thudded inside his chest, cursing under his breath for this line to move faster. His plane would be boarding any minute, and he needed to get the fuck out of dodge.