The Girl in Cleats

⚽️Chapter 43⚽️

{Kiera POV}
From: Cameron (Prince Charming)
To: Me
Hey, I know you're cooped up in your room trying to find some clues about your brother. I'm gonna take you on a date, be ready in half an hour, I'll pick you up. ❤️

I'm pretty sure every bone in his body is a romantic one. 

To: Cameron (Prince Charming)
From: Me

You got me. I'll be ready : ) 

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{Asher POV}

There's no way I'd be able to get to Kiera without Lauren's help. My first plan was to sneak out of here, but since that worked so well last time, I think I'll ask for help.

"Is there a way you can get me to Ohio?" I ask. 

"Ohio..? That's pretty far away kid, I'm not rich." She says, glancing at me. 

"I know, maybe we can work something out." I look at her and put my hands in my pockets. 

"In a few months to a year, maybe." 

This is going to be a lot harder than I thought. I can't go with my old plan since the plane has already taken off, like a few days ago. 

"I'm going to a friend's house tonight. It's a couple that absolutely love Catrina. Want to come?" Lauren asks. 

"What if they call the police?"

"They already know about you and promised not to say anything. You have nothing to worry about." 

Lets just tell the whole world, shall we?

"Um, yeah I guess I'll go. How old are they?" 

"Well they're about my age, but they can't have any kids so that's why they like Catrina so much. Sometimes I wonder if they're going to steal her." 

"So...Ancient people?" I smirk. 

She rolls her eyes, "We're leaving at 6:30, which is in about an hour. Take a shower or something and wear something clean."

"I-I don't have any clean clothes..." I say, my heart dropping. Not because I don't have clean clothes, but because I never have. At least after the accident. 

"Oh. Well I'll find you something." She gives me a warm smile. 

"I don't want to wear lady clothes." I try at a smile.

"Oh be quiet, I have some of my brother's clothes." She laughs at me. 

"Why doesn't he have his clothes?" I ask, curious.

"He's... no longer with us." She gives me a small smile, and her eyes glisten with tears. 

"I am so sorry." My mouth stands agape, not knowing what to do or say. 

"No it's ok, really. Go take a shower and I'll put some clothes on your bed. I'll try to make sure they aren't ancient." She winks at me and nods her head up the stairs.

"Ok, will do." I start jogging up the stairs but turn around, against every bone in my body and say words that I didn't mean to say, "How did he die?" 

I see her choke back some tears and mentally kick myself. 

You're acting like a little kid who doesn't know how to shut the frick up.