Run away

7. Hide and Seek

Jack was standing in the door way, breathing fast like he just ran a marathon. Are you going to tell me what is going on, first you push me up the stairs and then you Shh me, and then to top that off you ran without any warning." He sat on the bed and smiled, "did my breath stink that bad?" He laughed and I tried but I felt sick.

" we need to get out of here now, I'll explain everything later when we're away from here."

"You are not telling me anything! What do you expect?" He was getting frustrated and I understood why.

We went to the coffee shop and we were both quiet for a little until he broke the silence. Are you going to tell me?" He looked into my eyes searching for answers.

"My dad is trying to find us, my mom and I... he found my mom. I can't go back to the motel, he is looking for me now." I looked at my coffee mug and glided my thumb over the handle. His mouth was opened and his eyes were wide, he wasn't ready to hear it. I wasn't planning on ever telling him but now I'm desperate for someone to talk to.

"I didnt..." he was searching for words, he looked around the store trying to find them. He stopped and looked at me, he grabbed my hand. I felt like I was gonna fall apart but I held myself together. I needed to leave, I turned around and saw my worst nightmare, he stood there looking at the menu. He glanced at me clueless and took a few minutes to realize who I was. His pores leaking alcohol, the smell was stuck to him. He smirked and waved innocently. I couldn't feel any part of my body.

"I need to go now." I got up and brushed myself off casually. I opened the door and flinched when the bell on top of the door rang, I looked back and he watched me step out. Jack walked in my view and looked at me. He took the doors weight and I put my arm down, he knew I was here everything was hopeless.

"That was him, I could tell by your face... come with me." He grabbed my hand tightly and walked faster than I could run. We stood in front of a house 4th in from the road. I didn't know what was so important about this house. He pulled out keys and it hit me, he brought me to his home.

"I cant, I'll put you in danger." I tried pulling away and leaving but he grabbed me before I could step off his porch. "You don't under-" it was his turn to cut me off he thought.

"My grandma went to a seniors home, don't worry about it. There are two rooms... but you know if you wanna sleep with me." He smiled, I smiled back to make him feel better.

"Your not that lucky." I winked imitating him and his smile grew. He put his hand out on the little of my back and guided me in.

"It's not much but it is pretty good for one person... or two." He looked at me and closed the door. "Kitchen is over there," he pointed his finger to the left, "this is the living room," to the left of us was a worn black leather couch, we walked into a hallway, " bathroom to your left, your bedroom to the right and mine is at the end... if you wondering." He winked and laughed at his own joke, he sat on the couch and grabbed the remote. "Wanna join me in some football?" I sat down on the other side of the couch and he slid over closer, he through his arm around me. He turned the television on, a few minutes later his head was resting on my shoulder and he lightly snored.

I could only think of the haunting smirk he gave, he knew he was going to win; I knew he was going to win. I fell asleep from exhausting my self from thinking so hard.

I was lying on the floor, I couldn't move anything but my head. I turned my head to my right and saw a familiar face. High cheek bones, slim face... dead brown eyes. Mother laid there staring blankly at me. I screamed but nothing came out.

I woke up to the sun on my face, the warmth that soothed me. I looked at the ceiling, a light knock at the door.

"Are you okay? I'm coming in." The door opened and jack walked in with a tray of waffles. He sat at the end of my bed handing my the food. He smiled, but he must have heard me from my nightmare by the worry in his eyes. "I'm gonna go back to bed." He smiled and rubbed my leg.