Erin POV
I went for a walk. I left Malik at the abandon warehouse that we were staying at. I felt free. The freest I have felt in 2 months. I feel like a dog on lead, never aloud off.
I walk through the street nearby where we were staying in Devon. I looked up at the orange glow in the sky. Part of me just wanted to flow the sun set and see where I end up, well it couldn't be worse than living with Malik. I stared to think about where I might end up.
Something bought me back to reality. One of the best smells I have ever smelt. Chips with salt and ketchup. I miss that smell and the gorgeous taste.
I looked at the chip shop. In front of the chip shop was a teenager about my age. He looked familiar. I knew when I remember it would be too late. He walked away. I wonder where he was going. Maybe if I followed him it might help me remember who he was. My decision to follow him was not made by me, but once again Malik had put me back on the lead.
When we got back to the warehouse, I sat down and thought about the teenage, but every time I thought about him, Malik always intruded me from my thoughts.
I finally gave up and went to sit in the door way of the abandoned warehouse and watched the final bit of the night fade away, so lost in the fading night I almost got burnt by the rising sun. I speed inside hoping to find Malik asleep. Just my luck, he was wide awake.
"I really tired." I said, it was a lie, but Malik never know when I was lying. I walked into a room in the abandoned warehouse. This room was a Malik free zone. I lied on the floor looking up at the ceiling. I didn't sleep at all I just keep thinking about the teenager.
It must have been an hour before sun down, when I realized who he was.