Chapter 5

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By the end of the day we made it. I laugh out in relief we made it. Now I don't know what I'm going to do. It not like we have a special orphanage for hunters kids.

"Go to bed well face our problems in the morning," I said. The twins where tire and pass out right away. Holding each other it was quite adorable. I pulled out my phone and took a picture.

The sun was setting and I decided I should look for a solutions while they sleep. I start to search around. Why didn't I have an answer for this. I mean come on she should have had a back up plan at least. Maybe she did in her journal. We always kept it in the car along with money, fake IDs, and other things. I quietly went out to the car. It was dark so I kind of tripped ( no I did trip and landed very uncomfortable position) I groan and cuss in pain. I got up and open the car and took the journal and flipped through. Nothing at all. I went back inside in defeat. This was supposed to be the omg what a smart thing moment. Nope just failure I have to remind myself I'm not in a movie. Things don't just happen I'm not the hero. I'm not important. What is important is getting the twins to safety.

I don't know what I'm going to do what do I do. I... lost all train of thought and I started to through the book away and open the car department and toss everything out in rage. Papers flew out of the car as curse word flew out of my mouth. I just can't breathe. How can I protect these children when I'm a kid myself? I burst out in tears I just couldn't handle this anymore. Too much happened in 24 hours, too much pain to pretend to be heartless and tough.  But I still had to. Soldiers stayed strong and fight. I had to keep fighting for Emma and Simon.

After several minutes of trying to calm myself so I can breathe I decided to pickup all the papers I threw. Looking around at the mess I feel embarrassed. Did I really make this big of a mess while screaming like a maniac? I did...crap.  I bend down to pick up the papers when I realized that in a corner there was a hot pink sticky note. I picked it up when I realized it was one of my doodles. It was a chibi deadpool. I gave a soft smile at the thought that she kept it. Ill place it in my sketch book later. I picked up the rest of the paper that just contained hunting information. I should draw all of these in a sketch book for later. I went back inside and I grabbed my bag to get m sketch book and I caught a glimpse on the back. It was my mothers hand writing and she wrote down a name and numbers. Diaz (123) 435-3210 (AN- just incase its a random numbers not a real number) 

Diaz. That was one of the hunters that almost every hunter knows. I don't know why he is so famous or how my mother knows... knew  him but she must have trusted him. I grabbed a map and pin pointed our location. There was a small town an hours drive away. Maybe they will have a payphone or something. We have money, we have a plan, we have each other.

I ended up in the bathroom with pacing and decided to wash my tear stained face.  After that I looked in the mirror and saw myself. " I got this," I smirked and went to sleep. My last thought before going to sleep was I can do this.

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