So I have been trying to get things going on some of my other stories. I am wondering if half of them even have followers anymore. Sorry just voicing that I am not getting hardly any reviews. Ok on with the chapter.
Charlie didn't know if it was right or not but she didn't care. She was tired of this ware determining her future. She was going to make her future her own and no one was going to stand in her way. She was tired and for once in her life wanted some happiness. Now to just convince Jason to follow her.
"Charlie?" Jason startled her from the thoughts of running away.
"Yeah?" Charlie decided that cleaning her cross bow was her best option.
"What's on your mind? I know that look that you have when something is on your mind. So, spill," Jason sat on the dresser.
"A lot of things are on my right now. Plus, I am just tired," Charlie decided to lay the ground work for the conversation she was wanting to have.
"I'm tired too Charlie. I'm tired of always fighting. I actually thought about running away the other day," Jason laughed and shook his head.
"Let's do it," Charlie realized that this conversation was going to be easier than she thought.
"What?" Jason thought that he didn't hear her right.
"Let's pack up and leave tonight. Just hit the road and not look back," Charlie set her crossbow down and walked over to Jason putting her arms around his neck.
"You're serious? What about all that is going with your family and mine?" Jason put his arms around her waist.
"We are fighting a losing battle and I am not really ready to be cut down by the Patriots. I have done nothing but fight for my life for the past two years and for once I want to be able to lay my head down at night," Charlie moved closer to Jason.
"So, where are we going to?" Jason decided that running away with Charlie was better than running away alone.
"I don't know, Canada maybe? Somewhere north and out of the way of the Patriots," Charlie smiled thinking of the possibilities.
"I have heard that there are ships heading to the Caribbean. Tortuga. All kinds of places," Jason wanted something less cold during the winter months.
"Tortuga huh? Sounds like somewhere pirates would go," Charlie smiled.
"Let's leave tonight. Get packed, we have to get to Florida," Jason quickly kissed Charlie on the cheek and began gathering his things.
"Tonight? What about food, water, and diamonds for payment?" Charlie began gathering her things as well.
"I have had a plan for a while Charlie. I have enough diamonds to pay for our passage. It's going to take a week by boat to get there and I have a few ideas for shelter. Charlie, once we leave, I don't want to come back for anything. I plan on starting fresh with you down there. Leave all our past behind here. Start over, and be done with all this fighting. It's time for us to be happy," Jason finished shoving all his things in his pack.
Charlie quickly grabbed the rest of her things and shoved them in her pack. She took one last long look at the room that had been hers for the last time and knowing that she would not come back here again. She quietly followed Jason out to the barn. They grabbed their horses and quickly saddled them. Charlie tried to memorize the house and the barn in her mind. She decided that there were not going to be any tears, this was a new beginning with Jason. This was their time to be happy. She and Jason put the horses into a gallop and headed towards the southeast. They had a lot of ground to cover and distance to put in between them and their pasts.
"Dammit Charlie!" Miles his hand down on the kitchen table, he couldn't believe his niece.
"What's wrong?" Bass wandered into the kitchen.
"Charlie took off with Jason," Miles slid the note to Bass to read.
"Charlie the rebel. Think she's knocked up?" Bass regretted the moment the words came out of his mouth due to Miles's fist meeting his face.
"Hey!" Connor had come in on the tail end of the conversation but just in time to see Miles punch his dad.
"Connor, its fine. I shouldn't have said what I did," Bass sat down and rubbed his jaw.
"What's going on in here?" Rachel looked confused at all the confusion.
"Your daughter and her boy toy have taken off," Miles motioned for Bass to pass the note Rachel.
"What?!" Rachel snatched the note out of Bass's hands and read the note in bewilderment.
"He probably kidnapped her," Connor had hated Jason from the moment that he had met him.
"No, Connor, he didn't. Those two have a history. Trust me, I know all too well that he would never kidnap her. If anything this was her idea and he followed her blindly like before," Bass sat back in the chair knowing that there was no way to catch up with Charlie and Jason today.
"Get the horses, we're going after them," Rachel decided that getting her daughter back was the only thing that mattered at this moment.
"Fine, time to go and find out how stupid these two really are," Miles got up and headed to the barn.
"You've got to be kidding me," Connor groaned, realizing that he was going to be the one to have to go and chase the horses.
"Well, you have to admit that they were smart in letting the horses out of the barn. We're going to have to find the horses, find Charlie's trail and then try and catch up," Bass had to admit that Jason and Charlie had the brains to pull this stunt.
"Let them go," Rachel said to no one in particular.
"What?" Miles couldn't figure out if she was talking about Charlie or the horses.
"Let Charlie and Jason go. I don't want her in this war. I want her to have a future, and if Jason can take her away from all this and give her some type of future where she is no longer running and fighting for her life, then let them go. I told you that I didn't want to bury another one of my children. Miles, this is what she needs and this is what I want for her," Rachel knew that this was for the best and that it was something that was going to hurt her.
"Rachel, we need them to beat the Patriots, we barely have enough fighters as it is," Bass ran his hand through his hair.
"Hey, Charlie's missing," Gus was out of breath when he arrived at the barn entrance.
"Yeah, we noticed. Rachel, Bass is right, we need to go after them and bring them back. We can let them leave after this is over and the Patriots are gone," Miles grabbed the extra rope.
"Come on, we have to get the horses back and then try to track them," Connor grabbed the other rope.
"I am not going to help you find them. I want you to wait until tomorrow to go after them," Rachel crossed her arms and blocked the door.
"Rachel, we don't have time for this. I am telling you that we are going after them and that is final," Miles pushed Rachel.
"Miles! Stop! She's your daughter!" Rachel screamed.
Everyone turned to Rachel.
"What did you say?" Miles didn't know if he had heard her right.
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