Ty drove me to 13 Mills Creek. He switched off the car and began to unbuckle his seatbelt.
“I’ll go in alone. Thanks for saving me,” I said, and got out of the car. Ty looked skeptical, but he told me it was no problem and drove off. I waved as he drove. As soon as he was out of sight, I ran down the street. Further and further and further. Until I reached the next neighborhood. I would lay low until tomorrow and then go back. I found a nice bench to sleep on. It was nice until it began to rain. I flipped the hood of my jacket over my head and curled up. My body barely took up half the bench. I must’ve found some way to sleep, because the next thing I knew, someone was prodding me with an umbrella.
“Some people’s gotta sit ‘round here!” I blinked open an eye. It was an old man.
“Oh, so-sorry s-sir!” I said and scurried off. My body was soaked and my clothes stuck to my skin. I began to walk home. All ten miles. It took me about two hours to go halfway. But my frail body couldn’t handle even that. I collapsed on the side of the road. I just lay there on the damp ground for roughly an hour until a car stopped by. It was a kind-looking old woman.
“Come on, honey! I’ll give you a ride home!” Ignoring all that people had told me about getting into cars with strangers, I got in.
“Where to?” She asked. My thoughts flashed back to the night before. Ty had said the same exact thing.
“21 Erin’s River,” I said truthfully. The old woman smiled and nodded. She started up her old car and began to drive. I was grateful. She had the heat at full blast! By the time we reached the neighborhood, my clothes were only damp, they’d gone nearly dry in the heat. The old woman dropped me off at the entrance of Erin’s River. “Thank you so much!” The old woman smiled and nodded. I walked down along the street. As I neared the corner, I heard a lawn mower. I peered around the corner. There was Ty, shirtless, mowing his lawn. He was listening to music. I cursed to myself. I would have to sneak past him. If he found out I lived just down the street with my brother, he would eventually find out about my parents. I dashed across the street and crouched behind a bush. I snuck along as far as I could. I had to wait until his back was turned… I found the right moment, and bolted! I ran down the street and hid to the side of the house next to mine. Ty didn’t move. His back was still turned. I quickly unlocked the door and dashed in. Matthew must’ve been at work. It was a Saturday, and he had informed me that he worked on Saturdays. I heard his fiance taking a shower upstairs. I climbed up the stairs and went to my room. Putting my things in the proper drawers, I changed into newer, more comfortable clothes. About an hour later there was a knock at the door. I heard Matthew’s fiance, Amy, answer it.
“Stephanie! You’ve got a visitor!” Amy called. I hurried down the stairs. It was Ty. I gulped. How had he found out I lived here? “I’ll leave you two lovebirds alone!” She teased, and walked off.
“Your mom’s nice,” Ty said.
“Oh, she’s not my mom. She’s my- my-”
“You don’t have to tell me,” Ty interjected. “I came to see how you were feeling. I went to the address you had told me but a 80 year old answered. He said he had a dead wife named Mildred, but he lived alone. So I did some asking around and found out you lived here.” I gulped. If he did some digging, he would find out about my parents.
“Well, I’m doing fine, so thanks!” I tried to shut the door, but he stopped it with his foot. He pulled out a potted plant from behind his back and handed it to me. “Thank you. But I can’t take care of plants at the moment.”
“It’s fake,” Ty explained.
“Oh, well, then that’s perfect!” I smiled. “Now, I have to go. Lunch and all.”
“Do you want to come over to my place for lunch?” He asked/
“No,” I immediately answered. “I mean, me and Amy have plans.” We didn’t. Ty looked disappointed, but he nodded and walked back to his house. I closed the door and le tout a breath of relief.
“He likes you,” Amy spoke up. She walked out of the Dining Room.
“Did you hear the whole conversation?” I asked. She nodded, and smiled. She had perfectly white, straight teeth.
“He’s worried about you. So tell me, what really happened last night?” Amy asked.
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