White Noise {punk l.h. au} Sequel to "Colours {punk l.h. au}"

21

anyone else dead bc of the 1d hiatus

| Luke |

I got no sleep whatsoever at Ashton's place. Around 6 am I folded up the blankets, gathered up my shit, and took off. The roads were somewhat clear, making the drive rather peaceful. It took all of my willpower not to dial an all too familiar number into my phone.

I pulled into a department store parking lot and parked the car to attempt to stretch out my long legs. I got out of the car and stood up against the driver's door. Knowing that it was a risk, I couldn't stand not talking to her.

I picked up my phone and let my thumbs dance across the glass screen before bringing the ringing phone up to my right ear. Then, my conscience caught up with my actions. I couldn't call her no matter how badly I wanted to hear her voice and tell her everything was going to be okay. I quickly retracted the phone from my ear and pressed the end call button.

I couldn't have any documented contact with her whatsoever until we were both in Philadelphia and away from any potential threats. I had to put her safety above my own needs. Sighing and shoving my phone back into my pocket, I walked towards the entrance of the store not wanting to get back into the car just yet.

I walked around grabbing a few things here and there before stumbling upon the electronic section. I glanced down and saw little prehistoric flip phones already prepaid and ready for use. With an idea popping into my head, I realized that God was real and this was a sign. I grabbed two and headed to checkout.

I sat in my car taking the flip phones out of the packaging while admiring how much of a genius I am. These are almost untraceable, and it will be perfect until our new lives in Philly take place. I just hope there still is one.

| Rebecca |

I woke up this morning even more emotionally drained than the night before. I spent all night talking to Caleb about the details of my association with Charlie, and when I was left alone to fall asleep, my mind wouldn't shut up about Luke. The one thing I wanted to hold onto was the fact that he might come back. I knew it wasn't healthy for me to hold onto false hope, but for right now it's what kept me sane.

Caleb wanted to stay home from work just incase I lost my marbles, but I convinced him I was and will be okay. I was alone for a solid hour before I found myself pacing around the apartment in search for something to do. I contemplated calling Luke, but that would only make matters worse for the both of us.

I decided to take a walk around the neighborhood. I knew that Caleb would kill me if he knew I went against his orders to stay inside, but I had to get out of here for a little bit. I grabbed my phone along with my headphones and stepped out the door. I walked down the hallway and left the building, instantly sighing at the sun's warmth radiating onto my skin.

Fresh air was all that I really needed to feel better. For right now at least.

x.x.x

I lost track of how long I was out for because frankly, I didn't really care. I was enjoying my freedom, just walking around and enjoying the weather. I was finally able to drown out the thoughts in my head with the music vibrating from my headphones. I almost didn't want to go back when I met with the pavement of our community parking lot, but my phone was about to die.

I took out my headphones as I came in contact with the front door leading to the lobby. I wrapped the white wires around my phone before shoving it into my pocket. As soon as I rounded the corner to head down my hallway, I was pulled on the arm by something, or should I say: someone.