Home For a Heart

The search continues

I sat in Avon's Apartment. 

"So how old are You Avon?" I asked biting into an apple. 

"16. Why?" He asked laying back into the chair. 

"well....you seem a little young to be on your own..." I said choosing my words carefully. 

His expression changed, his smile vanishing.

He sighed. "When i was 14 my parents died in a car crash, My brother was all i had left. But he hasn't been around that much lately." He said staring at the ground. 

I should have known better than to ask such personal things.

I scolded my self.

I got up and put my hand on his shoulder. "My mom abandoned me when i was 3. My step mom abused me which is why i came here." I said looking at him. 

His eyes met my mine. 

Anger flashed in them.

"You know what bugs me? How people don't appreciate what they have while they have it. I hate when i hear the girls on the street say Oh my god i hate my dad, like he took away my car for a week so i have to walk. Like shut up you don't hate him. You know nothing about hate." He looked away. 

There was more to his story i could tell. 

I just new better then to ask.

silence hung in the air. 

I pulled out my map. 

"So where is he?" I said getting back on track. 

"Well, He is all the way over here." He said pointing to the map. 

Sydney. 

"Oh my god that's so far away." I said looking at him worried. 

"Which is why this wont be easy at all." He said sighing. 

"I trust you." I said. 

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We stood on the side of the road. 

He held his thumb out. 

"This will never work." I said irritated. 

"Relax, you gotta just relax alright?." He said holding it out further. 

i sighed annoyed. 

"You love this guy right?" He said holding his thumb out further.

"Yeah. I'd do anything to get to him. To his face again. To feel his lips against mine." I said stumbling over my words. 

"Alright TMI, any ways, If you love him this much, You can do this. Frankily this is the most romantic thing i have ever heard." A car pulled over. 

A man with a little girl,  popped through the window.

"Hop in!" He smiled. 

Avon and i piled into the back next to the little girl. 

Her blond pig tales laid over her shoulder, her blue eyes watching me. 

The car pulled back onto the road with a jerk and continued on its way.

"Where to?" the man asked with a husky voice.

"As far as you can take us to Sydney." Avon replied adjusting into his seat.

"Are you the princess thats dating that prince?" The little girl suddenly squeked.