[Alyssa's POV]
It's so fuckin' boring in here! I got nobody to talk to.. After Mum and me got into an argument because I don't want to be a witness, we didn't talked at each other again..
I wonder why they didn't locked me up yet? .. Are they still hoping that I will be a witness? .. That's never going to happen.
I'm here at the kitchen. Making a sandwich. I'm quite getting hungry...
then suddenly...
"Alyssa... aren't you tired of here yet?" Tony suddenly talked.
"I'm bored in here." I replied to him then faced him.
"Then why don't you turn over yourself to the police? So you could give me, your mum and OUR twins peace." He said angrily.
"Tony..." Mum said trying to calm Tony down.
"Honestly I can't fuckin' wait for that time!" I shouted at Tony.
"Ohh me too! I'll throw a party when that happens!" He shouted back at me.
I ran towards my room and locked me inside it. I laid back at my bed for awhile ...
I wish James was here...
No! I wish we were able to get on that boat. And never bene found again.
It could have been much happier...
Urrghh!
I fucking hate Tony!!!!
I need to get out of here...
I looked outside my window and opened it... There is a tall tree. I think I can use it..
I climbed unto the tree and sneak into the garden. There is a police car outside. But the police inside is sleeping...
What a prick. Wasting our taxes just to slack off... Eating donuts and getting overweight...
Wait... I think that sounds a bit more american
I sneaked towards the dark alley... and just walked quietly. It's still boring.
I walked for a couple of minutes..
I passed a mini store.. well I guess a snack won't hurt.
I went inside the store and looked for a good snack..
"What's yours dear?" The old grandma cashier asked me.
"Just a snack." I answered.
"Well we're closing in an hour or less." She said.
"Yeah. Okay." I said and just grabbed a pop. There's nothing much in this store anyway.
"Here you go." I said while handing my pop to the cashier.
"You seem familiar dear" She said.
"Really? Maybe because we're from the same neighborhood?" I replied to the cashier.
"Don't be rude dear... I just feel like I've seen you from the news in the t.v." She explained while handing my pop back to me.
From the news? Well that explains a lot.. I was a criminal after all..
"Just keep the change." I said to the cashier and walked outside the door.
I continued walking through the alley and saw a colorful canvas laying down at a wall. I picked it up and continue my walk.
"Hey Kid! That's mine!" Somebody at the other side of the alley shouted.
I walked closer to the man who shouted. He was an old guy with a brush and a bit of a paint in his face.
"This? Are you sure?" I asked.
"Yes. I'm sure kid." He said while pointing to his brush.
"Isn't it obvious? I have a brush.. that clearly is my canvas" He continued.
"Then why was it across the alley?" I asked him.
"I was just drying it up because the sunset was facing there.. I forgot it was there...You know kid? Just give it to me." He said.
Well this canvas has no use to me anyway. So I just gave it back.
He sat down again and got a new clean canvas and started painting again.
"Are you a drifter?" I asked him... well you can't blame me.. he wore untidy clothes.
"No. I'm a street painter" He answered
I sat down near him.
"So you are a drifter?" I asked again.
"You know what? ... Yes. Just shut up for a while frickin' kid" He said while focusing on his canvas.
I just stayed there for awhile and looked at his canvas.
It's been a few minutes.. but I don't mind.. It's kinda entertaining to watch an old man paint.
"It's getting late kid.. Aren't you going home?" He asked.
"I have no home." I answered him.
"Well... a house then?" He asked again.
I didn't answered anymore and just continued watching him paint.
"I wanted to become a legendary painter who you will see in your text books, that's why I left home... but I ended up as a street dweller." He said.
"Well... I find street dwelling as legendary.. I think it's not boring." I replied.
"It sure is not." He quickly said.
"You'll met a lot of stray cats." He continued and laughed.
I also laughed. This old man ain't that bad.
*clank*
I looked at the store I went before. It was closing.
"Shit! It's already an hour?" I was surprised.. it's been that long?
"Yeah.. I already dried my painting" The old man said.
"Go home now." He continued.
And I quickly stood and ran back to Tony's house..
I was quite happy running home.. It was the same feeling of running away with James..
Adrenaline is flushing through my veins..
I should not be caught sneaking out.
I sneaked at the garden again and quickly climbed at the tree..
I sneaked to the window and quickly went to bed.
I think I'll be able to sleep now... it's been days since I had a full sleep. Finally...
Goodnight James .. see you in my dreams.