Forbidden

Chapter 4

You are welcome Jocelyn :)

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I walk to my closet to look for a suitcase. Mason was still standing there, but now he was looking at his phone.

"Where is that big brown suitcase I took on vacation last year?" I say to mason, wondering if he can even hear me.

"Filled with my stuff." He says without looking up. I say my phone on the table and stood in front of him.

"They found a match for you, didn't they?" I half whispered.

"No. Oh god no. I'm running away. I don't need them to tell me who I belong with. I was planning on taking you with me, but they are expecting you. and if you don't show, no doubt they will come looking for you."

I take a deep breath.

"Where are you going?" I say, trying to hide the fact that I want to fall apart.

"Don't know yet. wherever I end up I guess."

"What about mom and dad? do they know?"I say, feeling like I'm gonna cry. or throw up. or both.

"No. and you aren't going to tell them."

I've kept a lot of secrets. but when my brother goes missing and my parents start questioning me, I might spill.

I don't know what to say, so I just nod.

"I have to go get Isaac. he's wait in for me." I say and walk out the door.

I've always known mason didn't like Theo. and I'm pretty sure he wants me to be with Isaac. I open the front door, pausing for a moment to make sure I got everything.

"I didn't even pack" I mumble. I turn around and walk back to my room.

Mason was nowhere in sight. that was good. I didn't want to talk about this anymore. I hate the thought of him being all alone and lost. I pull a large duffel bag out of my closet.

I stuff as much stuff as I can and then proceed to walk out of the house. I check my phone, and I have one missed call from isaac. I call him back, waiting for him to answer.

"Hello!" he says in an exciting voice.

"Hi. you called?" I said.

"Yeah. I was making waffles and I wanted to know if you wanted any."

I laughed.

"You called for waffles?" I say, trying to contain my laughter.

"Waffles." he repeats.

"Sure. I would love some."

"Okay. jut so you know, they are made with waffle mix. not all that 'made with love' crap"

"Okay." I say, giggling.

"Okay" he says.

"I have to go now." I say, stopping the car.

"No don't leave me!" he says In a pleading voice.

"But I'm I your driveway!" I say giggling.

"Oh. Well then you may hang up." he says sarcastically.

I hear a 'click' on the other line. I set my phone down and wait for him to walk out the door.