Les Twins' Princess

Figuring it Out

Chloe's pov ~

Three buses and an hour walk later, I was in an unknown city. Walking around like a lost puppy trying to find its owner. A painful spike hit me right in my heart causing me to stop dead in my tracks, I've been getting these ever since I left my boys. Only leading me to believe that it was Laurent and Larry that were feeling this pain, guilt like no other floods through me. This is for the best Chloe, you know that, it has to be this way. You're getting them away from Rider, they'll live the rest of their life care free and without worrying about someone trying to kill them. They're probably already out partying the night away, celebrating that they won't have to worry about you anymore. Now I know that these things I'm saying are probably false, but it's the only way that I'll stick to my plan and keep them safe. I have to make myself believe that they hate me, to make myself alright with the fact that I left them.

A small cafe catches my eye, the thought of food causes a monstrous growl to come from my stomach. I guess I need food. Walking into the cafe I set myself down on one of the counter stools, setting my bags down on the seat beside me. Letting out a deep breath I glance around and notice that I'm the only one here, looking at the clock pinned to the wall it reads 3:00 in the morning, figures why nobody's in here. "Hold on just a second I'll be right with you." I nearly jump up out of my skin hearing a girl's voice right next to me, looking up I see a girl with aqua hair smiling brightly at me. Nodding slightly she passes me a menu before disappearing behind a metal swinging door. My anxiety around people slowly starts to creep up on me making my breaths come out in pants, keep it together Chloe, you're alright. Bringing Laurent's sweater up to my nose I inhale deeply letting Laurent's smell calm my frazzled nerves, taking a hold of Larry's hat I take a deep whiff of that too, allowing both of my brother's scents to calm me completely. Once my breathing was back to its normal pace I start looking over the laminated piece of paper. My mouth instantly started to water, everything looks so good! Suddenly tears fill my vision, Larry used to make me all of these things. The menu starts to shake violently when my hands tremble, a loud sob echos around the cafe causing me to snap my mouth shut.

"Hey sweetie, what's wrong?" again the girl's sudden appearance beside me makes me let out a yelp in surprise. "Oh, I'm sorry baby didn't mean to frighten you." she giggles before putting out her hand for me to shake, hesitantly taking one of my hands from Larry's wolf hat I lightly grasped her soft hand and shake it. "M-my name's Chloe." hearing my small voice she smiles, "Name's Anna, nice to meet you Chloe."

"Ugh, it's n-nice to meet you t-too." I meant to smile but by the look of concern that crossed Anna's face it most likely looked like a grimace. How can I possibly smile when I'm not with Larry and Laurent, without them my inner walls are rebuilding themselves. Turning me into the unsocial girl I once was, that lonely and unloved homeless girl. I must have been so buried in my thoughts because I didn't even notice when Anna left to cook my food. Pulling out my phone I'm met with an abundance of missed texts, calls, and face times all of them being from Laurent and Larry. Looking at my home screen somewhat of a smile crosses my face before disappearing it was a picture of Larry, Laurent, and me all making funny faces. Laurent kissing my cheek while crossing his eyes, Larry doing his fishy face, and me curling my lip while my eyes too were crossed. I remembered this day, we were on a plane to Manchester and Laurent kept begging me to take a picture of all of us because he was bored. A fresh wave of tears poured down my cheeks, leaving the boys is a lot harder than I first thought. I thought it would be like leaving my mom, without pain and sadness, shoot when I left I didn't even shed a single tear. So how is this situation different? Maybe it's because I knew my mother wouldn't give a damn if I left her or not, I already knew before I ran away that she wouldn't even take the time out of her day to come and look for me.