"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 |
An innocent run away from the people that were calling themselves my brothers, led to sitting in the diner for the day, as we had finally gotten a day where we could just sit and chat, before we were running down to a house party, where for once, not a single complaint left my lips about going to a party, dressed in some of the clothes that I had left at the old house, not wanting to take them with me at the time, but now I had to keep them.
It wasn't hard to notice that my so called brothers, were still following me, no matter what. The younger ones, at least, had followed us to the diner and were now, also at the party. I knew it would be harder than just running out on them, but it was simpler than just standing there, and them wanting me to bow down to them and just get in their car like it was normal. I know none of that had been said, but it was clearly implied that I was just expected to do as they said, when all my life, I had been my own controller of the life that I lived.
"Why won't they just fuck off? They said what they wanted to, and you took it how you wanted to. They need to fucking grow up" Caleb muttered with utter disgust, as one of them tried to walk closer, but I was just pushed further into the dance circle, where they would have to fight. Plus, they were still on my territory, because I knew these people, I knew this house, I knew this goddamn town better than they did, so they were on my terms, whether they liked it or not, they would have to suck it up and stick it out if they were really who they said they were.
I was not an easy person, and I had been told that since day one. Teachers had said it, even some of my own old friends had said it, and I was used to that. I knew that was who I was, and that was just how my life was. You can't control me, because no one ever tried from the beginning. I am the only person that can control me, and that is it.
"I told them to fuck off, to start with, and look where that got us" for once, I laughed at the predicament I was in with these people. They could say and do what they wanted, for as long as they let me do what I wanted to say and do. Until then, they could just hang around, but that didn't mean they could just walk up and try to have a conversation with me.
"Hey Matilda" someone said, and I groaned and rolled my eyes at the boy that was actually not the worst of them, in my opinion. He was actually somewhat bearable, but I would never say that. He had been at the last party, and his friend had thought that I was good looking, but I had denied him my number and anything to do with him, because he was dealing with the rich bitches, at the time. The same bitches that said that they were my brothers.
"Hunter" I blandly spoke back, not wanting to deal with them anymore than I was sure that they wanted to deal with me. I was so done with this whole fake family story they were trying to tell me that they were. If they were my family, then they should have told me earlier in the stalking stage, cause I may have believed them then, but not now. Not now, not ever.
