Chapter 13
The taxi pulled through the gate. Sky watched as the gate closed once they were through. The car moved up the driveway towards six large gray buildings. "Where are we?" she questioned her grandfather.
"Your new home, this the Westfield Home for Girls. They work with troubled girls such as you. Get you straightened out."
"Fuckin' let me out of this car now. I'm not going to stay in some institution. You think these gates can hold me." She grabbed the door handle and opened the door. The taxi came to a stop and she bolted. She didn't get but a few feet when two large German shepherds surrounded her. She made a slight movement and their growls became more intense.
A guard in camouflage approached the dogs, "I suggest that you don't move young lady. They are trained to kill."
Sky put her hands in the air and the guard called the dogs off. In a flash, Sky took off running again. The dogs were close, she could feel them gaining on her. "Run." She repeated over and over in her head determined to get away. The gate came into view. It was opened for a car to pull through. "Yes" she screamed loudly as she jetted past the gate, but didn't stop running. Her lungs stung causing her to gasp for air. Sirens blared from behind. She climbed a fence and reached a highway. Without thinking she darted across almost being flatten by a couple of semis. Sky reached the other side and climbed another fence. With enough distance between her and the home, she slowed her pace and tried to catch her breath and contemplate her next move.
Sky pulled the backpack off that she had the sense to grab when she exited the car. She ducked behind some bushes and changed into a pair of loose black cargos and a black hoodie. Walking a little ways she found a highway sign noting that NYC was 73 miles away. "Nice place to hide I guess. Better get moving." She said out loud.
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"Thanks so much," Sky said as she got out of the car. She was lucky enough to flag down a woman and got a ride to NYC after walking around twenty miles.
The sweet elderly woman smiled back at her, "Not a problem, dear. Take care of yourself."
"I will. Goodbye." Sky watched the car disappear into the darkness. The street was empty and quiet, not what she expected of New York City. Where was the endless party she had read about in the magazines? Instead she found an eeriness that unnerved her. Her attention focused on a payphone on the corner. She deposited a coin in the slot and dialed the number quickly. A message played, "Please deposit $2.50 for the first minute."
"Shit. Two-fifty that's highway robbery. Whatever." She fed the coins into the phone.
The call was put through. After three rings a familiar voice came on the line, "Hello?"
"Vince, it's me."
"Sky where the fuck are you? I told you to stay put." Anger pulsed through his voice.
"They were going to lock my ass up in some institution for girls. Have the cops contacted you?"
"They're here now."
"Shit. Shit. Gotta go. Love ya. Bye." She slammed the receiver back into the hook and started walking fast down the block. As she turned the corner she spotted a guy trying to break into a car. "Hey you're doing that all wrong?"
The guy nearly jumped out of his skin, "Don't walk up on someone like that. Do you think you can do better?"
"Hell yeah. Give me that." She took the auto tool from his hands and wiggled it down inside the door. Seconds later the door unlocked. "See told ya I could do it faster."
"Damn girl want a job?"
"Sure if it includes a place to stay."
"Get in and we'll discuss the details on the way. Name's Razor, what's yours?"
She took a better look at him and noticed the arms full of tats and multiple body piercings, "Razor huh? Nice to meet you my name is Sky." She slid over to the passenger seat.
"Well sweetie welcome to the business." He started the car and they sped away. "As you can see I boost cars."
"Yeah from the looks of it you need a little help breaking into them." She laughed.
"Funny. Look I just started. Needed a way to make ends meet. So what's your story?"
"I'm on my own. End of story."
"Gotcha. My dad was a real prick so I took off. That was like five years ago. Met up with some guys and started a band, but that didn't pan out. So, I got into the business. We steal them, get them back to the shop and butcher them. So how old are you Sky?"
"Sixteen."
"You'll be the baby of the group no doubt, but stick with me and no one will mess with you. Ok."
"Yep."
The taxi pulled through the gate. Sky watched as the gate closed once they were through. The car moved up the driveway towards six large gray buildings. "Where are we?" she questioned her grandfather.
"Your new home, this the Westfield Home for Girls. They work with troubled girls such as you. Get you straightened out."
"Fuckin' let me out of this car now. I'm not going to stay in some institution. You think these gates can hold me." She grabbed the door handle and opened the door. The taxi came to a stop and she bolted. She didn't get but a few feet when two large German shepherds surrounded her. She made a slight movement and their growls became more intense.
A guard in camouflage approached the dogs, "I suggest that you don't move young lady. They are trained to kill."
Sky put her hands in the air and the guard called the dogs off. In a flash, Sky took off running again. The dogs were close, she could feel them gaining on her. "Run." She repeated over and over in her head determined to get away. The gate came into view. It was opened for a car to pull through. "Yes" she screamed loudly as she jetted past the gate, but didn't stop running. Her lungs stung causing her to gasp for air. Sirens blared from behind. She climbed a fence and reached a highway. Without thinking she darted across almost being flatten by a couple of semis. Sky reached the other side and climbed another fence. With enough distance between her and the home, she slowed her pace and tried to catch her breath and contemplate her next move.
Sky pulled the backpack off that she had the sense to grab when she exited the car. She ducked behind some bushes and changed into a pair of loose black cargos and a black hoodie. Walking a little ways she found a highway sign noting that NYC was 73 miles away. "Nice place to hide I guess. Better get moving." She said out loud.
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"Thanks so much," Sky said as she got out of the car. She was lucky enough to flag down a woman and got a ride to NYC after walking around twenty miles.
The sweet elderly woman smiled back at her, "Not a problem, dear. Take care of yourself."
"I will. Goodbye." Sky watched the car disappear into the darkness. The street was empty and quiet, not what she expected of New York City. Where was the endless party she had read about in the magazines? Instead she found an eeriness that unnerved her. Her attention focused on a payphone on the corner. She deposited a coin in the slot and dialed the number quickly. A message played, "Please deposit $2.50 for the first minute."
"Shit. Two-fifty that's highway robbery. Whatever." She fed the coins into the phone.
The call was put through. After three rings a familiar voice came on the line, "Hello?"
"Vince, it's me."
"Sky where the fuck are you? I told you to stay put." Anger pulsed through his voice.
"They were going to lock my ass up in some institution for girls. Have the cops contacted you?"
"They're here now."
"Shit. Shit. Gotta go. Love ya. Bye." She slammed the receiver back into the hook and started walking fast down the block. As she turned the corner she spotted a guy trying to break into a car. "Hey you're doing that all wrong?"
The guy nearly jumped out of his skin, "Don't walk up on someone like that. Do you think you can do better?"
"Hell yeah. Give me that." She took the auto tool from his hands and wiggled it down inside the door. Seconds later the door unlocked. "See told ya I could do it faster."
"Damn girl want a job?"
"Sure if it includes a place to stay."
"Get in and we'll discuss the details on the way. Name's Razor, what's yours?"
She took a better look at him and noticed the arms full of tats and multiple body piercings, "Razor huh? Nice to meet you my name is Sky." She slid over to the passenger seat.
"Well sweetie welcome to the business." He started the car and they sped away. "As you can see I boost cars."
"Yeah from the looks of it you need a little help breaking into them." She laughed.
"Funny. Look I just started. Needed a way to make ends meet. So what's your story?"
"I'm on my own. End of story."
"Gotcha. My dad was a real prick so I took off. That was like five years ago. Met up with some guys and started a band, but that didn't pan out. So, I got into the business. We steal them, get them back to the shop and butcher them. So how old are you Sky?"
"Sixteen."
"You'll be the baby of the group no doubt, but stick with me and no one will mess with you. Ok."
"Yep."