The Truth

Chapter 20

-Jack-

Cindy and Blake walked ahead of me holding hands for what seemed like the millionth time. I shove past them and walk in front so I don't have to look. It's been three days since we sent the girls away and I feel an emptiness inside of me. I realize I only knew them for a few hours, but I felt like they were my little girls, and I found myself constantly worrying about them.

My stomach growls and I feel myself growing weak. Everytime I ask Blake if we can eat he says we don't have enough money.

"He wouldn't ask for food unless it was an emergency." I hear Cindy mutter. "He hasn't eaten in three days." she says. That's another thing. They have been eating when I'm not around or when they think I'm asleep so they can have all the food to themselves. I know because Cindy hasn't complained once.

"Blake I have to eat." I stop walking.

"We don't have..."

"Yeah, I realize we don't have the money." I say bitterly, and drop the subject.

-Cindy-

We've been walking for longer than seven hours and I can't take it anymore. We've come to a deserted place where there are scattered shops and diners. We avoid going into the diners because of what happened last time. Jack falls behind us, shuffling his feet, his head down. I know how hungry he is and I don't think the way Blake's treating him is fair. I finally convince him to let us stop somewhere to eat. Blake doesn't talk to Jack for the rest of the day.