chapter 19

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Peter's P.O.V

Faith started packing a backpack. She wasn't even going to tell her family at all that she's leaving. I looked at Felix and he shrugged. I turned into my green smoke and appeared in front of Faith.

"Why aren't you going to tell your family?"

She sighed, "I can leave as well as you and Felix. But my family won't be able to. So if I tell them they would try to come. I don't want their memories erased. Please believe me on that."

I sighed and nodded, "Alright. Felix and I will start packing."

"Pack what? You only have those clothes from the old box of Henry's and Felix doesn't have anything really."

"Hey, I resent that." Felix said.

"Sorry." Faith said and started packing again.

"Whatever you like to say, lost girl." Felix said.

Faith slammed the closet door which caused me to jump. She looked at Felix and glared. If looks were able to kill, he would be dead by now.

"Don't call me that, Felix."

"Sorry..."

"How about no more lost girl sayings? Maybe that might calm the flames." I said. They both sighed and nodded.

Faith grabbed her backpack and grabbed a wooden sword from her bedside. The handle had a sketch of a dream catcher on it, her name in the middle of it. She slipped it into her backpack and we all hurried out. Felix left his staff behind. We hurried down the steps of the apartment building and hurried down the street toward the entrance of the town. We stopped at the white line. Faith went over first. Nothing happened. I went next..Nothing. Felix did the same and we were all fine. We ran down the road.

"Wouldn't we need a car?" I asked.

"Funny thing...I can't drive." Faith said sheepishly.

"Oh....well just a thought." I said. She nodded.

Faith's P.O.V

Totally forgot about the car thing. Guess I'm making things up as we practically save myself the curse. Great...saving myself. I'm selfish. Peter is willing to help me because he cares more than my father believes..Felix just follows Peter..This is actually not making much sense anyway...neither has my life.

We mostly kept walking until we got to an end of a town, which was mid morning. Cars drove around, honking away to the guy in front of them. We searched for a taxi. I'm hoping it'll be able to drive us to New York before tonight. We spotted one with its yellow color. We ran over.

"Excuse me sir, mind taking us to New York?" I asked.

The man looked up from his paper, his eyes questioning us.

"We're heading to meet a friend." Felix said.

"Hm...well, fine. It's not that busy anyway. So fine. Hop in." the man said.

We hopped inside. The taxi drove around the cars so easily without fail. I leaned back. I started to slowly close my eyes, which I did as the darkness took over me. I actually felt peace sleeping now, peace that I haven't had in so long.

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I awoke on a bed. I sat up. It looked to be a motel. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. The room was painted green with a light shade of green curtains. The window was closed alright with the curtains closed. There was a nightstand between the beds and a desk on the far wall. A light was on the nightstand. Nothing see me weird, well to me that is. I stood up and walked to the window outside. To my surprise...we were at New York. I looked around the room for Peter and Felix. Not in sight. I walked out of the room after grabbing the wooden sword, tying the strap to me. The doors were a white as well as the walls. The carpet was a caramel color. I hopped into the elevator to the first floor and walked around the lobby. I found Peter. No Felix.

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