Reese's P.O.V
Early Saturday morning, 27th March 2013
I grabbed my bag and snuck out of my room. Luckily I had packed everything last night. As I got to the top of the stairs, the floor board creeked below me. I froze, cringing at the noise.
Please don't wake up.
After I listened out for any sign of movement, I decided it was safe to go.
I secured the bag over my right shoulder, and carried on down the stairs. As I reached the bottom, I grabbed my shoes, not even risking putting them on my feet. Suddenly a car honk echoed from the front of the house. My heart thumped against my ribcage.
I can't believe I'm doing this.
What the hell am I doing?
I can't- I can't do this.
No.
No, I will do this.
I can do this.
I'm no longer weak.
I took in a deep breath, exhaling in small puffs; attempting to calm my nerves. My hand reached for the door knob, pulling the door open. A cold gust of wind blew over my body, shivers imploded up my arms.
Better now or never.
The taxi honked again, pushing me out of the threshold of the house.
I quietly shut the door, locking it from the outside and walked to the taxi. I chucked my bag into the taxi and got in after it. I shut the door and rested my head against the seat.
Oh my god, I'm actually doing this.
"Where're you going, love?" The taxi guy asked me, turning to look at me from the front of the car.
I looked towards the house, trying not to think about the consequences I could be facing by doing this.
"Love?"
I closed my eyes, "Heathrow airport, please."
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Quite pleased with this chapter. Where do you think she's planning to go?
:3
~Jordan x
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