A Daylight Ride

A Daylight Ride chp.34

CHATER 34

*******JACE'S POV*******

Why was I alive?

 Why was I suffering like this?

Why was I putting up with all this crap in my life?

 It had been two months. Two frikin moths here and I was beginning to lose it! I hadn't seen Carmen, she hadn't bothered to visit and I wasn't even sure if she still loved me! I certainly loved her. Obviously she didn't care enough to come visit or even call! I couldn't stand it here with all of these damn people. All of them were rude and all of them teased me about either Carmen or just plain anything. The head of our dorm even sent me to counseling! The stupid man said I was in denial but what did he know, he didn't know what I went through! I'm seriously in so much pain from being away from Carmen I'm thinking of killing myself. Why should I put up with all of this? I lost everything important in my life and now it's just hell taking all of this crap from these guys! I was going to kill myself so I didn't have to suffer anymore. I was going to do it tomorrow. Tomorrow night, all of the boys were going to see the statue of liberty. All except for me. I didn't want to go, I didn't have to go, there was no point of going and besides, now I had other plans. I was going to hang myself from the four poser bed. They had some rope near the fire escape so I was going to use that. Hopefully if Carmen ever came, she would understand. Hopefully I would see her again soon.

*******CARMEN'S POV*******

I was locked in my room again. Two months, it had been two months since Jace was forced to leave and I wasn't any better. I hardly spoke to my parents and when I did, it was only a few words. My parents had forced me to get my learners permit so I knew how to drive now. I was only a few months away from sixteen so hopefully I could go see Jace. Still, it was killing me inside that I couldn't see him. It felt like part of me had died. Sometimes I doubted if Jace still loved me. He hadn't called and he hadn't written so who knows, maybe he had moved on. Although it killed me a little more, I just hoped he was happy and was doing ok. As long as he was happy, I know I could get on a little further but I would never know that if I didn't see him. I needed to see Jace. I needed to see him soon otherwise; I was going to go crazy and totally lose it. I wasn't far from losing it though. If I went a few more days without seeing Jace I would go mad. My parents had been more strict than usual about keeping me from seeing or talking to Jace. They still thought he was a bad influence on me even though obviously I wasn't doing well with him leaving so I don't know why they kept it up! Every time I tried to sneak out to see Jace or even call him, they would catch me and punish me in some way or another; although it didn't make much of a difference. I didn't care if they punished me. They already took away the one most important thing in my life; they couldn't ruin my life any more than they already did. I even tried to get out through the window in my room but ever since I was kidnapped, my parents had put a lock on it so I couldn't open it. Luckily it didn't have a combination but I couldn't find the key. My parents had hidden it well. I just needed to try and pick the lock somehow.

I decided to try to get out again. What else could my parents do to me? They had already taken away phone privileges, TV, computer and even set a curfew. It wasn't like I did any of those things anyway. I had no one to call, I didn't watch TV anyway, I had no reason to use my computer and I wasn't going to go anywhere anyway.

 I got of my couch and wrote a message on the whiteboard on the outside of my bedroom door

'Went to bed, don't bother me'

I walked back into the room and locked the door behind me. That was another thing I had used to my advantage. My parents had put a lock on my door. It had a key but I stole it from my parents so they couldn't get into my room. I felt bad sometimes but I didn't care about my parents anymore. They already ruined my life and I hated them for that.

I grabbed my purse off my desk and put my phone and wallet inside it. My parents had been dumb enough to take away phone privileges but they didn't take my cell phone.

 I walked up to the window and looked at the lock. It was worth a shot

I took a bobby pin out of my hair and stuck it in the lock. I fiddled with it for a second before it clicked open. I smiled to myself and opened the window. It was already sunset so I had to hurry if I was going to get back before my parents suspected anything.

I quietly slipped out the window and landed on the roof top. I closed the window and smiled bigger. It worked, I got out!

 I slipped down and jumped to the ground. I looked at the now abanded house where Mark and his mom used to live. I shuddered at the thought of Mark. I was a little curious about what happened to him. I wonder if the police ever caught Jace's dad. I hoped so but I hadn't seen anything in the news yet. Sometimes it felt a little unsafe here alone without Jace with me. He had always protected me and now that he wasn't here and I wasn't talking to my parents, I felt lonely at times.

 I walked out of the gate in the yard and ran down the street to the nearest taxi stop. I waved my hand and a taxi pulled up.

I recognized him as a driver that my parents usually took

I got in the cab and closed the door

"Carmen is that you?" he said

"Yeah, it's me, listen I need to get somewhere but my parents can't know"

"Well...alright I take you there I guess" he said turning around

I told him the address of the foster home and he drove away from the curb.

"Is there any reason in particular you're going to a foster home?" he asked turning a corner

"Umm, I visiting an old friend"

"Oh, well alright" he said and turned his attention back to the road

I turned and looked out the window

'Don't worry Jace, I'm coming' I thought to myself