Toby POV
Weeks later
Bea and I are watching TV together when we get an email from the organization. Bea and I both look at each other as she gets off my lap and goes to check on her lap.
"What's it about?" I ask.
"We need to leave. NOW" she says.
"Why?"
"Marcus knows that we're living here. They want us to pack all the things that we want to keep." She says
With that Bea and I both race to our room and take everything we need and want to keep. I take most of my clothes and take all my things that remind me of Bea. Speaking of Bea, I wonder if she's done. I am about to walk into her room when there is a knock on the door. I walk to the room upstairs that lets me see the front yard and see Marcus banging on the door. I race back to my room and grab my suitcases. I run quietly into Bea's room and say;
"He's here. We have to leave through the back door that leads us to the field where our helicopter is. "
She gets up and we both run to the backdoor. As soon as we start walking we hear the front door bust open.
"Run!" I whisper shout and we run to the field where the helicopter is and we jump in.
"Marcus is inside the house now we need to leave. Now" Bea says.
With that, we lift off and the helicopter takes us to the nearest airport.
It seems like Bea and I are the only ones that understands what we are going through. That's why we love each other more than ever. Friends. Best friends. Lovers.
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