Stalker

Chapter 17

You: We should not tell anyone we are leaving, not even the slightest hint. Leave our phones here so they can't track us. Take buses to Colorado. Or North Dakota.

Far enough from this hell called Salem, Virginia.

Colby: When do we leave?

You: 2 months from today. We need to start raising money.

Colby: How exactly are we going to do that?

You: I don't know.

Colby: I have an idea but your not gonna like it.

You: What is it?

Colby: Ask Brennen.

You: No. No one van know where we are going.

Colby: We don't have to tell him just say we messed up and we need money. He's practically rich, he's robbed so many banks, you can't even keep track of them.

You: Fine.

Colby: I'll text him.

Colby: Brennen, meet me at Graystone Park, now.

Brennen: okay, on my way now.

Colby: He's on his way

You: okay.

Colby: I didn't say I wasn't gonna hurt him for tricking you.

You: Colby don't, he's stronger than you.

Colby: I'm at least gonna yell at him, he's not gonna do that to you and get off the hook simply because he's stronger than me.

Brennen pulls in with his truck and gets pit and runs over to you and Colby.

Brennen: What's wrong little bro?

Colby looks at him with complete anger and punches him in the nose, making his nose bleed.

You: Colby! What did we say!

Brennen: I deserved that.

Colby: Damn right you did.

Brennen: I was just trying to help.

You: Brennen: You actually can help us.

Brennen: When? Tonight around 10?

Colby: Don't make me kill you.

You: No you sick freak we just need some money.

Brennen: oh. What makes you think I would want to help you two after Mr. Tough guy over here just punched me.

You: Because your Mr. Tough guy's older brother.

Brennen: I'll do it. Under one condition.

You: What.

Brennen: You, Me, my place, tonight.

Colby: Hell to the no.

You: Colby, it's the only way.

Colby: We can think of something else.

You: No we can't this is the only way we can do this.

Brennen: If it makes you feel better, I can act like Colby.

You turn back to Brennen. As much as you hated to admit it, this was the only way you could leave.

You: Deal.