Escaping Fate

Chapter 11

(Madame Raja POV)

I went into the kids' room to find them curled up together. Aww... That is too cute! "Come on!" I shouted banging two pots together.

"Ugh! Alright, alright! We're up!" Oliver exclaimed annoyed. I know he's annoyed, but I think I just saved him the embarrassment of kissing a pillow.

I went into the kitchen and started preparing breakfast.

(Oliver POV)

Geez! Can't Madame Raja take a hint?! I wanted to cuddle a little longer... I looked over at Lyssa and she was still sleeping. I woke her up and went to take a shower. When I came out, I went into the kitchen and saw Lyssa and Madame Raja by the fridge. "Something wrong?" I asked.

"Yeah, we're out of milk," the older woman answered.

"I can run to the store and get some, if you like," I volunteered.

"No, no, no," Madame Raja answered, "It's much too dangerous. I have a feeling that Mark will know of your powers by now."

"But, what if we went together. Oliver may not know how to use his powers yet, but I can sort of control them," Lyssa offered.

Madame Raja looked between the two of us before sighing, "Oh, alright. But, please stay together."

"We will!" Lyssa answered.

"Okay, just let me put a shirt on," I said going back to our shared room. Lyssa followed me and changed into some jeans.

"Can I wear your hoodie, today?" she asked, "It's cold."

I rolled my eyes before answering, "You don't have to ask."

She smiled and I put on a shirt and jacket before she hopped on my back, "To the store!" She pointed and giggled. I laughed and walked out the door before Madame Raja could make any suggestive comments in my head.

(Lyssa POV)

When we reached the store, there was only one gallon of milk left, so we grabbed it and headed straight for the cash register. I had my hood up and so did Oliver. We took some extra measures to make sure that we weren't recognized.

We paid for the milk and left. I was still on Oliver's back, trying to get some warmth. I love how warm he is. I love how his hoodie smells like him. That's the only reason why I wore it, but I'd never tell him that. I wonder if we'll ever be together. If we'll ever end up marrying each other. I smiled to myself at the thought.

"What're you smiling about?" Oliver asked turning his head.

"Nothing," I said as I hopped off his back. I grabbed his hand and we continued walking 'home.'

(Oliver POV)

Lyssa grabbed my hand and I squeezed it. Holding hands has been a habit of ours since we were little. We did this whenever we were scared, happy, sad, angry, upset, or just needed to know that the other one was there. I love her with all my heart. I hope we stay together forever.

A flash of blinding light interrupted my thoughts and I stumbled back into a wall. "Oliver? Oliver?!" I heard Lyssa call my name, but it sounded really far away.

After a few minutes, I could finally see again, but this time, it was all in black and white. I saw Lyssa standing next to me and Mark was across from us in an alley way.

When I snapped out of whatever trance I was in, Lyssa hugged me and immediately asked if I was okay. I told her I was fine and got up from where I was previously sitting. I don't know why, but now I had this burning feeling that we needed to leave.

"Come on, we need to go!" I told Lyssa as I grabbed her hand and started walking again.

"O-okay?" she answered following me.

"Here, this way's quicker," I said as I led her into an alley. Then, I stopped I stopped walking, causing Lyssa to bump into me. This is the alleyway that I saw. We shouldn't be here.

I pulled on Lyssa's hand and turned around to go the other way before anything could happen. As soon as I turned around, I bumped into something. Well, more like someone. There stood Mark, wearing a giant smirk on his face. Well, crap!

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Jess ;)