Sorry there hasn't been an update for a very long time! I've posted a few chapters in the past few ays but most likely there will be more breaks and then lots of chapters posted close together, I'm glad you guys are enjoying it, any feedback about the writing or plot would be awesome! Thanks :)
Jasmine hadn't known it yet, but that was the last time she would see Chloe for longer than anyone had thought.
"Hey, Julio, I just wanted to see how Alek was doing. I'm getting a little bit worried, you never returned my calls. It's been four days, I emailed you, texted you and I sent a fax to the office, contact me as soon as you can or I'm going to come and find you. I know something's not right." She hung up the phone with an angry snap. It had been four days since the arrangement was made to have Alek leave the country to go into hiding and Julio was supposed to call the minute they boarded the plane and when they landed.
Something had gone horribly wrong.
She knew she couldn't leave though, that would just lead the order straight to him and they would both be ded within the hour of her arrival.
It wasn't like Julio to not contact her though. When her mother went into hiding he called every time she was relocated and gave her daily updates on her progress and concerns. He was very loyal and had been trained better than this. He knew not to test her boundaries and be loose about things like this. If she requested his help he knew it was important and was to be taken very seriously so why he hadn't contacted her was a mystery.
Maybe he dropped his phone in the ocean to erase any links he had on it and just couldn't get to another phone. They didn't have any form of traceable technology on the island to ensure the safety of the Mai there but Julio was very capable of finding a way.
The phone rang again and she grabbed it immediately.
"Hello,"
"Hi, Chloe, it's Amy, I just wanted to see how you were doing,"
"I'm sorry, you have the wrong number, bye," She hung up the phone with a sigh. She felt horrible. Interaction between Mai and humans was frowned upon by the order. Anyone associated with them was game for killing.
The phone rang again but as Chloe checked the caller idea she saw Amy's name and frowned. She grabbed the phone and ripped it right out of the wall. She felt like screaming and crying but she kicked the pile of scattered machinery to the side and left the house, grabbing a black coat and her red bag and was out the door.
Alek and Julio were nowhere to be seen and she was going to change that soon.
Chloe couldn't stand the waiting but knew she didn't have a choice. If she chased after Alek she would risk his safety and her own. All she could do was sit and wait.
She refused to sit and do nothing though. She called Julio everyday with no response for a month. There wasn't anything she could do though, so she packed her bags for New York to visit her mom.
She went up to her room, grabbing her clothes and folding them into her suitcase, frowning at the jeans and t shirts that belonged to Alek. They smelt like him. She grabbed her shoes and slammed the closet door, frustrated. Chloe leaned back against the wall, closing her eyes and sucking in a deep breath. Her heart was thumping loudly and overwhelming her senses that seemed to be overly exaggerated lately. Every sound, sight, smell or touch could make her jump at this point.
Every night she thought she heard the door open and she'd jump upright and be ready to kill anyone who was here to hurt her, every time it was just the wind.
Living in the house was making her sick, every Order member knew where she lived but it was mainly Amy and Jasmine's room, Alek's clothes included to the mess of memories driving her insane. She hadn't spoken to any of them in weeks and was feeling awful for it.
That didn't stop them from calling though, Jasmine had stopped after a week, but Amy was consistent, texts, emails, calls and occasionally stopping by, hoping to see her, but she refused to answer.
Chloe finished packing and drove to the airport, attempting to keep herself together with her face set like stone. It had been that way since the night at Paul's.
She boarded a plane and was on her way to New York by the end of the day. She didn't sleep, she may have been in public but it wasn't safe either way.
She sat next to an elderly woman, who was clinging to her purse and rocking back and forth. Chloe pulled out old paperwork about the house and picked up an old book too, not really reading it but just flipping the pages to pretend she wasn't just sitting and thinking.
"I've never been a good at flying," She said, looking at Chloe. Chloe smiled and shrugged. "I bet you're going to see your boyfriend, aren't you?" Chloe pretended to laugh and shook her head.
"No, I don't have a boyfriend," she said politely.
"Oh well I'm sure there's a boy out there who wishes you did," The elderly lady smiled to Chloe.
"Ha ,ha, well there is a guy but it isn't going to work, long distance, you know?" Chloe replied again, not really wanting to talk but knowing this conversation probably made the woman happy, and if she couldn't be herself, she could at least make someone else feel that happiness for a change.
"I'm sure you two will work it out,"
"I hope so," Chloe confessed, turning towards the window after giving the woman dressed in the pink dress a smile.
"Love always finds a way of working it out, dear," The old lady said softly, "It always does,"
