Good Luck Hiding

Chapter 11

Cil's POV:

 I watch Mason pull out of the driveway and cross my arms. It's cold outside. I don't trust Mason, at all but he seems a lot nicer than I thought he would be. He just seems like a troubled man who had a rough childhood.

Would you listen to yourself? You're actually considering becoming friends with the man who murdered your mum. I shake my head and bite on my bottom lip. I look down at my arms and see that The cold has chilled me and now little bumps cover my skin. I shiver and turn around. I start heading towards the house, my head bent down as I look at the floor. Should I give Mason another chance? He just did what he had to do.. But it was my mom..

I was so lost in my thoughts that I run into something hard when I try to enter the house. I thought it was a wall but as I look up I see it was Cole.

"Hey baby, are you okay? What did Mason do.." He frowns and I shake my head and give him a half-hearted smile.

"Well, he killed my mum... But other than that he hasn't done anything. To me at least. I was just thinking." I frown down at my feet. He puts his  hands on both of my cheeks and smiles down  at me.

"You're beautiful, you know?" I give a small smile and stand on my tippy toes to kiss him.

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The car is all packed up and we're ready to go. Cole gets in te driver's seat and I the passenger. I look out the window as he pulls out of te drive way. Goodbye home. I am going to miss this house, but I cannot say the same about this city. I have too many sad, bad memories here. It will be good to start over. Goodbye Mum... Mum!!

"Cole!" I say urgently. He slams on the brakes and lets out a gasp.

"What? What's wrong Priscilla?" I give him a small smile.

"I want to say bye to Mum..." I see his expression soften and he nods once. we pull into the parking lot of the cemetery and I take a deep breath before exiting the car. Cole and I walk the long walk it takes to get to her grave, hand in hand. 

We get there and I kneel down and kiss the soil beneath my knees. I feel Cole kneel down beside me and I smile. 

"Goodbye, Mom. I love you so much. I'm sorry I failed You." I mumbled. I looked over at Cole to see his eyes closed and his lips slightly moving. I guess he was talking to my mom too. It started raining so Cole and I ran to the car as fast as we could.

Once we got In the car Cole turned to look at me and said, "Ready to go?" I smiled and nodded quickly. He chuckled and pulled out of the parking lot.

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We've been driving for about four hours. It was getting dark out. Cole and I had switched places while driving and now his head rested on the window, his eyes closed. His hand was intertwined in mine and our hands rested on my thigh. I look over at him and can't help but smile. I always thought he looked absolutely gorgeous when he slept. His eyebrows were furrowed slightly and a small smile tugged on his lips. I brought our hands up to my lips and kissed him softly. 

 Some shitty song by Nicki Manaj came on the radio and I immediately turned it off. I sighed out loud. "What has happened to this country's taste in music?" I mutter to myself before rolling my eyes. Don't get me wrong, I like some recent music, but most I think is pure shit. I am a big fan of Miley Cyrus. I think it's amazing how she has the whole"I don't give a rat's ass about you or your opinion' attitude but I think she tries too hard not to care.

 My mom always liked Miley. I used to be obsessed with Hannah Montana so some of the songs just stuck with my mom, she has a lot of Miley's songs on her iPod. One song my mom really liked was "The Climb". I remember her and I used to turn that song on, roll the windows down, and sing as loudly, and as horribly, as we could. When the song was over we'd always laugh at the poor person who had to hear us's face.