WANTED

New identity{ Chapter nine}

Tanya took me to her house and she hid me in her bedroom.
I told her what happened, she understood why I did what I did, she didn't agree with it but she understood.
Her parents were due to arrive in the next three hours, which gave us enough time to come up with a new identity for me.
If the police couldn't recognise me, then I could visit my mom without looking over my shoulder.
A new identity wasn't gonna help me get rid of my situation, but it would help me blend in.
My hair was almost up to my waist so we cut it shoulder length and dyed it pitch black.
I took a shower and dressed up in baggy clothes, my wound was still painful but I couldn't go to the hospital because they would put two and two together.
I couldn't risk it.
Tanya sort of looked at me with pity, and a bit of fear.
I didn't blame her, I would also fear myself.

She sat me on her bed and took my hands into her own,"Love, I know you probably hate yourself at the moment, but you had to do what you had to...to save your life and your mom's. If you tell the police how abusive Bob was,maybe they'll understand."

"They wouldn't, I just know it," I said,"They'll lock me up and throw away the key. I need to find a way to fix this."

"How?" she asked,"How are you gonna fix this if you won't tell the police what happened?"

How was i going to make her understand?
The police wouldn't believe me, the fact that I ran away from the scene of the incident will make it hard for them to believe me.
Let's say I do hand myself in and I tell them what happened, they may not arrest me for my mom, but they would arrest me for stabbing Bob.
I got up from the bed and began to pace around the room...somewhere in the back of my mind I could not except the situation I was in.
I was in denial.

Tanya began to cry, as in really cry, "Do you realise if you don't hand yourself in, you'll be on the run for the rest of your life and then you'll be living on the streets...you won't survive. Bad things happen on the streets, I'm talking about rape, drug use, people killing each other...I don't want to loose you."

I sat beside her and pulled her in a hug,"You won't loose me, okay?"

"How do you know?" she cried,"You don't know that, you don't."

"I need you to be strong for the both of us...if I'm messed up and you're messed up, it won't be helping any of us," I said releasing her.

She wiped away the tears and had a sly grin on her face,"I know what we can do, we can ask Tyson for help, he'll know what to do."

"He left the country," I simply said.

"Okay then we'll ask my friend for help," she said hope making her jump on the bed a little,"His name is Dylan and he'll help us."

"Tanya I know you want to help me...but this is my life not a movie," I sighed,"There's no helping me."

"Shut up, just shut up!" she snapped,"You have always been the positive one, I need you to be positive now. I need you to stop feeling sorry for yourself and - wait I have an idea."
She got up from the bed and started going through her drawer, when she got up she had an earpiece in her hand. She shoved it in my hands and urged me to put it in.
She put her own earpiece in her ear.
She ran out the room and closed the door behind her.

"Testing, testing," she said, or rather shouted through the earpiece."Can you hear me?"

"Yeah and stop speaking so loud, I'm not deaf you know," I said,"Why do you have these things?"

"I got them from Dylan. Cool right?" she giggled with excitement.
She came back into the room looking happy,"This is how we're gonna communicate."

I took out the earpiece and couldn't help but smile,"You're clever."

She flopped down beside me and put her hands over my shoulders,"I know. Since you'll be on the run I want to be able to communicate with you. I thought of calling you, but I think the police will trace your phone."

"I don't have my phone...it's at home," I sighed.

"Okay then," she began but the doorbell interrupted her,"I'll be right back."
She closed the door behind and I put the earpiece in, Tanya was one crazy girl.
I got up from the bed and walked up to the mirror, the hair cut and the dye really worked.
I couldn't even recognise myself.
"Code red!" Tanya's voice suddenly came through the earpiece, making me jump in fright,"Code red!"

"What?" I asked.

"Oh no officer," she said emphasising the word officer.

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"I assure you nobody is home officer," she said."You know how nosey neighbours are."

Officer?
Oh hell!
It was a police officer!
"Tanya please don't tell me that..." I began my heart beating ten times faster.

"Yes it is!" she hissed,"Oh I'm talking to myself. Yes officer I can assure you no one is here, it's only me. I don't know what those neighbours are talking about. "

I quickly packed my stuff into my back pack, making sure not to make any noise.
Flip!
I heard the front door close and seconds later Tanya ran into the room locks the door after her.
She looked really pale.
"The neighbour called the police and told them that they saw you here," she shakily said sliding down the door,"When I saw him standing there I think I died."
I had to go, I was putting my friends life in danger, I couldn't do that to her.

I took my back pack and kneeled beside her,"Thank you for helping me. But I can't endanger your life, I have to go."

"Where will you go?" she asked standing up,"Wait I know where you can go. Go to the subway and whatever you do, don't take out your earpiece."
I wore a cap and fastened a scarf around my bruised neck and wore sun glasses as a disguise.
Tanya let me out through the back gate, she gave a hug and said," Remember subway and don't take out the earpiece...no matter what. I'll come and get you."
I walked away with my head lowered, this was going to be a long year.

Hello everybody, Tanya is such a good friend.
I think we all need a Tanya in our lives.
I wonder if Courts is ready for the long road ahead of her as a Wanted criminal.
Dinela
Xoxo♥‼♥