Chapter 9: "Do I Possibly.."

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I was fully surprised with what he just said. I never thought, those words would come out from his mouth.

How could a hostage taker give his hostage a chance to escape and tell the police everything she knew about him?

"Aren't you afraid of what I'll tell the police when I sucessfully escaped?" I asked him.

"You think, I still have fear on anything nor anyone?"

I swallowed. Realizing that I just threw him a nonsense question. But then I compose myself. And dare to ask again. "What if I tell them where you were hidding?"

"Then, tell them." He muttered.

"What will you gonna do?" I asked.

"Run away."

"Again? Do you still have anywhere place to go?"

"You were underestimating me, Charm Eine."

"You're not alone. Aren't you?"

"Yeah. Scott is with me."

"Right. Then, can you tell me why?"

"Why should I?"

"Because I'm getting crazy! I want to know more about you!" I hissed.

"You would not want to know more about me, Charm Eine. I'm telling you, you have reached your limit."

"I don't understand!" I yells.

"Don't understand then. Its better left not understand, anyway."

"I don't get you."

He walk through the living room and sit beside me.

"Do you know the saying 'curiousity kills the cat'?"

"I'm not a cat." I said annoyingly.

"Just a bratt."

"Tch!"

"Listen Charm. You're curiousity, won't give you any good."

"So, are you trying to protect me?" I unconsciously asked.

He laugh shortly. "If I said yes, will you going to follow me this time?"

I thought for a while. Trying to absorb what he just said. For me, it is considered as saying yes. But then, another dozen of questions come running through my mind.

"Yeah. But please answer it honestly." I meet his gaze, the moment I stare at him.

Eye to eye..

After a minute of staring, he first remove his glance at me and stood up. "You better take a whole day rest. Tommorow will be a big day for you. You have to wake up early, and face the people wanting to see you again."

Again, I was left here dumbfounded.

He didn't answer me. Did he?

I went into the room right after we finished our -escaping conversation-

I went here not to rest but rather, think. I really need to think right now.

Would I escape? Rather, could it still be called escape when the suspect knows it?

Ah! Nonsense question!

If I'm going to escape, what kind of life will I'm returning at?

My parents just kick me out right? They have removed my inheritance and all my rights of being a Lautner.

What would I be coming back for?

A -back to zero- life? With no one with me?

I mean, yeah. I still got my friends. But I'm certain that they were controlled by my parents. So they may not help me, either.

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