Chapter Three
Drake's gone. He just kind of disappeared. He didn't poof, he just left. Packed his bags one night, we think as all his stuff has gone from the dorm. I'm glad frankly, but Caine has gone wild. He can't live one day without his psychopathic. Henchman, not even for one day. My guess is he got board of making our lives hell he went to focus Sam and the petite blonde freak. Maybe it's my turn to focus my attention on someone that isn't Caine Pesky Soren.
I start to pack my backpack but realise with so many empty houses I'm sure I'll find something to wear. Anyway it will look more inconspicuous without a massive bag, I don't want to see Caine before I go, I can't risk wanting to stay. I wasn't claustrophobic before the FAYZ, but it all feels so small, so petty. There aren't any teachers to stop me anymore. No adults in the whole world to restrict me, so why am I following after an annoying, power desperate teenage boy?
I'm not, is the answer to that question. The track we ran down yesterday has been trampled to a fine dust and I make good head way. I hoped I could get down to town before they even noticed I had left but Caine obviously checked on me more than I thought, because I can hear heavy footsteps running down the path behind me.
I start printing down, panting heavily and sweating in my shirt and jeans, but I was never a sporty person in coats, so Caine's footsteps were drawing very closer every second. I don't like using my power because I can't control it. It's like a bubble, and when it pops I can't stop it. I don't know what I'll do or who I'll injure. But the more I thought about escaping, the more desperate I became, and I just couldn't give up now, not when I was so close. So the invisible weights were bending the trees to block his way, my legs still running, jumping, tripping over roots and stone. This was multi-tasking to an extreme, and I couldn't handle it. My head was about to explode with the stress, but without warning the path gave way to soft, crisp sand and rippling ocean.
I barely had a second to gawp at the scene before I heard Caine climbing over the trail of debris I'd left behind. I held my breath and weighed down twenty odd trees, barring his way indefinitely.
"ELVIE!" He calls, bashing the towering wall of timber but it holds, and I head towards the town square, where I hear the voices of children chatting happily. I haven't heard that sound for so long it made me giggle myself. Then something else made me feel giddier still. The beautiful, delicate aroma of a McDonalds burger.
"Aaaaaaaah" I sighed, and headed towards the town.