《The boy down the river》Chapter 12
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(Marco's POV)
"You really think that.....?" I muttered softly, "Of course I do!" Reed responded quietly. I turned his head to face me and placed my lips on his.
"Marco this isn't the time, we're about to go into a big, creepy forest." Reed mumbled while lightly pushing me away. "Ah sorry! I wasn't thinking." I said, awkwardly.
Suddenly I heard a couple shouts, "Hey lovebirds! We're coming with you!" "I guess we have to walk with the losers...." "Oh cheer up, at least the fire didn't get to our rooms before the whole building got burnt down." "Wait up! I can't run with this leg!" Yuni, Inni, Mark, Luke and Parker.
Parker had a burn-mark on his right leg, it looked painful. "First off, who are you all? Secondly the blondie tried to drown Marco." Reed said, coldly. His eyes suddenly turning lifeless. "What?! I didn't do that!" Luke and Parker yelled together, "We may hate these dorks but we wouldn't go that far!" Reed pinched the bridge of his nose, evidently annoyed. "No.... Not you. The girl." Mark, Luke and Parker's eyes widened. "W-what? You. You can't be..... serious.... right......?" Luke muttered, seemingly confused and scared of Yuni. "I'm sorry....." Yuni mumbled.
"Why is your leg burned?"
Silence.
"Do you miss the orphanage?" Inni asked.
I thought for a few moments.
The orphanage was where I met my friends, any good memories that wasn't made by Reed was made in those stone walls. I was given a home when my mother left me because she was going to be executed by the king for being what she was.
But then again.
I was put through years of torture by Miss Travis. The past was behind me and I didn't ever want to go through even glancing at the hellhole I used to call, 'Home'. I was going to find a new life, with Reed. We could run away. Away from the tyranny of Miss Travis.
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"No."
"Good, because you'll never have too see it again. It burned down to the ground. I don't know what happened exactly, but a siren-hunter came in and then left, right before the place burned down. So no more orphanage, I guess. I don't think anyone else escaped the flames. I mean maybe someone did." Inni said, bluntly.
Someone.
Someone.
Miss Travis?
'Maybe. But nobody saw her escape. There was no way she could get out. Right?' I thought to myself.
"Well there probably isn't any other than us." I concluded, finalising my decision.
"Now are we going or not?" I said as I walked into the forest following the river again. Everyone followed. I looked at Reed as if to say, 'Can we leave the riverside?' and he nodded in approval. Soon we must have gotten lost, the woods got darker and darker.
"Can we rest already dork? Have you even noticed that we've lost the river now? We're tired and need rest." Mark yelled from behind. I gave him a death stare and he gave me one back, "I think we should, Marco." I heard Reed say. "Ok fine then." I agreed, irritated and not losing eye-contact with Mark. "Does anyone have anything like a tent?" I asked, trying to get my mind off of how our enemies were tagging along with us, and of course how Yuni almost killed me....
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