Runaways

Chapter 6

I opened my eyes and I was cuffed to the same bed.
I lifted my arm and the cuff easily broke off. I did the same with the other and to my legs.
I got up and ran up the stairs. I banged on the door and it slowly but surely opened. I ran down the hall where I remembered mason's room was. I looked in and he was sleeping on his bed.
"Hey!" I walked over to him and nudged him until his eyes slowly peel open.

"Oh shit, You need to get out of here." he said with his eyes going wide and he stood up "here take these." he said as he dove his hands into his pockets and pulled out some car keys. "Go. Take my car. Get out of here." he shoved the keys in my hands.

"What about you, aren't you coming?" I said backing into a wall.

"No. She wont let me leave. Just go before you end up like me. I'll see you monday."
I backed away and ran out of his room and looked for the front door. I opened two doors and the sun beamed into my eyes blinding me. I covered my eyes and started skipping stairs that lead to the driveway.

"HEY GET BACK HERE LITTLE WHORE" the old womans voice croaked.
I started to run faster not looking back until I got to mason's car. I stuck the key into the door lock and twisted and fidgeted staring at the old woman who looked like she was decomposing until the lock finally popped up.
I jumped into the car and shoved the key into the ignition and started the engine as fast as I could.
As I started to pull away I could faintly hear the old woman's voice in my ear.

"Good. You did good mason."

What did she mean he did good?
What did he mean "go before you end up like me"?
What was inside of the syringe?
How could I hear her from 5 houses down?
Tons and tons of questions flooded my head, fogging it up.
I pulled over at an McDonald's.
I couldn't go home like this. I'm missing.
I wonder how Liam's holding up. Should I call him?
Maybe I should get settled somewhere first.
I didn't want this to happen.
I didn't want any of this to happen.
So, I sit there in the driving seat of Mason's car. In a McDonald's parking lot. Crying.
I hear a loud thud on the window which causes me to scream and squeeze the steering wheel making it crush under my palms.
I remove my hands from the steering wheel and my eyes grow wide. It's completely popped. Smashed. Crushed. It looks like a deflated....steering wheel.
I flick my eyes up to the window that caused this and it was a person. A man. He must've knocked on the window to get my attention. I must look like a mess because his eyes widen even more when we make eye contact. So I just start the car up and pull off as quickly as possible. To avoid anymore contact with anyone else.
I drive as far away from the McDonald's as possible all while trying to stay in the small town. I drive and drive until I finally decide to just leave. Leave all this behind. I drive for hours and hours. I drive until I get to Redding, CA.
I pull into the nearest hotel I could find. I search Mason's car for any cash. I find a stack with a band around it in a secret compartment in the dashboard. I take a 50 and head inside.
When I get into the lobby people are staring at me. Giving me looks of pity and disgust. Snobby rich people act like they've never seen a girl with smeared makeup and under eye circles.
I walk up to the man behind the counter and tell him that I need a room for 1, he names the price I give him the money, he gives me my keycard and I head off. Once I get to my room I take off Mason's sweater and snuggle into the soft bed.
I wish I could lay in my bed. It's been so long since I've slept in my own bed.
A thought pops up in my head.
Call Liam before it's too late.
Then I question myself. Too late?
Then I think...if I call Liam, what if he calls the cops or something. What if he calls me crazy. Should I call Mason? I need comfort right now. Maybe I should've gotten a room for 2.
I sit up and scoot toward the phone that was on the desk. I dial Mason's number that I've only seen at least twice and it rings and I'm grateful. He picks up.

"Hello?" He says into the phone.

"Hey mason." I say shakily.

"Lia? Where are you? I'm coming."

"Mason, I feel so alone. It feels as if everyone is turning against me."

"Lia, I need you to tell me where you are." He saids in a warning tone.

"I'm at a hotel. I don't know which one but it's the closest one I could find by the interstate."

"Interstate? Where are you, Lia?"

"In Redding" I mumble into the phone.

"Redding?" He whisper yells. Maybe the old woman is near. "You drove to Redding?"

"I didn't know where else to go."

"Okay. Just stay there
I'm coming."

"Okay." I hang up.

I hug my knees to my chest and contemplate calling Liam. I miss his voice so much. He must be worried sick. What about Noah. I wonder how he's feeling. What he's doing right now. How his choice has impacted so many people. This is all his fault. All of this. I blame him. If he didn't tell me that we weren't gonna last. If he hadn't brung me on top of the garage to tell me that we weren't meant to be. Maybe right now I wouldn't be in this hotel crying, deciding whether to call my own brother or not. MY brother. So I don't. I lay back in bed and cuddle against a pillow. Smearing my makeup all on it. And I sleep. I sleep for real for the first time in a really long time. Without being drugged. Without blacking out. Without hitting my head on concrete. I sleep and finally. I finally feel like my life is back to normal.

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AHA ITS BEEN LIKE ALMOST A YEAR SINCE I UPDATED. Ugh I miss it. Ughugh I love how the story is going so much ha okay okay