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Chapter 20

~Camille~
It has been a long time. Probably months. We never stopped walking, unless any of us really needed to, or we needed to sleep. It's been none stop. We have been walking for about probably 5 months, and we just entered Nevada. I know. Crazy. We wal slow, like we're miserable. We don't want people we don't know try to help us. Yeah, we got help from Ashley and Alesa, but that was because we would have died without them.
"Are we there yet?" Karisma moaned. Man she is impatient.
"Well, we just entered Nevada. So no." I said. She moaned again. I rolled my eyes.
"Stop complaining! You risked your life for me. These are the consequences." I said. She looked at me.
"True. Very true." I smiled. My new family is just making me happy, even though we are like homeless children. People have actually tried to give us money, but we declined, only because we knew we didn't need it. We had a bunch of food left, but not much. I checked sometimes. Now, we have 5 apples left, 3 bananas, a 12 pack of Coke(good job Chris!) 4 water bottles and a little packet of gum. I am just longing for some Canadian candy. I did grow up in Toronto, with Shawn. Then when I found out he was moving, I begged my parents so we moved out here too. If you have been wondering about my education, I was supposed to start school, but I didn't. Oh well.
"We have to make it to San Francisco. Then I'll beg someone to get us." I said. We're entering Cali, and we have to make it across to San Francisco then I'll call someone up. I don't wanna explain what happened in between that time period, because nothing happened.
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We arrived somewhere in San Diego. That wasn't our goal, but who gives a shit. We're in California. That's good, right? We're sitting at a random cafe table, just trying to calm our tired feet. I called Shawn on my almost dead phone.
"Camille! When am I gonna see you again?" He begged me when he answered.
"Soon if you come pick me up." I said.
"Where are you?"
"Somewhere in San Diego." I said.
"Street?" He asked.
"(Fake street) 38th on Kirtam." I answered.
"I'm-" But then my phone died.
"I think Shawn's coming." I said. They all cheered. We sat and waited. It was nice not to walk 24-7. I looked through the streets, noticing every little thing. There was an old lady hobbling around. There was a beautiful with blue hair walking towards us. There was another beautiful girl with red hair walking toward us. One on each side. I realized it was Alesa and Ashley. I waved at them. The just smirked. They looked across the street, and there was our parents.
"Guys something is seriously wrong!" I yelled. The bolted up.
"How did they know we're here!?" Kirsten said.
"I don't know." I answered. Then Ashley and Alesa pulled out guns. So did our parents.
"Shit!" I yelled. We had no where to run. We were cornered.
"There is no where to go! Just come with us!" My mom yelled.
"Not in a million years!" Crawford yelled back.
"Fine!" My dad yelled. He shot at Karisma. The bullet hit her in the right arm. My mom shot at Chris. He got to shot in the leg and stomach.
"No!" I screamed! I ran to Chris and tried to help. My hands got all bloody. I stood up to face Ashley.
"No where to go. Just come." She said.
"Never!" I yelled at her. She pushed me hard at the hardwood table. Before I blacked out, she shot me in the stomach. I screamed. But I was out.