Death Wish

Chapter 26: Lessen the Pain

Grateful I brought my purse holding my phone, wallet, and keys, I walk out of the restroom and towards the entrance. I creep along the halls and try to stay as casual as possible which is pretty hard since there's no one here except the buff security guards at the door. But that also means that no one will see me. I could start over in a new town. In a new country. No one would recognize me. I had the money, I just needed transportation.

When I reach the doors, I realize that I need my coat. Keeping my temper in check, I walk towards the living from again to find a waiter or someone. As I step in the room, I look at our table near the front and see Lorenzo lock eyes with me. Horrified, I spin around and walk back to the door. The guards pull it open and I'm hit with the stinging cold. Whatever. It's a fifteen minute walk. I can bear it. Before I walk out, I ask the guard to not tell anyone I had left. After he agrees, I step into the biting wind, welcoming any distraction.

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Fumbling with my key due to my frozen fingers, I drop it. Cursing under my breath, I bend down and grab it and hit my head on a lamp. Of all the things. I remember that Lorenzo knows where I hide my spare key, so I grab that too. Walking into my freezing house is not how I want to be greeted. I go to turn on the heater then remember that I'm leaving. I grab the smallest duffel bag I can find, one I can lug around easily and keep all my necessities in it. Stuffing two pairs of clothes in it, I change out of my dress and into a pair of jeans, a t-shirt, and my big, black hoodie. Pulling up the hood, I stuff my wallet, keys, and phone in it. I grab my passport and a couple wads of cubines to pay for the train ticket and to last me at least two months.

I'm about to leave when my eyes catches on a picture frame of my family at the beach. We have our arms wrapped around each other and we're all smiling. My siblings were about sixteen, the summer before the wreck that I created. I don't want to take it because it has too much of the past but end up grabbing it. My family means everything to me. I need them with me. I open the door and, for the second time tonight, meet the harsh wind.

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The train station from Yasfen to Ilopie is closed. And my luck goes from great to wonderful. I'm stuck. I can't stay in a hotel, the owners know who I am and would tell everyone, including Lorenzo. I can't stay in the train station either, I can't get arrested. Deciding to walk the one hour drive to Ilopie, I set off on the side of the road. While I'm walking, I plan in my head what I'm going to do in Ilopie. I'll check into a hotel for a night, then take the train to somewhere. I don't know where I'm going.

That thought makes me stop in my tracks. I don't know where I'm going. How can I leave everything I have?

How? Because everything you have won't be there anymore. It'll leave so you have to leave first. Lessen the pain.

But what about Lorenzo? The hopeful voice asks. Aren't you everything he has?

He has Myklyn and soon his father's company.

But you're his best friend.

What about Kyliane? He was Lorenzo's best friend until you came along. Every minute you spend with Lorenzo is another minute Kyliane doesn't. You're ripping apart their friendship.

B-

I cut off the voice. My bitter side is right. I'm ripping apart Kyliane and Lorenzo's friendship.

If you value your life, you won't talk to me. Stay away from me and tell your boyfriend to do the same.

I snap out of my thoughts and keep walking. I can't stay in Yasfen. It holds too many memories. I have to become a new person. Taking out the picture of my family, I give it a lingering look before I drop it on the concrete, the glass shattering.

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I'm about three miles away from Ilopie and the sun is rising. I left at about midnight and it's six o'clock. It took me about six hours to walk fifty miles. When I finally reach Ilopie, I'm tired, hot, and sweaty from the sun beating on my back. I want to check into a hotel, but I have to leave as soon as possible. Looking for the train station, I see someone who looks suspiciously like Lorenzo. That's impossible. I took the only route to Ilopie. I'm hallucinating from lack of sleep.

Or it's because you miss him.

Ignoring the voice, I find a sign pointing to the station and sigh in relief. I thought I would have to interact with people. That would've terrible and awkward. I finally find the station despite my awkwardness and terrible sense of direction. When I reach the ticket station, I realize I don't know where to go. Maybe I'll go somewhere sunny. Wheetsheere is bright year round and it's by the coast. Perfect. I could swim everyday. It is far from Hekike, our country, practically across the continent. The ticket cost about seventy-five cubines, which left me about two hundred cubines to spend, excluding the other cubines I had brought that would last about two months. Stepping into the passenger car, I look around the nice interior. It has large, wide seats with tables in front of it, polished cherry oak overhead bins, and rich red carpet. I forgot how posh and expensive Ilopie is. Sitting in my seat, I settle down and a waiter immediately comes over with a glass of water and a menu. I accept the water but wave off the menu despite my tumbling stomach. I need to keep my trail as small as possible because I know Lorenzo will be looking for me or hiring a private investigator to find me. Enclosing myself in the cushions, I prepare my self for the long, two day journey ahead.

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A/N

Pictured: The train car Linnea's in

If you haven't figured it out already, this book is in another world. It has the same holidays as the U.S. (Like thanksgiving), but is in an entirely different world and country. It's also in the same generation with the same behaviors. Here is the general breakdown.

Hekike: Linnea's home country

Ilopie: The city that Linnea's hometown is near

Yasfen: Linnea's hometown

Wheetsheere: The country where Linnea is running off to

Also one cubine in Hekike has the same value as one U.S. dollar. Just clearing up any confusion anyone might've had.

What countries are y'all from? Just curious.

Remember: constructive criticism is always appreciated!