Chapter 19- Runaway Baby

"Ohh a psychic!" Nicole exclaimed.

Jordan wrinkled his nose, "You don't believe in that stuff do you?"

"I don't know, I think it's weird but interesting at the same time, we should totally try it." Nicole chirped.

"I don't believe in psychics,"

"Well let's go in and get a good laugh, and see what kind of garbage she tries to tell us. The only thing I would believe is a nice wedding in the future, a white picket fence, and tons of kids!"

Jordan smiled, "We have the same goals…except I want to wear a tux, not a dress."

Nicole hugged Jordan, "I would hope!"

Jordan looked down.

"So do you want to go in? I mean if you don't we can ride one more ride, I'm always up for the ferris wheel if you'll kiss my fears away again."

"We can go in the psychic place," Jordan said glancing towards the building suspiciously.

Nicole clapped her hands, "Yay!"

They both walked towards the small house which was a couple yards away from the main attractions. Jordan opened the door for Nicole.

"Thanks stud,"

He closed the door behind them, and looked around the dark room. Red, black and white candles illuminated the walls with flickers of light. The place smelt of vanilla, and smoke. Jordan didn't like this place.

Nicole linked her arm in Jordan's and dragged him further in. "Yohoo, anyone here?"

"Hold on, just one moment," A voice called from the back.

Nicole looked up at Jordan, "This place is cree-py…let me tell you,"

"Hi, there," A short woman wearing an ill fitting white dress said. She extended her hand to Nicole first.

Nicole shook her head.

"You have a lot of energy…I get a very carefree, go with the flow kind of mood from you,"

Nicole raised an eyebrow, "Yeah, that's how I am."

Jordan stuffed his hands in his pockets.

"I am Miss Calypso, what are you here for? Tarot readings? Palm readings…"

"Um…Palm?" Nicole asked adjusting her purse on her shoulder.

"You two are dating," Calypso said.

Jordan nodded, "Yes,"

"She is your first girlfriend?"

Jordan glanced towards the door, "Yes,"

"But she's not your first relationship,"

"Um…I…Nicole do you really want to do this?"

Nicole glanced at Jordan curiously, "I do, you don't have to if you don't want too, but I…I'm curious,"

Calypso glanced at Jordan once again.

"Can I get a palm reading?" Nicole repeated.

"Sure follow me hun,"

Nicole turned to Jordan, "You've never had a girlfriend before?"

"I'm shy,"

"But she said you've been in relationships!" Nicole playfully hit him in the chest. "I'm so confused, but then again I always am…I mean how could you have been in a relationship if I am the first girl that you have dated? Silly boy."

Jordan forced a smile, "Yeah, I don't know what that psychic was talking about,"

"Did you want to come in with me?" Nicole asked.

Jordan shook his head, "That lady is scary."

"Nicole," Calypso called.

Nicole gasped, "Oh migod, how did she know my name!"

Jordan pointed towards Nicole's necklace.

"She is psychic!"

"Your necklace says your name sweetie,"

Nicole looked down, "Oh I forgot about that darn thing," Nicole headed into the back.

Calypso motioned for Nicole to sit down, "Are you hungry, thirsty, would you like some steak, macaroni and cheese, or lamb chops?"

Nicole shook her head, "Do you have water?"

Calypso nodded, "The best water in the state of California!"

Nicole tapped her hands along her jeans as Calypso got up, her dress got stuck in the chair.

"Damn chair always attacking me!" Calypso yelled kicking the chair.

Nicole jumped.

"Everything is fine, Calypso is fine,"

Nicole raised her eyebrows but kept her mouth shut.

Calypso grabbed a bottle of water from her refrigerator which was inscribed with "Magic Potions,"

"Is that water?" Nicole asked.

Calypso nodded, "The best in the state,"

Nicole accepted the water, "Oh thanks," she popped off the cap and took a sip. "Ohh that's refreshing,"

"Two dollars," Calypso snapped.

Nicole scowled, "Huh?"

"Nothing is free child, now tell me when you are ready."

Nicole pushed the water away and then placed her hands on Calypso's outstretched palms. "Okay, I'm ready."

Calypso closed her eyes, "Okay, let me see, let me see."

Nicole bit her lip nervously, and her eyes scanned over Calypso's expression.

Calypso looked disturbed.

Nicole pouted. Why wasn't she smiling? Everything was perfect, she was dating Jordan, Noah was back in town, she wasn't flunking her classes because they hadn't started yet.

"I'm not sure if you want me to go through with this," Calypso said concerned.

Nicole's mouth dropped, "It's all bad?"

Calypso looked down, "I'm not sure if you want this reading."

"Yes I do!" Nicole exclaimed.

Calypso sighed, "Are you sure?"

Nicole slowly nodded, "Um yeah…as long as I'm not going to like die or anything because that is so totally scary, I don't even think I can describe how scary that is, you like know what I mean?"

"I didn't get a word of that, but I need you to give me your approval to go on once again."

Nicole nodded, "Go on,"

"Five dollars," Calypso said.

Nicole reached in her pocket and pulled out five dollars to give to Calypso.

Calypso held the money up to the light, "Now we shall continue,"

Nicole leaned forward, her chocolate locks spilled across her shoulder, and then placed her hands in Calypso's. "You are about to begin your senior year, and you are excited…yes?"

"Well not for school, but for the fashion show, you know dressing up, oh and I'm also excited to show off my new boyfriend, he looks so good on my arm." Nicole squealed.

Calypso scowled, "Your heart will be broken."

"What,"

"He loves you, but there are things that you cannot change…"

"What do you mean…He wouldn't break my heart, he would never do that…"

"And it gets worse dear, it gets very worse,"

Nicole shivered.

"Get in the car Dana!" Logan yelled.

Dana was drenched from the cold rain, so she ran towards the passenger's door and got in.

Logan smiled, "I knew you would see things my way."

"Drive me back to the door,"

"What?"

"I'm not going with you to Tijuana,"

Logan scowled, "Then why did you get in my car?"
Dana turned around to look at Dakota who was stretched out in the backseat reading Maxim. He flipped on the light.

"I have a feeling we're going to be here for a while…oh damn, check out Tara Reid's new "friends", I knew she would get some bigger…"

Dana wrinkled her nose at him.

Logan reached for her hand, "You know you want to come,"

Dana tried to pull her hand out of his grasp, but Logan refused to let go. "I'm not going to stay forever."

Dana rotated her head around, "My parents pay way too much money to keep me here in PCA, and you think I'm just going to throw that away to run off on some crazy fantasy with you!"

"I knew you dreamed about running away with me, what girl doesn't."

"If you were smart, you would cut the cocky bullshit,"

Logan raised his chin, "I'm not going to ask you again."

"Bye Logan,"

Dana rested her hand on the door handle but Logan locked the doors, and then put on the child lock.

"Logan, let me out of here right now, or I swear I'm going to…"

"You were running out here for a reason."

"I was hungry, and all I wanted was to get a sub."

"In the pouring rain?"

Dana crossed her arms, "Don't make me punch you in the face."

Logan leaned forward, "Then punch me."

Dana raised her fist.

Logan tapped his chin, "Right here…and then kiss it and make it better."

Dana slowly dropped her fist.

In the back Dakota turned the page, "Mmm…are you guys about to get your freak on because that is where this conversation is…"

"Shut up!" Logan and Dana yelled at the same time.

Dakota closed his mouth, "Fine, I'll just focus on my Maxim magazine."

Dana took in a mouthful of air.

Logan looked around. He watched as the rain beat against his window, and then slid downwards. Puddles were forming on the street, and the concrete was slick.

"If you go…when will you come back?"

Dana's question took Logan by surprise, "What?"

She rolled her eyes, "You heard me pretty boy don't make me repeat myself."

Logan placed his hand against the steering wheel and then slouched back in his seat. "I don't know…I planned on coming back right before the beginning of senior year."

"Which starts next week." Dana pointed out.

Logan nodded, "I want to give Malcolm a scare, make him realize how serious I am about finishing up high school at PCA."

"Why don't you go talk to him now? I'm sure he will let you stay if…"

"I am way due for a vacation, I'm leaving for Mexico anyways, and when I come back I'm pretty sure I will make him see things my way."

"And what if he doesn't?"

"Then I really will go away and never come back, I'm going to be eighteen next year…if I don't start standing up for myself against him, then he will make all my decisions, and I don't like that."

Dana bit her lip.

"So go with me, I'll have you back by the beginning of school."

"Logan, I…"

Logan leaned closer to Dana, "Imagine us…just you and me in Mexico, maybe we can work on getting along."

Dana stared back at Logan with a ridiculous expression, "Are you serious?"

"We can work on it, after all you came out in the pouring rain to find me."

"Don't give yourself so much credit Reese…I was hungry, and I wanted a sub."

Logan rolled his eyes, "Yeah a sub? What kind?"

Dana looked around in thought, "Um…ham and cheese,"

"Liar,"

"You don't know me."

Logan nodded smugly.

"No you don't!"

"You're seriously thinking about going with me."

"You've got it wrong because I am…"

Logan leaned closer and placed his hand against Dana' s window. "I know how to make you come with me."

"You're breathing on me…move,"

Logan pressed his nose against Dana's, and then stared deep into her beautiful eyes. "When I get this close to girls, they lose all of their senses and fall like putty into my hands."

"Not this girl,"

"I know you, you're not fooling me, after all no one loves to play games more than us."

Dakota groaned in the back.

Dana grabbed Logan's arm, "If you kiss me, then I swear I will squeeze your arm so tight, and dig my nails into your flesh so you will scream loud and high pitched like a…"

Logan turned his face, his nose grazed her cheek as he pressed his lips against Dana's.

As he suspected she kissed him back…with no objections.

Dana's body relaxed against his.

Logan leaned away, and then kissed her again.

"You still haven't convinced me to go with you,"

"Then I know what will…how do you feel about waking up with a view of the beach, seeing my beautiful face every morning, and taking trips out on my father's boat?"

Dana rolled her eyes, "Yawn,"

"He has homes all over the world and I happen to have a key to the one in Tijuana."

"He'll know you went there idiot."

Logan shook his head, "I doubt that, he has to many homes in California to even think about Mexico…now say you'll go with me."

"Logan…"

"I'll bring you back by the start of school, and if you come with me then I promise I'll take care of you…and show you a good time."

Dana closed her eyes.

Logan ran his hands through Dana's damp hair. "Just runaway with me."

"I don't have any clothes." Dana said with a shaky voice and a quickly beating heart.

"I'll buy some new stuff…get you ready for senior year, so you'll be the best dressed girl at PCA."

"I already am," Dana growled.

Logan nodded, "But this year, you're going to knock them dead."

"Even you,"

Logan smiled, "You already have baby doll," He unlocked the doors.

Dana reached for the handle, but then paused. "Just Go before I change my mind, and I swear you better have me back before next week!"

"I promised didn't I baby," Logan pulled on his shades.

"It's raining fool."

Logan winked at her through his dark tinted glasses. "These shades look hot on me regardless, and besides it's not raining in this car, the sun is out…and it's shining bright."

"Say Goodbye precious," The homeless man said. He raised his knife.

Chase wasn't going to let anything happen to Zoey.

Zoey closed her eyes.

"No!" Chase yelled.

Before the man could do anything else, someone flashed a light down on them.

"Don't move," A cop said pointing his gun at the homeless man.

He dropped his knife and raised his hands, "I was just having some fun, with them, I wasn't going to hurt them."

"Just keep your hands up sir, are you two okay?" The cop handed his flashlight to Sawyer who was standing next to him.

Zoey's mouth dropped open, "Sawyer,"

Sawyer's hand dropped from his fast beating heart. After he heard Zoey scream, he had turned around to track down a cop he had seen not to far from the fun house.

The cop handcuffed the homeless man, "Finally we caught you, the infamous purse snatcher of Paradise Beach, after we're finished with you, you won't be bothering people any longer., at least not around here."

Zoey looked down at Chase's leg, "How is it?"

Chase nodded, "It's okay…I think the bleeding has stopped."

"You need to see a nurse, he stabbed you with a dirty knife."

Chase gagged.

"Chase, I'm sure you're going to be okay, but we should just make sure,"

"I know,"

Ten minutes later, Zoey, and Chase finished answering the cops questions.

"Do you'll need a ride back to your homes?" He asked.

"No we'll be fine," Sawyer said looking down at Zoey and Chase's wrists which were chained together.

"Sawyer, I'm so happy to see you," Zoey said breathlessly, she wrapped her free arm around him and then hugged him.

"I want to ask you about the handcuffs…but I'm not going to because…"

Zoey looked down, "I know it looks bad but…"

"Your mom called Zoey, something happened and she really needs to talk to you."

"My mom?" Zoey asked forgetting the previous drama she had just went through with Chase.

Sawyer took a deep breath, "You should call her,"

"Was she finalizing the tickets just to make sure we were leaving on the day after tomorrow for Louisiana."

"You should talk to her, because I…"

Zoey reached for Sawyer's arm, "Sawyer, what's wrong."

"Zoey…"

"Sawyer, you're scaring me please just tell me, I'm worried now and that would be really mean of you to make me wait."

"It's a lot and…"

"Is my family okay, is something wrong with my mom?" Zoey raised her free hand and placed it towards her key necklace. "Sawyer!"

"Zoey…I,"

"Did someone…die."

Sawyer slowly looked back at Zoey.

Zoey swallowed down a lump in her throat, and the fact that Sawyer hadn't turned down her guess brought tears to her eyes. "What…what happened?"

"The Hurricane it…I mean your aunt she was down there when it hit, and they…"

She placed her hand to her mouth, "I only have one aunt that lives in New Orleans, and she was pregnant…There had got to be a mistake," Tears fell down Zoey's cheek.

Chase was stunned.

Sawyer pulled Zoey into a hug, "I'm so sorry sunshine…I,"

Zoey wiped at her tears with shaking hands, "I can't believe this, I just can't believe this."

Jordan stepped into the room with Calypso and Nicole.

Calypso glanced at him, and then back at Nicole. "Everything will change, and I am sorry but there is more."

Nicole was upset. "And it's bad right."

"Unfortunately so…just let me know if you don't want to know,"

Nicole's stomach rose up and down with pent up anxiety and fear. "Just…what is it."

Calypso closed her eyes, "Someone you care about dearly…someone you love more than life itself will leave you."

Nicole pouted. "So that's how I'm going to get my heartbroken."

Calypso shook her head, "No…that has to do with something else, but this person that you love so dear will leave…and never come back."

Tears were stinging Nicole's eyes.

"Stop! Nicole let's go," Jordan said grabbing her hand.

"Where is this person going, and why are they leaving me in the first place…do you know,"

"Nicole, your crying let's go…" Jordan tried to usher.

Calypso closed her eyes and then reopened them. "They won't leave you by choice, but by force."

"Force?" Nicole gasped.

Calypso nodded, "By death."

Nicole pulled her hands back away from Calypso and pure fear blanketed her face. She started to hyperventilate. "Jordan let's go!" She cried.

Jordan glared at Calypso and then quickly guided Nicole out of the psychic shop.

(Hey guys thanks for the reviews! I promise I will answer your questions next chapter…and any new ones as well. I have some major homework to catch up on! Peace.)