Chapter 7

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"Are you a German?"

"Yeah."

"Did you tell your mom you were leaving?"

"No."

"So you're a runaway?"

"Yup."

"When did you leave?"

"Last night."

"Have you selpt since then?"

"Nope."

"Have you eaten since then?"

"A little."

"A little? Aren't you hungry?"

"Aren't you tired of asking all these questions?" I stop walking and look at him. He stops as well and peers at me. His dark eyes pierce me and I try to shove the feeling away. Jexton is a couple inches shorter than me. His face is expressionless as he shakes his head. "I just wanna get to know you. I haven't seen someone around my age in a while."

"So... how old are you?" The question seemed to pop up in my head, but I the information.  Jexton answered without hesitation, "15. But I'm turning 16 soon... I think."  As we continue to walk, I think about what to say next.

"You think?" Going with my common response to anything out of the ordinary. "Yeah, well running away has been most of my worries. I lose track of what day it is, heck I don't even know how many hours it's been." I laugh, slightly amused but as the sound came out, I couldn't help but wonder how long it has been since I'd done that. 

"Farrah?" I cocked my head toward him and found him looking at me strangly. "Hm?"  "Do you space out often?" tilting my head, I questioned him silently. "You can't take hints, can you? Why do you space out?" oh, he was trying to be nice about my unusual habit. "I tend to go into deep thought a lot, I'm quite an over thinker." Jexton nodded, knowingly. I motioned for us to walk again, taking small steps forward. "What are you thinking about?" he asked and I fiddled with the pendant on my necklace- another strange habit of mine. I stared down at the necklace and smiled a small smile. "My dad. I never met him. And my mom," I look up at the sky and my smile vanishes at my use of the word "Mom. She must be worried sick." 

Jexton followed me and soon was at my side again. "I do that sometimes, too. Think about my parents. I miss my mother a lot... but I can't let the dread of her memory keep me from doing what I have to do." I grinned at him and nodded. I had many responses to that statement; but I didn't want to make a mistake and say the wrong thing. The longing for a friend was real and I didn't want to lose him after having him for such a short amount of time. When would be the next time I meet someone of my own age? And befriend them at that?

"You never told me how old you were." Jexton added and I slowed my pace. "I'm 16." my voice was small but my answer was firm. I turn my head to him and my heart leaps at the sight of his smile. "What?" I ask between giggles. Jexton shakes his head and continues to smile- a big smile of fondness. It is beautiful.

"You seem to know exactly where you're going." I say, trying to catch up to him as he turns yet another corner. He stopped walking and waited for me to catch up. I place my hand on his shoulder to steady myself; but quickly yank it off when he looks at me. "Sorry..." I mumble. He ignores my apology and begins walking again. "Why do you say that?" Jexton asks soon after. "Say what?" I question back. "That I know exactly where I'm going." I shrug even though he cannot see me and drag my feet against the gravel road we have been walking on for the past hour. "I don't know, you've been turning on all these corners and going along these paths like it's a book you've read a thousand times." he inhales and exhales loudly without responding and I grow a little suspicious. 

"Are you alright? I mean, you're not as talkative as you were before." I interject after yet another five-or-so minutes of silence. "Yeah... Just a little hungry. You can never find good food sources around here." I smile at my next remark. "Maybe you should write out a complaint... sue the Government." I couldn't help my laughter; and my stomach fluttered when I heard Jexton's giggles as well. The joke was so stupid, but it was all I could think of.

This boy seems so sweet and innocent... but I don't know if I can trust him.

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