I didnt know what we were going to do, but I had Aunt Lauren and that was good enough for now. She knew I wouldn't really move on without telling Dad I was okay. So Kit said in 3 months we can go back.
After weeks of traveling from motel to motel, we finally found one that was cheap, didn't ask questions and was willing to let us stay for as long as we wanted. Things were better between Simon and I, but even more awkward for Kit. As Tori was his daughter, even if not by his choice. We were like a family now, stuck together, protecting eachother and being the shoulder to cry on. For the shoulder to cry on, I was Tori's, even though she barely took it. I guess now I could say she was my bestfriend, as Liz said a while back that she can't be in that position anymore...as her circimstances are.
In the spare time we have Derek and I go on "dates", which is mostly the park. But earlier I was thinking of my old life and how it seemed like a far-off dream. The thing I thought of the most was my friends and how much i loved them, but they were part of another life. Like a dream. I stifeled a laugh if they saw me now with my dark hair. Would they laugh at me?
As I was in deep thought, I saw Derek suddenly lift his head up as to smell the air. It was time to run.