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Heavy footsteps were heard stomping on the floor above us.
"I know you're down there," boomed a harsh voice. I looked over at Kat who was shaking like a leaf thrown about in the wind.
"Shh," I say. "Don't make a sound."
The systems were failing. We only had a few seconds before the plane crashed into the ocean below us and I hadn't even told my dad I was sorry for yelling at him before I left. If I could call him now I'd tell him he was right. I should've never taken the job offer overseas. I was meant to stay in one place forever.
I never thought I'd be the kind of person who would be running away from the law instead of siding with it. How did I ever get myself into this mess?
If only James hadn't talked me into going on that vacation. I wouldn't have met danger face to face and I would still be the grade A student I once was. This is an exceptionally terrible position to be in.
"Where's your dignity, girl," the older woman spat.
Eileen looked up with dead eyes. "I have none."
With that, she slowly turned around and walked out of the room.
I walked up the hill to where my favorite spot used to be... our spot. The last time we conversed at the oak tree had been around seven years ago. We spoke about the future... our future. A future that, now, neither of us would ever know.