The 4:11 Train

The Boy

"Finn. Come on, you have a magazine shoot today. Quit being a dick and let's go." A taller boy who looked almost like the boy said.
"Nick, I haven't slept in days. I can't keep doing this. I'm exhausted and stressed." The boy said before sighing loudly.
"No Finn. I did not fly to Philly for you to sit here and not do this shoot. You're lucky I even came with you. Let's go. "
"No. I'm not going. I'm tired of this. I've been doing this for so long. I just need a break."
"Finn! You're 19 years old! You're an adult! Start acting like it! I'm leaving to the set. I'll tell them you're gonna run a little late. You better be there within the hour." The older boy left the hotel room.
       The boy grabbed his phone and looked up a train schedule. He saw that there was a train going over an hour away, and he knew he wanted to take it. He didn't know what he would do when he got there. He put all of the stuff he had brought back into the suitcase. He put on a dark beanie and sunglasses to attempt to disguise himself. He wrote a note on the hotel stationary.

Hey Nick,
      Listen bud. I'm catching a train to somewhere else. I need to take a break for a little bit. I'm sorry, but I need to take care of myself. I love you my brother. Don't worry about me. I'll get home eventually. I'll text mom and dad what's happening.

Love, Finn.

     The boy left the hotel room and went through the lobby quickly. He pulled up Maps on his phone and realized the train station he needed was only about a block away. So he walked. And when he got there, he began to feel free. He became freer by the second. The station was large and a little hard to navigate but he eventually got the hang out it. He had never even heard of where he was going, but as long as it was away from the horrid shoots and non stop press.

He took the 4:11 train to Thorndale.