I Am Piper [FINISHED]

Chapter 8

Mr. Clearance had eventually come home,  but said nothing to me, as I hid in my room in the dark, refusing to go downstairs to eat. I had no appetite anyway. I had to wait until he went to sleep. Then I'd sneak out. For the last time.

Surprisingly nothing else was running through my head. It's like someone, even Mr. Clearance, could barge into my room any second and tell me that a Zombie Apocalypse had started, the end of the world was near, or war was in the near future, and the feelings I felt deep in my soul wouldn't budge or change one bit from the way they felt right then.

It even crossed my head how this might affect Levi. Especially shortly after the loss of his best friend... to suicide. I knew what it was like to lose a best friend. Or anyone close to you in that matter. Or, maybe he wouldn't care as much as I thought he would. Maybe he would just think I was a lost cause, and move on, never thinking about me again. Would anyone care if I disappeared? Mr. Clearance surely wouldn't. I was iffy about Levi with the secret he had been keeping from me since we first met. The secret that my own father who I was living with at that very moment was a supposed murderer. So obviously he wouldn't care if I was dead.

There was one person that crossed my mind at that moment that I knew would care. Yes, I knew my grandma would have. I know Bri would have, and the rest of her family... But the specific person that crossed my mind was Drake. I knew Drake would never want me to do this. He was so tenderhearted and caring, and was the kind of person who wouldn't want to see a scratch or tear from anyone. Especially those he loved. I knew he loved me. I could see it in the way he looked at me, the way he seemed so sorry earlier when he had been telling me about moving. I could hear the pain in his voice, and he almost looked as though he were about to cry. I knew that if he were here now, he'd travel the world just to make sure I'm safe and feeling okay again. But he wasn't here. In fact, if he were, I wouldn't had been so heartbroken. My soul and belief in anything and everything wouldn't be hanging by a thread. I'd actually be sneaking out or already would have to get away from Mr. Clearance and go back to live with the Bretmans. But now I couldn't. Because of a stupid car accident. The same unfortunate, inevitable crisis that killed Bri. My only, and best friend.

In a fuss of sudden anger, I nearly jumped off the bed, ready to sneak out before I could change my mind. I didn't care if Mr. Clearance was still awake. I'd be gone soon anyways, I assumed.

I grabbed my darkest hoodie to hide in the night, along with some black leggings and black converse I had. I brought nothing with me. I didn't even know where I was going or what I was going to do, but first I just had to focus on getting out without getting caught.

Standing silently, holding my breath in the hall near the edge of the stairs, I listened for Mr. Clearance. I heard his feet as he walked across the kitchen and heard a door open and then close. I knew where he was. He had gone down into the basement. To do what? Who knows, but now was my perfect chance!

I traveled swiftly but quietly down the stairs, realizing he was now below me and could hear the slightest creak or stomp. Pausing as I got to the bottom of the stairs to listen for him, I heard silence, and caught my breath again as I crept the rest of the way over to the front door where I slowly opened the handle, swung myself outside, and quietly shut the heavy wooden door behind me. I sighed a breath of relief as I threw my hood over my head, and headed down the porch steps, entering the yard as the dead grass crunched beneath my feet. I peeked over at Levi's house. All the lights were off. He must have already gone to bed and his mom was probably working a graveyard shift.

My deep thoughts were cut off as I heard a loud, and frightening yap from Sundae. My whole body jumped, as I turned around. I could see his eyes peeking through the gate. It's like he knew what my intentions were. It's like he knew I wasn't coming back this time.