Raven.

A new name

I turned around, only to be met with an empty alley way.

He was gone.

I looked around the alley way. Nothing. He was nowhere. But I hadn't heard him leave. There was no footsteps or nothing. Was this guy a ninja or something?
He defiantly wasn't your typical guy off the streets, no normal person could move without a sound and just disappear. And he obviously had some sort of training at one point, he knew how to handle a knife and gun. Let alone the fact that he had both on him! This was Britain, people just don't carry guns with them.

I was caught up in something bad, I knew that much and as happy as I'd be to see my mum again, a part if me would be furious at her. What the hell had she got me into?

With a final shaky breath I picked up my messenger bag that had fell to the floor at some point during the struggle. The adrenalin and shock was starting to wear off and a shiver ran through me, the cold starting to finally to seep in. After a final look around the bare alleyway I concluded that he wasn't lurking round any corners so I started to make my way back to Tasha's, Despite Eric telling me to go home. I trusted my mum's word more than his.

Suprisingly Tasha wasn't staring at me through her bed room window, nor was anyone's car on their drive when I made it to her house. All the lights were off and the place looked deserted. Thankfully I knew where Tasha's family hid the spare key. Walking round the back of the semidetached house, by the bins was a small garden gnome, paint chipped and a chunk missing out of the hat. Lifting the gnome I found the silver key that would let me in the house. After scurrying over to the door, unlocking it and then running back to re hide the key, I entered the house.

Dropping my bag on the door and slipping of my shoes I cautiously looked around the entire house, knocking of course before I entered her parents bed room, but there was no one to be found. Not quite sure on what to think I decided to give it half and hour before I called Tasha to ask where everyone was. After all I was only a guest, the didn't need to tell me the family plans.

After sorting out all my swimming gear I flopped down on Tasha's bed in a fresh set of comfy clothes, there was the strongest wifi connection in her room so like any teenager that was the spot where I naturally gravitated to. Opening the lid of my laptop I aimlessly flicked through my various social medias for a while, answering a few messages and checking up on people, only to be interrupted by a bleep from the black laptop bag. Rolling off the bed rather ungracefully I picked up the bag and filed through it to find the culprit of the noise. Fishing out my new phone I looked on the screen where a little message icon was flashing. I had a message from an unknown number. Secretly hoping it was off my mum, I opened it
Billy
Meet Anna Heart at Newcastle International Airport at 9pm tonight. Take everything you have with you, don't leave anything behind.

Mum.
Under the text was an attached photo, that looked like a typical passport photo. The photo was of a lady, no older than thirty I'd say, light highlighted brown hair positioned in a bun, slim face, kind brown eyes and wearing well tailored suite from what I could see. This very professional looking woman I guessed to be Anna Heart.

I stared at the phone in confusion. Sure I believed it was from my mum, she said she'd contact me via this phone but I didn't understand the text. Why would I need to go to an airport, Surely she didn't expect me to leave the country?  Especially with a woman I didn't know.

Without really thinking about it I had dialled the number into my phone and hit the call button, I was fed up of this game and I wanted to know what on earth was going on. After two rings I got an answer.
"Yes Billy." She sounded pretty exhausted, it almost made me feel guilty for my underlying anger that I was surly going to release onto her.