chapter twenty-two: stay young

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"So where you guys headed?" Scout asked me happily as we entered the house again. Ryder had promised we would leave right away once we said our goodbyes.

"Don't know." I shrugged. I still had no idea what we were going to do.

"Wherever life takes us, Scout." Ryder said poetically. I smiled and rolled my eyes.

"It sure was fun having ya here Bella." Scout said to me happily. He was happy, despite the fact that Ryder and I were leaving again, and god knows how long we would be gone.

"Aw shut it." I ruffled his hair playfully. He always seems to be happy. I couldn't understand how he was always in such a good mood. I guess he was just young. He was young, happy, and still hopeful. So very hopeful.

"Hey Bells, grab the stuff you have left." Ryder called me from inside our room. I guess it wasn't really our room anymore. It almost felt weird to leave, this place had really grown on me. Really, the people here had grown on me. But I had to leave. I didn't get attached to places or people, I couldn't afford it.

I grabbed the rest of my stuff and headed out, getting one last look at the only place that I had felt safe for in while. I sighed and closed the door behind me. I knew it wasn't good to stay in one place for long. So yet again, I would have to leave everything behind.

"You ready?" Ryder asked me smiling. He didn't seem worried. He knew he would be back. But I didn't think I would ever come back here. I wasn't one to visit. And if Ryder came to visit, there was no way I would be tagging along.

"You'll be back right? You'll visit?" A soft spoken Gunner asked me. I turned around and smiled at the kind hearted boy in front of me.

"I'm not one to visit." I explained. He shrugged sadly as Scout and Fox came up to me.

"Not one to visit?" Scout pouted playfully.

I cocked my head to the side and gave him a sad smile. He laughed at my gesture.

"You're pretty tough you know that?" Fox nodded towards me.

"It's a tough world out there." I shrugged.

We stood there, until I realized that I should probably be going. I turned around to leave, before saying one last thing to the group of young and reckless boys I had just met.

"Stay young.
Don't let that nasty world out there fuck you up."

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sorry i haven't updated in a long time!! i promise i'll be updating more often, and i'm thinking of writing a new book maybe? anyways, these next few chapters will be getting pretty dramatic...!

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