Runaway

We signed up for this mission with four other people. Neither of us had a life to live over here so why not. It started 7 years ago when we both told our parents.

7 years ago:

Ty: Come on we cannot hide it anymore.

John: We have known each other for 7 years and we have hidden it the whole time. I agree there is no more hiding it. Which family first?

Ty: Why not both at the same time?

John: Then we can just get it over with. I agree.

Ty: We can make dinner for them tonight and then tell them.

John: What if it does not go well?

Ty: You will still have me.

John: And you will have me.

Ty reaches over and kisses me. This was our hiding spot, the area where there was nothing to hide. We walked hand and hand back to our houses making sure to let go when we got close. Keeping this secret was hard for both of us. When we go to our homes, we decided dinner could be made at mine because my parents let me cook anyways. Dinner would be chicken, mashed potatoes, and vegetables. Very simple, but perfect.

Ty: Hey, mom. We are going to play video games. Dinner will be ready in an hour and John's family is coming over to eat.

Ty's mother: Okay, sweetie. I will set the table for an extra three people.

Ty: Thanks.

See she loves us now. John took my hand, when everyone was out of sight, and took me to my room. We turned on the television but never picked up the controllers. My hands were shaking too bad. His hands were also shaking, neither of us liked not knowing the future. For one thing, the future involved us together whether it was without our families or whether it included them. The next hour was slow, but it was over and everyone started to arrive. He packed an emergency bag and he kissed me on more time before headed down. With the emergency bag placed by the door, we all sat down to eat. Halfway through dinner, John squeezed my leg and I knew it was time. We both stood with our hands linked.

Ty: We have something to tell you all. Something very important.

(In a quiet voice) John: Just shut up and kiss me. It will get the message across.

That is exactly what I did. I turned to him and kissed him. Our families looked at us not with love but with hatred. They began to throw food at us. An apple hit me in the head. They we also shouting and screaming.

Ty's Father: I thought you liked to play football. What about your scholarship!?

John's Father: I never want you to step foot in my home again!

Ty's mother and John's mother: Just get out!

We turned and ran out the door with our bag on my back. The only place we had to go to was the abandoned junkyard, our hiding spot. There was a bus we could hide out in and neither of our parents even know about the area. Snow began to fall as we approached the old, rusty bus. Both of us were covered in food and in tears. That was the opposite of what we wanted to happen. Inside the bus, we wipe off the food with bottles of water and old rags. It reavealed red marks and some cuts from the cutlery they threw. I turned on our battery powered heater and we just sit there.

John: Well, I guess this home for now.

Ty: I guess so.

John: We need to go back to school one more time to gather the things in our lockers. Remember the things we put in there just in case this happened.

Ty: Yeah I do remember. We can go tomorrow and never turn back.

John: We have to stick together because one of our parents, probably one of our mothers, will come to get us.

Ty: We have the same classes so that is pretty easy.

John: Okay, plans set. All we have to do now, is make it through the night.

We ended up sleeping on a bed we made of bus seats and in the morning we got ready for school. We had to make everything look normal in order to get through the rest of the day without anyone noticing a change. He took my hand and we walked to school. Luckily, we made it right before the first bell for homeroom and we slipped inside. All the kids were whispering but when we came near they stopped. Instead of trying to talk, we just went into the hall til the bell rung. We went to our lockers and grabbed our things. The rest of the day was fine until we reached fifth period. John got called down to the office, so I took his hand and we walked together. Before we reached it though we stopped because his mother was sitting there. We turned to walk out of the school and she got up to follow, we went faster. She started to chase us and we ran faster. Now, she was shouting something. Something like, "We can fix it. I got help!" We just kept running and running being careful not to lead her to our bus home. Eventually we lost her and went back to our bus making sure to cover our tracks.

Ty: We can never go back.

John: I know.