"Catch me if you can"
Matilda Colombo had been running her entire life, until it all came to a crashing ending. Being caught was not her thing, and everyone knew it, or so they thought that they did. Living in the unsafe outskirts of Los Angeles, w...
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| Matilda Colombo |
Slinging my bag over my shoulder, I grabbed something out of the limited options in the pantry, before I was walking out the front door, being met with Hudson already waiting with his little brother and Caleb's little sister, while Caleb was stalking up and down the driveway between Audrey and I's house, anger stewing from his figure.
"What's up with him?" I jabbed a finger over my shoulder, looking up at Hudson when I bent down to brush out Nina's hair before I gave both of them a hug, as they nearly chocked me with their little arms being wrapped around my neck. "Hey to you to T" was the response I was given, with a light chuckle from Hudson. Manners was not something that I was accustomed to whenever I was around my friends.
"Apparently those rich fuckers from last night have been hanging around here, clearly looking for something that they aren't going to get" Hudson explained, with his attention far off in the distance when I finally stood back up. Right as he had said that, a black car, similar to the one from last night, tore down the street, causing the littles to grab onto either Hudson or mine's legs.
What are the chances, that right as the mention of those people from last night, that Audrey had wanted to 'punch in the nicest way possible' were still hanging around in our area. First, they had driven past both Audrey and I's work, and now they were hanging around our houses. I wasn't liking this one bit, but there was nothing I could do about it.
And, this for sure wasn't the first time that this had happened to me, and I now knew that this wouldn't be the last time that it would ever happen. For some reason, I had always been stalked. There was just something about me, that made people want to stalk me and the people that I have started to call my family.
"Okay, lets get going" Caleb was quick to stalk over to us, grabbing his little sisters hand as him and Hudson started the trek to school, while Audrey and I just looked at each other, before shrugging. Something was about to happen, and I had no idea when or where, but there was just this feeling, deep in my gut, that there was more to just being stalked by these people.
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Walking through the local markets after school, was nothing out of the ordinary. I had a list in my hand, that looked like I had been set by my mother, to not be specific but that was how people thought these days, to get the groceries. The said groceries were never paid for, because who was going to check? If anything, I always just pulled off the 'I'm so hungry' card, and 9 times out of 10, it would work.
So, as I picked up some food for tonight's dinner, which was going to be another one of my favorite pasta dishes, that I had found in my mothers old Italian cookbook. I had never questioned why she had had it, as we had never bonded over that stuff. It had a signature on it, and she had said it was a engagement or wedding gift, whichever one I could never remember for the life of me, but that was fine with me.
