My mind wouldn't stop spinning. I had been running constantly; the same emotions I felt the day my Father died were overwhelming me. The memories were still vivid and it all replayed in my head despite the amount of times I tugged at my scalp, begging it to stop. I kept biting my finger until it drew blood. I had never felt this way before. I didn't want to feel this way. I didn't want to feel afraid. I had spent my whole life alone, no Mother, no Father, no friends, no relatives. Alone. And I had been fine right up until this moment because I realised I have never truly been loved. I have never felt comfortable being with anybody.
But at the same time, I didn't deserve to.
I turned the corner to get to the next street. The street lamps lit the way as I searched for anywhere, somewhere I could go to think. I needed to think of a way to escape. I'm sure Auden's already called the police by now, they could be searching for me right at this moment. Wiping away my tears, I tried to think straight, blocking out all emotions and thoughts stopping me from doing so. I arrived at a small bench, implanted into the concrete beside the road. It wasn't the most hygienic place to be, but it was good enough to sit down and think. I didn't have money, I didn't have a place to sleep and I didn't even have a way of transportation. Unless...
I looked around. Surely, most people should be asleep by now. I don't know the time exactly but it's certainly late as I left the building near midnight. So I shouldn't get caught, right? I checked around me once again, making sure I wasn't being watched. There was no need to creep up to the car, yet I felt the urge to do so anyways. It was only a cheap car for a citizen, though it should be ideal as I want to appear as an ordinary person with an average car. I undid the buckle to the belt around my waist, and held the tip of the pin in between my fingers. Cautiously, as to not disturb a car alarm, I inserted the needle through the key hole of the door, and twisted aggressively. It took a few attempts, but in the end, the door eventually opened with a faint 'click'. I threw my belt into the backseat and got into the car, taking my blazer off. I was covered in blood. If I got stopped on the road, my appearance alone would give me away.
I had gotten a car. But where was I to go? I had no home, no place to stay. I sighed and started the car. It came to a steady start and I drove down the road, the engine chugging loudly and my hands grasping the wheel tightly.
I had escaped for now but I still wasn't safe.