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Chapter 1: Hiding
Nessie's POV
I through downtown Chicago feeling nothing but anxiety and fear. Such is the life for someone like me. A criminal that's both wanted by the police and other criminals as well.
Strangers looked me up and down and looked at me in disgust and avoided me like the plague. Like I was some disease ridden homeless teenage girl. I'd long gotten used to the looks of disgust that I'd been receiving for as long as I could remember.
Being unwanted and unloved wasn't exactly new to me. I'd been living on the streets of Chicago since I was three years old. I was too young to remember anything about my life before that. I assume that I must've had a family. I must've had parents that decided I wasn't worth a anything to them and dumped me. I often wonder what I could've possibly done that made them hate me enough to get rid of me. I was just a toddler. Were my terrible twos really terrible enough to make my own parents ditch me?
I saw a woman grab her young daughter and pull her away from me when the small girl started walking toward me. I tried not to let things like that bother me. People didn't know that I was not a monster that would harm their kids. I loved kids to pieces and would never do anything to them. After all I was a mother myself.
I had a three month old son named Adam. I kept him hidden at this old abandoned building where I was sure no one would find him. I had enemies right now and if they found out where my son was I was sure they'd kill him and me.
The only reason why I was out right now is because I needed money and food. Neither of which I had at the moment. Which would mean having to steal. I was an expert at thievery. Food, clothes, money, you name it I can steal it. I've been doing it for years and never once been caught. That's why I'm on Chicago's wanted list.
I stopped and felt a shiver run down the base of my spine when the racetrack came into view. The source of my current and most worrisome problems.
I'm something of a freaky genius when it comes to math. I could look at numbers and problems and my brain could literally figure it out in three seconds. I had snuck into the racetrack one day and analyzed all of the statistics and the odds of all the horses racing. My mathematically inclined brain was able to accurately predict the outcome of the race just by looking each of the horses stats and odds.
My abilities quickly became noticed by some of the big time gamblers. They would pay me to come and predict races for them and I've never let any of them down. They placed their faith in me blindly and I helped them get rich with my accurate predictions.
It all changed last week when one of my 'employers' lost nearly five million dollars when the horse I predicted to win suddenly broke down in the final stretch. I could analyze numbers all I want but there's just no way to take into account the unknown variables like the possibility of a horse getting injured in the race.
That night he and his men came after me and beat the crap out of me. I was somehow able to get away with nothing but a broken arm, leg, and a lot of bruises. I knew they were still looking for me though and they would not stop until I was dead.
That's why staying out in the day was way too dangerous but I needed money and food. If not I would've never left my three month old son alone and vulnerable. My greatest fear is that he would start crying and get discovered. If anything happened to him I'd die.
Losing Adam's father had been hard enough. There used to be a lot of homeless kids running the streets but over the past few months they've all disappeared. I had no idea what happened to all of them and that was something else I worried about.
I arrived at a parking lot inside of a town center. It was a shiny brand new looking Volvo that caught my attention. I looked in the window and saw that a wallet had been left on the passenger seat.
I pulled on the door handle and was surprised to find that the car was unlocked. I grabbed the wallet, shut the door, and ran off as fast as my broken leg would allow. I couldn't believe my luck. Most people weren't stupid enough to forget their wallet in their unlocked car.
I went back home to check on my son. Thankfully he was fast asleep. My sweet baby boy. Sound asleep without a care or worry in the world.
For the first time I opened the wallet I'd stolen. I was shocked when several hundred and fifty dollar bills fell out of the wallet. Who walks around with that much cash on them?
I looked through the wallet until I found a Driver's License. Edward Cullen. From his picture I could tell that he was a handsome guy. Pale skin, golden eyes, and bronze hair like mine. According to his ID he was only 17 years old.
Adam woke up and started crying. I quickly held him and quieted him down by nursing him. Going to get food for myself would just have to wait until later when he fell asleep again.
My heart stopped when I suddenly heard footsteps outside of our hiding place. I didn't dare to move. I held my breath and just prayed to God that whoever it was out there would not discover us.
Adam squirmed in my arms. His face scrunched up. No. No please no. Not now of all times! Please no!
Then he let out the loudest cry that he could. I could hear the footsteps approaching my hiding place fast and I knew there'd be no escape this time.
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