I ran to Braedons house and knocked on it.
"Quiana. How do you know where I live?" He says.
"Find my iPhone app for friends!" I say out of breath.
I hug him. "We have to go, Braedon! My mom is going to arrest you!" I say quickly.
"What? Come in, Quiana. Slow down and talk to me." He says.
"My mom, when I came back, she was talking to a policeman. I bet she is going to file charges against you." I say.
"Hey, it's okay. What charges is she talking about? I haven't done anything." He says. "Look at me, Quiana."
I look at him and he smiles at me.
"You need some rest. I can tell you're sleepy. Go to sleep." He wraps his arm around me and let's my head rest on his lap.I was looking up at him as he rubbed my hair.
He put a blanket around my body and I went to sleep.Braedon POV
Maybe I was wrong about everything. I told myself the first day I saw Quiana. She was a nerd! She was a GoodGirl! I wasn't suppose to fall in love with her! But I did. I fell in love with her and now I'm about to go back. I'm going to leave her. It's going to hurt her and me too.
My mom walked downstairs and looked at me and then at Quiana.
"Is that her?"I nod.
She smiles.
"She is pretty, Braedon.""We are going to runaway, mom. we can't stay here anymore." She nods.
"Keep contact with me.""I will. Hurry before you get caught!" She yells giving a small kiss on the forehead.
I pick up Quiana who was still asleep and walked to the back door. Mom opened it and quickly rushed to her car opening the door to put Quiana in.
I go back inside and grab some of my clothes and accessories.
"Be safe." Mom says to me and I nod.She gives me the keys and some money.
"You're going to be alright now, Quiana. Just you and me, baby." I whisper before starting the car.
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