Todos los capítulos de Escaping the World: Running from Now: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

It's the afternoon of the party and I place the bow on Danika's gift before loading my stuff in the car. I feel a little nervous on the way to Chiara's house. Everything has been going so well though. Chiara has been so lovely. I can see us becoming good friends which hasn't happened in a while. Maybe I should shut it down. Go back to being alone. But they are all so lovely. I can tell there's tension with Danika and Addylin at the moment but everyone else seems to ignore it. It's blatantly obvious that Dominic is in love with Addylin but she doesn't feel the same. Sometimes I catch Chiara staring at Dominic but it disappears as quickly as it appears. It's the same look I catch Jared giving me. Gods above, Jared. He is so sweet and sensible and the biggest piece of eye candy I have ever seen. All I want is to reach up kiss his gorgeous lips. Run my tongue along his jaw. Leave hickeys on that caramel skin. And when he laughs. Fuck! I can't think of anything else. It's usually Chiara

Monday morning is strange. Some people are overly happy, giddy almost. While others are angry. I wonder what happened? Maybe I should ask someone what’s going on. “Hi.” Chiara links her arm through mine giving me heart failure. “Sorry.” She says sheepishly but doesn’t remove her arm as I clutch my chest. “It’s okay.” I say as we walk through the corridors. She starts chatting too chipper for a Monday morning. “Listen Chiara, if we’re going to be friends, I don’t do mornings well. Especially not Monday mornings. It’s too early for happy.” “Okay.” She drops the smile. “I can do dreary.” She leans her head on my shoulder. “Thank you.” I sigh and Chiara drags me to class. __________________“Hey.” I sit with Chiara at lunch. “Hey Faye.” Jared smiles at me.

Faye“Morning.” Chiara greets and hands me a coffee. “Thanks.” I sip the seriously cup. “God that’s good.” “Morning Ladies.” Nick saunters over and rests in arm around Chiara’s shoulders. “Morning, Nick.” She says sweetly with a smile. “Are we ready for departure?” He says loudly. “Shhhhhhhhhhh.” I close my eyes and wrap both hands around the warm coffee cup. “It’s too early for excitement.” “She’s not a morning person.” Chiara says. I open my eyes to see her giggling. “Morning everyone.” Aidan says and he walks towards us with his arm around Danika’s waist. Jared, Ben and a girl whose name I don’t know follow closely behind, laughing. I love the sound of Jared’s laugh. His laugh alone makes me not hate this morning as much. It ev

It’s about 11 at night. Everyone is finally asleep. I quietly dig in my bag. Once I have everything I need, I use the tree outside our window to reach the ground. I move at a swift run down the streets. Winding through the high rise city. The blinding lights and fancy stores don’t distract me from running to the stunning building. I catch my breath before heading into the lobby and swaggering to the desk. Faye is replaced by Pixie. “I’m here for Mr Texiera.” I say to the receptionist. “You can go up.” She gestures to the elevator. “Floor 4.”I head to the elevator. Once the doors close I drop the bag on the floor and look in the mirror. I straighten my black leather shorts and tug the collar of my ankle length black coat. I straighten the top hat with bunny ears on my head, the hat hiding my hair. No makeup. The scar on my cheek still a sickly sweet pink. The door opens a

Faye I try to take a deep breath but something heavy’s on my chest. I open my eyes and wince at the stream of light poking through the curtain from the never sleeping city. God my head hurts. This, this is why I stopped drinking. But looking down at a sleeping Jared, the throbbing dulls. He is so gorgeous when he sleeps. He snores like a sailer though. I run my hand gently through his silky hair. He moans lightly and scrunches his nose before his pretty green eyes sparkle as they stare into mine. “Morning.” I say softly. “Morning.” His voice is rough and god help me how it turns me on. “What time is it?”I look over at the clock on the wall. “5:45”“In the morning?” He whines. “Then go back to sleep.” I start playing with his hair again. “We need to talk.” He snuggles back into me though. &