Sweet Dreams

Chapter 13

The shock is wearing off and the truth is settling in. I can't go back. Not now. I'm wanted. I can't even go back home and say Goodbye to my family. all I have is Jordan and my backpack of limited supplies. And the $450 in my pocket. Another night wasted. After tonight, 8 more days to find her.

I will find you Kayla...Even if it kills me... I promise...

I repeat my promise in my head. I turn around in my bed, cuddle in and close my eyes. And for once, I had a peaceful, dreamless sleep.

**

"Jordan, I can't do this." I stare down at the two ladies chatting away freely and eating over at a table.

"You have to. If you want to make it to Europe." Jordan said " Just walk by casually, as if you where going to the washroom and just snatch it! Its just hanging there so it won't be that hard."

I take a hesitant look back at them. "Okay, I'll do it." I sigh. "Good, I'll go get one over there." he points over in the opposite direction. I nod and turn around.

It was right there! Just hanging there. I can do this. I take a deep breath and walk over.  I don't try to make eye contact with anyone, especially her. I'm getting closer and closer. My heart is racing, banging against my chest. My palms are starting to sweat. C'mon Jade just take it and stop making a big deal about it! I think to myself.

I am only a few feet away from them. I'm ready. I make a small, unnoticeable reach for her purse hanging on the side of her chair. I grab it and pull it off easily and smoothly. I hid it in my sweater and make it fro the exit as casually as I can. I'm going to hell...

I meet Jordan in the alley way we agreed to meet in. He smiles at me. "See? What'd I tell you?" "You were right." I shrug. Trying my best to mask my guilt. "It feels good being bad. Doesn't it?" he says flashing me that million dollar smirk. "So I got 110$. How about you?" he asks. 

I pull out the purse and look inside. I pull out lipstick, a pack of gum and a nail file before I got to the wallet. I open it and pull out bills of cash. I nervously count it.

"224 $." my heart sank. He chuckles. "If we keep this up, we'll be eating escargot in no time!" His words come through numb into my ears.I stare blankly at the cash in my tight fist. I just stole 224 dollars.

**

That day we stole over two thousand dollars. That should be enough to get us to Europe. I felt terrible for it, but at least their stolen money is going to a good cause. At least I hope so...

We haven't heard anything from Grey in the media. We watch T.V through the windows in stores, we take used newspapers from garbage cans. But still nothing.

But what we did find out is that they've mentioned my condition to the press. Of course, being the press, they exaggerated it making me seem like an insane, blood thirsty psycho path. They also mentioned that I'm murderous...Just the cherry on top of the cake I didn't order.

Just in case they showed my face; I dyed my golden blonde locks a dark, almost balckish brown. It looks nice actually.  But its not me. At all. We also bought eye contacts. I got a bright blue pair and Jordan dark brown. Even with these disguises,  it will still be very risky letting me out in public for too long.

7 more days now. That should be enough time.

I used the hostile's only computer to make fake Ids for us. This was one of those moments I was thankful to be moved from Photography to Media Arts in school. I printed them off as passports.

"Okay they're done! You're Adam T. Winters born August 7th 1997." I say giving him his passport feeling accomplished. "Wow, Jade. These are amazing! They look so real!" he said inspecting it. They are pretty impressive if I say so myself. I just hoped Customs believes it too.

"And who are you?" he asked. It was pretty wierd hearing him say that. I look at mine again. "Violett J. Howlet. Born December 16th 1997." I say.

**

Jordan went to go buy our tickets to Europe. I stayed back to pack our stuff. Even though there isn't much to pack. I only brought a few outfits but I can just re-use them again. Jordan did the same thing.

I packed all our stuff into separate backpacks. One for me and one for Jordan. I came across a the picture of me and Kayla at the beach. I couldn't bear to leave it back at the hospital. A smile spread across my face as it reminded me of our innocence. I packed it into my backpack and zipped them up.

We are no ready. To go half way across the world. Its funny actually.  I've always dreamed of going to Europe on vacation.  Going to sight see and do touristy stuff. Not save my best friend from evil madmen. 

I've also been thinking about Regan latley as well. I wonder how she's doing. Was she sad that I left? Was she angry? I wanted to leave that place more than anything in the world. Yet I was so caught up in that, I tottaly that I was leaving her. I may never see her again. We didn't take pictures or anything to remember her by; just those few memories that I now cherish.

I hope she can forgive me.

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A/N: Heey! Sorry I haven't updated in like FOREVER. I'm just getting terrible writer's block so sorry this chappie wasn't very exciting. I hope to gwt the story up and running soon.

~ Julia ♥