Chapter 25: Out

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Tao pov

Shit shit shit. They found me... Its midnight and everyone is sleep. I've noticed how Kris is a really light sleeper, so I made sure to keep my socks on. Hes softly breathing now, his dark brown hair swept aside his face. Tiptoeing I close the door. Winter in China is chilly. Hugging myself to keep warm I rush quickly down the cracked pavement. I remember the way like the back of my hand...

...flashback...

What do you mean you want out?! do you really think its that easy!? They shove me hard to the ground and kick me in the stomach. Gasping for breath I still manage to glare at them.

" I don't care I want out." I felt broken.

" I cant live this life anymore. " Smirking he bends down, gripping my chin roughly.

"Well then pay up."

...flashback end...

" So you finally decided to show up." The man who I thought was an angel when he first took me in now glares down at me.

" I said I needed a month, why are you contacting me now?" A flash of annoyance and anger flashes through his face but he quickly covers it with a smile.

"Tao I remember when you were just 16, coming to us dirty and hungry. But you had a fierce and determined look in your eyes. Someone who would do anything to get what he wa-

"Just stop! I cover my ears. Flashes of gunshots and screaming flash through my mind.

"Tao, we can be a team again, don't you need this money?" I push him away from me.

"I'll never come back, so piss off." The deadly look is back. Before I can react my arms are pinned from both sides and he throws a punch at me.

"Talk to me like that again... your dead. You can wire the money to me, I never want to see your face again."

They leave me like that in the dead alleyway. Hes never one to lie. That man was the person who taught me discipline through combat after all. I guess this was his parting gift to a student who was like his own son. Hours pass but finally I am able to force myself up. The pain is nothing to the dread I feel. Its taken years and there is still so much to pay. I trudge pack to the dorms quietly, tears streaking my face.

At least they will never come after me again.

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