It was a week since I got out of MPS. At first, I was happy because I was free. But after only a day, I realized I had nothing to do. Nowhere to go. No one to talk to. I was alone, hiding In a 'haunted house'. At least, that's what I called it when I was little. A family lived there a long time ago, but they all died and said the house belongs to their family friend or something, but they never even looked at it. I would look at it and my brother would always dare me to go in. I was never scared of it, so I would go there whenever I wanted to be alone. And after all those years, It was not my choice will I be alone or not. Not anymore. I couldn't go home because my mother hated me and If I did got to her, she would call MPS and she would get me back there. I couldn't go to the Art class because of what happened the last time. I couldn't go to any of my friends houses, because they were not my friends any more. All I could do Is go steal some food or drinks, and go fight with someone. Which I did only once for that week. The guy was just asking for it. He saw me in the house and got in just so he could tease me about not being in MPS anymore and he started shit talking about my mum. I just had to. So the day 7 of my 'runaway' was calm. I just sat there, next to the broken window on the 3rd and final floor. I had no food and no drinks. I didn't go out to steal some more because I was too tired. And I started not caring. So I just sat there and listened to the conversations of the people on the streets.
"I kissed him,you know. I was sooo happy when he said I can finally be his girlfriend." Blaah boring... Someone else please?
"I don't understand how does he think I can finish all that paperwork by monday? Monday!" oh my god even worse.
"...and then I tell her, sorry mam, but those lemons sure cost too much..." ... this gotta be a joke.
"What does a pretty lady like you do alone, in the middle of the night?" I freaked out. Maybe someone needed help. But I was weak... And plus if they knew I was from MPS they would call Jenessa or whoever and I would be back there.
"Um, I'm just... looking for a friend. That's all." the female voice sounded very familiar.
"You know, girls like you always say that when they are alone." the male voice spoke again.
"I really am trying to find him, so please just... ouch! Let go of my hand!" she screamed. I looked up trough the broken window and saw Flora. I couldn't believe it. I ran down as fast as I could and slammed the doors open.
"Helia!" she yelled while I was getting closer to them.
"Let go of her hand." I said and he didn't listen. He just grinned at me.
"The boy from the crazy house living in a haunted house,huh? You could do so much better, you know." he said while his grip on her hand became stronger.
"I said let go of her hand, or I will have to use one of mine on your face." he started laughing.
"Sure thing, whatever you say, hookers boy." he said and I jumped on him. He fell down on the ground,and so did I. He let go of Floras hand and he was using it while trying to punch me. I pushed his head against the ground a few times.
"Helia, please stop! It's enough!" Flora yelled from behind. But we continued. He then turned me and did the same to me. He stood up, and then so did I. He threw his leg in my stomach and I fell about a meter away. He got to me and stabbed my back with his elbow. I turned him to the ground and kicked him with my knee right in the part where it hurts the most. I stood up while he was holding his hands right where I hit him.
"Helia, it's enough, can we go?" she asked looking scared and I nodded. We entered the haunted house.
"So this is where you live now?" she asked as we sat down next to the broken window.
"Yeah." I said and she sighed.
"Aren't you scared that the guy is going to come in this house?"
"Nah, he is done for today. Now tell me, what are you doing here?"
"Miranda told me I can go out tonight. I wasn't really ready but I did it." she said and started crying.
"Why are you crying? I'm really proud of you for going out after all the time you were too scared to even go outside of MPS."
"Well I guess I was right for staying inside! As soon as I get out, something like this happens?!"
"Well, this is just that kind of a street. What were you doing in it, anyway?"
"I overheard two girls talking about a guy with long, dark blue hair and blue eyes living in the haunted house. I figured it was you."
"Why were you even looking for me?"
"Because,Helia!" she yelled and wiped her tears.
"Because? Great reason." I said jokingly.
"... Because I need you,Helia. I love everyone in MPS but I felt alone without being able to talk to you. So I came here to ask you to come back." she said and looked at my eyes.
"I see you're doing just fine without me. You don't seem shy anymore."
"I'm like this only when I talk to you! That's why I need you!"
"But Flora, I ran away from that place. I don't want to just come back there..."
"... Not even for me?" she asked and I got closer and closer to her. Then I kissed her. I didn't know should I do it or not, was she ready or not, or did she even look at me the way I looked at her or not, but I did it anyway. After that I hugged her and she did the same.
"I'll go back with you."