"CAN I COME IN?" He actually asked this time, usually he would just barge right in and he never cared, not in the slightest.
"Um, just a minute." She shouted, staggered towards her wardrobe. Marcel had gotten her clothes just two days ago, it was very obvious she wasn't going to leave anytime soon but she only hoped her mother was okay, and not out looking out for her but who were she even kidding, her mother would be the first one to go out and search for her whereabouts, but Alison knew her mother didn't even have the slight of advantage in finding her whereabouts.
Marcel had made sure of it, no longer where they at the South boarder. She was in fact at his actual home, he must trust her enough to bring her here, why else would he. But did she trust him? No she didn't, but she felt sympathy for him. It was a completely different thing, at least that's what she kept telling herself.
