Chapter Four
Over the next few days, I rebel out as much as possible so Juliet looks like a sweet, harmless butterfly in comparison. They should have never chosen to unwind Juliet. From her dirty blond hair to her bright pale blue eyes, Juliet was picture perfect for innocence. She was naive and loving. She always had hope for our parents, hopes they'd change their minds and loves us, but it was never meant to be. They loved only themselves and money. Kids were just unwanted accidents in the plan. I feel bad for my sister, she's always so trusting and naive, she tries to see the good in all people and hope that they will never hurt her. If it weren't for me she'd be dead by now or getting unwound.
I let the days tick by, there's not much I can do. I rebel against my parents as much as possible and say good bye to the people I care about. I warn Prima that we are leaving and to pack her bags to be ready to run. In the final few days, I plan. I go over every detail. What time are we leaving? When do we meet up with Prima? Where do we meet up with Prima? How are we getting there? What path do we take? Where do we go from there? How do we get food and water? How do we get cloths? How do we disguise ourselves? Everything gets called into question. We leave at midnight when most people are asleep and meet up with Prima at 12: 30 at the underpass of the highway. We will walk there taking only the routes that are less traveled by. From there we make our way south, towards Hawaii. We will get food and water by either begging or taking leftover food at the mall, not the most appetizing option but hey, it's food as Prima states. As for clothes, we will think of something when in need. We will make up fake but believable stories to blend in. We will even dye our hair if necessary. We will survive. All there is to do now is run.