"Yes, I know. It's just that this is paradise for me! I want to stay here forever."
I replied.
"Yeah, me too."
"Elliott, are you sure about your plan?"
"Yes, duh!"
"You have so many fucking plans"
"Ugh, I know right"
"......"
"Elliott, we should go back to sleep."
"I agree."
We both walked towards our cave and fell asleep.
*MORNING*
Ugh. Today's the day we get to go back. I want to stay here forever goddamnit.
"Elliott. Pssst." I whispered, trying to make him wake up.
"Hmmm? What?" He mumbled, trying to get up.
"Just me. Come on, we have to go back, remember?"
"Yeah. Sorry"
Elliott got up and kissed me on the forehead.
•••••••••••
"Oh my god really?! He does that? Damn Kath, you probably had the best relationship."
Evelina said.
"Damn right! Now shut up. We have to finish the story."
••••••••••
"Back to hell I guess."
I said disappointingly.
"Yeah. Sorry" he said, grabbing my hand to kiss it.
We drove for a few hours until we finally got there.
Elliott and I stepped out of the car, scared of what bad things might happen.
I decided to go to my parents' house. Elliott didn't go to his.
I knocked on the door and heard a muffled voice say, "I'll get it!"
A few seconds later, someone opened the door. I looked up and saw that it was my mom.
She was very happy and shocked to see me. I entered the house while she gave me a big hug.
"Sweetie, where have you been? Are you okay?" My mom asked.
"I'm okay mom. I was just staying with a friend. I write a note. Didn't you receive it?"
"What note? Where? But if there was one, what's the point? You could've just texted me."
"I lost my phone at that time. I just found it today."
I felt guilty for lying to my mom, but it was better for her not knowing about Elliott and me.
I went to my room trying to call Elliott but he wouldn't answer. My mother said she would try to call the police.
Oh, Kathlyn. You are so bad.
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Adventure"OH MY GOD ELLIOTT, YOU SON OF A BITCH" Mrs. Foxx would always say that if he did something wrong and then she would slap him. Later on, Elliot would weep in his room staring out of the window watching other kids playing with their parents. I would...
