The Regection of Kellita Morris

He Can't Know

"Who?" He asked worried.
"No one" I said quickly "Just drop me off at home"
"No I can't do that, they might follow us there"
I sighed "Then where are we going?" I looked at him
"I have to pick up my car from the shop and then return this car"
I look away from him and looked straight ahead, as we stopped at a red light "Thank you" I said quickly, when I noticed I didn't say it.
I felt him look at me "No problem" he looked back at the road and drove to the shop.

Chris got his car back, and we drove back to our apartments. I got out the car and walked up stairs to my door and I sat down by the door. Chris stopped in front of me.
"Why don't you go inside?"
"He's not home"
"Do you know when he will?"
"Probably not 'till late, I'm alright, you can go"
"Its cold out here, come inside"
"Its ok, I like the cold" I looked at the little piles of snow on the grass. He opened the door, and looked at me, I didn't look at him.
"You will die if you stay out here"
I shrugged "Fine by me" I smiled a fake smile and looked at him. He chuckled and walked inside.
"If you get cold then knock on my door" he said before closing the door.
I leaned my head on the door, and drifted asleep.

"Kellita... KELLITA!!" someone whispered in my ear, I jumped and was almost punched him in the face but I stopped myself when I saw who it was. Chris. "Come on" he helped me up and held my hand. He pulled me into his apartment. "Its 4 am" he let go off my hand and looked at my face, I kept my eyes closed.
"Mhm" I nodded
"And your freezing, look at you your shaking" he pulled me to the couch and I sat down. "I'll make you something warm to drink. I sat back on the couch and he came back with a warm hot chocolate, he handed it to me, I took a sip. I couldn't hold the cup still, 'cause I was shaking so much. He pulled up a chair and sat in front of me, and took it out of my hand. He put the cup down and took off my boots for me. I was so tired I could barely hold my head up. He picked up the hot chocolate and held it to my mouth, I took a sip and he put it back in the kitchen. He wrapped me in a blanket. And he sat on the couch next to me, then he wrapped his arms around me. I fell on him. And fell asleep again.

I wake up, wrapped in someone's arms, I push them off of me and sit up on the couch, I look over and see Chris sleeping like a baby. I put my shoes on and walk out the door. I walk downstairs and still don't see my dads car. I walk back into Chris's apartment and get my phone out my bag.
I text: Where are you, I need to get inside!! Come home.

I put my phone on the table and go to the bathroom. When I come out Chris is awake and is sitting up on the couch, with his hands in his head. I take my jacket off and set it on the chair in the dining room and I sit down. When he sees me he talks.
"Hey"
"Hey" I said my voice was raspy, so I cleared my throat.
"Did your dad come home?" He stood up and walked in the kitchen, I shook my head. I got up, and went to the couch and grabbed my blanket and I sat back in the chair. Chris grabbed two bowls spoons some cereal and milk and walked over to the table and sat down. I watched him as he put the cereal and the milk in the bowl and started eating. I looked at the table again. "You not hungry?" He asked before shoving a spoon of Cinnamon squares in his mouth. I shook my head. He turned to me. "When was the last time you ate?" I looked up at him
I shrugged. "Yesterday"
"You ate one fry"
"I don't eat much"
"Why?"
"I can't"
"You can't what?"
I was about to talk when my phone buzzed, it was a call from my dad. I answered it.

Phone call

Dad?
Hey sweetheart what's up
I can't get in the house
Did you turn the knob?
No
Why not?
Your car was gone, I figured you weren't here. When are you coming home?
I can't
What do you mean you can't
I can't come home
Why?
There here, Kellita

(I jumped out of my seat and ran out across the hall into my dads apartment, Chris followed. Everything, was thrown around the room. Chairs flipped, and couches turned.)

Dad you need to come get me

(I yelled into the phone, my voice cracked a little)

I can't babygirl
Why not? What am I gonna do? They came after me yesterday, and they almost got me. What happens if they do?
Then your screwed, we all are. But don't worry. I'm watching you and I will guide you along the way.
So what do I do now?
You get your belongings and you get out of there, as soon as possible. I have to go, but I love you and I'll call you later.
But-

I was cut off buy the beeping in my phone. I clicked it off and shoved in my back pocket and I made my way to my bedroom. I grabbed my travel bag and started shoving things I would need inside of it, like clothes, and chargers, and different things. Me and Chris talked as I did this.

"What's going on?"
"I have to leave" I told him
"Why?"
I thought for a second, I had to tell him, if I didn't tell him then he might do something stupid like ask the guys that chased after me why they need me, and tell them where I am. Or something else worse.
"When I was 14 my mother told me that some people what start coming after me, so I would have to live with my dad, that all I know. All I know is I can't let them get me or I'm screwed. I have to run, always keep running"
"What if those people are trying to help you?"
"There not. If my dad is running from them, then I should too"
"Where will you go?" He asked as I zipped up my book bag.
"I don't know" I walked out of the bedroom and in to the kitchen, and looked for cans of food.
"You can stay with me" he said quickly, I found some cans of fruit cocktail and some bottled water. I took as much as I could fit in my bag.
"No I can't put you in danger, I don't know what they will do, if they fine me with you"
"No you are gonna stay with me"
"No I'm not" I stood up and got in his face
"Yes you are, look at your options. Oh wait! You don't have any. You're staying with me." And with that he walked out of the apartment and into his. I sighed and zipped up my book bag, I took any food I could, wiphi wasn't a lot and brought it back to Chris's house. I closed the door to my house. And walked into Chris's. I set my hand bag down full of food in the kitchen and walked back into my dads apartment and looked in the mirror. I stared long and hard at this person in the mirror trying to figure out what to say to it. Nothing came to mind. I leaned over the sink and turned on the water washing my face off then I got up. All the sudden this rage came over me, I just got so mad, I yelled and punched the mirror until it cracked, my hand all bruised and bloody, I walked out of the bathroom and into the master bedroom where there was another mirror. I yelled again and punched the mirror again, but this time Chris came in and held me back. And in that exact moment everything went black.