Shadow Hunter

The Escape to a Familiar Place

Chapter 10 ~ The Escape to a Familiar Place

After everything that had occurred only a week before, the event was still running though her mind. In her dreams, when she was attending classes and even when she walked the busy hallways of the school. The same questions just managed to seep up into her mind. She remembered everything up to that time everything around her was soaked in a thick blackness.

She was currently seated in the cafeteria at the same table her friends and herself sat every lunch, and thinking back to when the murderer whose name was known as Markus, had known how her parents had died, even after all the police and detective's efforts, but they couldn't find a single clue as to how they had passed away. She of course was eager to know what he knew, desperate to find out how they died, who killed them? And why they were murdered, or if they even were murdered or just taken away from her without a trace of how they did it felt behind.

In her train of thought she could hear her name being said over and over by a familiar voice. She snapped out of the trance and looked to see the owner of the voice was Jazz.

"Huh? Yeah sorry... What was it you said?" She asked her friend who was seated beside her.

"I was just asking if you're okay...You haven't been looking well lately or even paying any attention to anyone." Jazz stated.

She looked at Jazz apologetically and nodded in response. "Yes I know," She let out a soft sigh before continuing. "I've just been thinking, Jazz... I'd rather not talk about it here." She said quietly so only she would hear.

Jazz nodded, understanding, sending her a small smile. "I'll be all ears when you wanna tell me." She said assuringly.

Paris nodded twice before standing up with her barely touched lunch and made her way over to the bin and threw it into the bin carelessly, making her way back to the table of her friends she gave them a small smile. "Guys I'm just gonna go to the bathroom, I'll be back in a minute." She said and turned away to make her way out of the cafeteria, but was stopped when a strong hand held her wrist. She turned her head and body around to see who the hand belonged to; she looked up to see Matt.

Matt smiled down at her, "I'll come with you." He offered, but more demanded.

She shook her head and pried her hand from his strong hand. "No no, I'm fine... Really, I just need to go to the bathroom, I don't need any company on the way otherwise I would have asked Jazz. I won't be too long." She assured and walked out of the cafeteria leaving Matt to sigh softly and re-approach the table.

Paris walked down the hallway of the school mindlessly watching her feet as she walked towards the bathroom. Again everything from the awful excursion trailed back into her thoughts, making tears fill the corners of her eyes in remembrance of her once happy family to her new life here. Yes it was good, she made amazing friends who care for her, but that didn't stop her from missing the good times she shared in a normal public school with her family in a warm home.

She opened the door to the girls bathroom and released a breath she hadn't known she was holding. She made her way to the bathroom sink and looked at her own reflection, seeing her red eyes from tearing up and her saddened looking face. Today her hair was pulled up into a messy bun and she hadn't applied any make-up, but today and the last couple of days last week she hadn't really cared.

She closed her eyes and inhaled slowly while turning on the tap and cupped her hands under the cool running water, filling her hands with water she brang her hands to her face flushing it with water. As she reached up to grab the paper towel she opened her eyes staring at her reflection before covering her face with the dry paper towel which dried off her face. She sighed heavily and scrunched up the damp paper towel and dumped it into the bin before heading out of the bathroom.