The Runaways

Chapter Fifty-Two - More Tired Than Usual Which Is Saying A Lot

Waking up the next morning was hard. Waking up is always hard for me in the first place, I usually only feel like I've gotten half an hour of sleep because of how hard it is for me to get into R.E.M sleep. But now that I'm waking up with the sinking realization that I had an infant die in my arms last night was making waking up this morning so much harder than it usually is. So much crap has happened to me in the past week, I haven't even had the chance to process the fact I just saw my brother for the first time in fourteen years and he's a Syndicate so that's great.

I sat up from where I had laid down on the floor and my back felt like it was going to collapse in on itself. I wanted to try and crack it but last time I did that I ended up straining a muscle in my back. I sighed knowing that today we would have to leave, there was no baby to take care of anymore and staying here when other people in this town could use it wasn't exactly the right thing to do. I just pray we leave before Remington gets back. I really don't want to see his face again especially right now. Real nice of him to help us out too.

I slowly stood up and walked over to the door where I guessed everyone else was since I was the only one inside. I opened the door seeing everyone sitting around outside talking. Corban whipped his head around to smile at me and say good morning. I don't think that he notices that I've noticed how overly friendly he is to me. I don't mind it, I bet he's just overly excited to have someone other than a brain dead idiot in his life. No offense to Reece and Elias but they lack... a lot and everyone is aware about how mentally stunted Remington is.

"You're not going to sleep in at all?" Elias asked, "You look tired and we all just woke up too..."

"When I wake up I wake up. My brain doesn't work like that anymore." I said as I sat down next to Cleveland, "Anyways we should probably plan out where we're going now. We have no baby anymore so I wanna get out of these peoples hair."

"Your sure you don't wanna take a break Warren?" Cleveland asked.

I sighed and put my hands on my face and dragged them down, "I don't know... I just feel bad taking up this space. These people are too nice."

"We can take a break for a day Warren it won't hurt anyone." Cleveland said.

"It will hurt Norah." I muttered bitterly.

"Who?" Reece asked.

"Well you're going to hurt yourself if you keep pushing yourself." Cleveland said in a quiet voice.

"We're already so far off track Cleveland." I sighed, "I just can't sit here and get sidetracked anymore."

I looked up at Cleveland as he sat there biting his lip looking down nervously, he usually does that when he's too nervous too say something, "What are you thinking?"

"Well... I kinda want a day to just... settle down... I'm sorry I don't want to be selfish I just. So much has happened, and I just need a day where I'm not worried about something and I haven't had that in so long. I know your really worried about Norah and I want her back just as much as you do I just can't— I just want to relax for a day... I hope that's okay— I'm sorry I just need a day to digest. I'm sorry I'm sorry—"

"Cleveland it's fine. If you need a day it's fine I understand." I said after cutting him off. Cleveland often feels guilty when he shares his feelings and it often comes out in a shaking and over apologetic voice like it did just now. I wish I could get it through to him that he needs to speak up more about how he feels so I don't feel guilty not knowing if I'm pushing him too far or not. "Thank you for telling me."

"Are you sure?" Cleveland asked.

"Yes. How your feeling is just as important as how I am. You forget that a lot." I said, I turned to look at Corban who had started a conversation with Blake, Reece, and Elias to avoid the awkwardness of me and Cleveland bickering like a married couple, "Corban can I talk to you inside, please?"