Little Things

You'll never love yourself half as much as I love you, You'll never treat yourself right, darling but I want you to, if I let you know I'm here for you, Maybe you'll love yourself like I love you....


3. Chapter 2

Ava’s POV

“Anne!” I whispered loudly, “Wake up!” I repeatedly shook her until she opened her eyes.

“What?” she groaned.

“It’s time,” I said. With those two words she quickly got up. It only took two words for her to realize why I was waking her up at 5 in the morning. I had already taken a shower and changed. I wore dark jeans, white converse, and a white tank top and a sweater over it. Anne changed into something similar to me. We grabbed our bags and looked at our empty room one last time. It looked dull without or posters. I carried two duffle medium sized bags and Anne carried the big one. We rapidly walked downstairs. It was 5:20am. We had to hurry. We grabbed the granola bars and apples. That was our breakfast for now. I grabbed a small duffle bag and placed in 6 bottled waters, 2 apples, 6 granola bars, gum, leftover pizza slices in a container, microwave noodle soup, and a couple of other little things. My sister carried the bag. We walked out of the house and gave it one last look. It was still dark, but we still had to hurry.

It was humid today, but gladly I had a braid to the side. Connecticut was usually cold, but summer was about to start. We walked to the nearest bus stop. We waited no more than 5 minutes. We sat together. The bus was quite empty. In about 15 minutes we arrived to the bus station. We got out and I got in line and bought two tickets. I went to sit on the bench next to Anne.

“Where are the tickets for?” she asked turning to look at me.

“New York City,” I simply replied. She smiled.

“Why?” she questioned.

“Because I think that’s the last place Jack will look for us,” I replied. He would never guess where we are going to.

We waited about 20 minutes before our bus arrived. We placed our bags in the luggage compartment. We only brought the small duffle bag that also contained our money with us. We were finally ready to leave this place. I love Stamford, Connecticut, but that man has made it a living hell for us. It took us two years to finally have this moment. The bus didn't get full, it was too early. We sat at the very back. It was only a middle age couple with 2 kids, a man, and an elderly couple. The bus finally moved. I smiled slightly. This would finally be over. We’d finally be free.

The bus made a quick stop for anybody who wanted breakfast. We got off with our duffle bag at McDonalds. The time was 7:03am. I just remembered something, he would be calling.

“Come on,” I said, “we have to be at a quiet place.”

She followed me as we headed to the restrooms. We stood there until the phone rang. The call was forwarded to or house number. We stood quiet.

“Hello?” I answered.

“I’m calling to see how you girls are,” Jack said.

“We’re fine, but when are you coming home?” I asked.

“Tomorrow,” he said, “but I’ll call later to check on you guys.”

“Ok,” I replied extremely nervous, “I’ll talk to you later.”

I sighed deeply. We sat in one of the booths and ate the snacks we had in our duffle bag until it was time to go. Only 20 minutes until we arrived at New York City. The bus drive seemed slow, but everything felt slow right now. When we arrived, we hurried out of there and headed straight to a Starbucks. We sat there talking about what our next move would be.

“How much money do we have left?” Anne asked.

“A lot,” I replied.

We walked out of Starbucks with our bags and walked around NYC. First thing was first; we had to go sell the jewelry and items we had to get more money. We looked around for a thrift shop and when we found one, we went right in. We got out one of my mom’s old wallets. It was an expensive gift from that man. It was a very nice Louis Vuitton wallet. The lady helped us out and gave us only $180. It wasn’t much, but anything would do. Now our total went up to $710. We kept walking until we arrived to a jewelry store. We sold my gold chain, my sister’s gold chain, my mom’s gold bracelet and necklace, and that man’s gold chain. We also sold earrings and rings. The nice man gave us a total of $523. That was perfect. Our money soon went to $1,233. We walked around the city until the time was 3:13PM. We then walked around looking for a hotel.

“How about that one?” Anne said pointing to a hotel with a sign that said London.

“That seems expensive,” I said, “but as soon as I know we aren’t safe, and Jack finds out we’re in New York City, that might just be the last place he’ll look for us.”

I assured her we could stay there, just not now.

We kept walking around until we came upon a Holiday Inn that was $139 a night. I walked in ad made reservations. They gave us our key ad we went up to our room. The room was absolutely beautiful. This was probably so elegant to us, considering we lived in a hell. We had two beds, a mini fridge, a microwave, a small round table with two chairs, and a small plasma screen. We weren’t going to be here for long, just long enough until we can leave farther and look for our only aunt. She would take care of us. She was our last chance of being free.  

We unpacked our food and put it in the mini fridge. We were starving. We got out our microwave noodle soups and ate on the table. We turned on the TV so the room was filled with noise.

 Tomorrow would be another day. Tomorrow would bring challenges. Whatever tomorrow brings us, we’re ready.      

Niall’s POV

I ran backstage exhausted. I was out of energy. The lads and I changed onto some comfy clothes as we made our way out the arena. Uncasville, Connecticut was unbelievable; just so much energy. We made our way to the tour bus.

“New York City here we come!” Louis yelled as he waved goodbye to the screaming fans. It was unbelievable. The shouted our names and waved goodbye. I waved back with a huge smile.

“I’m starving!” Louis said as he walked in the tour bus. He went to one of the cabinets and grabbed a bag of chips. He flopped on the couch and watched a movie.

“Lou,” Harry said, “you got to share bro.”

Louis shook his head. Just a few seconds after, they started bickering. Paul came in through the door with two boxes of pizza. The lads immediately looked up and sat on the booth. Paul and I laughed.

“Wow Paul,” Harry said, “Thanks, you have no idea how hungry we are.”

“Thought I might buy some food for you boys. You lads did amazing at tonight show,” Paul said.

“Thanks Paul,” Liam said as he grabbed a slice.

We sat on the booth and ate the box. I ate two small slices. The lads kept on eating. After I had my second slice, I stopped.

“I’m full,” I said.

They gave me a weird look.

“But you just ate two slices,” Zayn said.

“Yeah, I know but I'm full,” I lied.

“But you’re always eating more than us,” Louis said.

“Yeah mate, but not today, I'm full,” I said a bit annoyed.

“I think you should have one more, we haven’t eaten all day and that’s not enou-” Louis said before I cut him off.

“I’m just not hungry!” I snapped. I looked at their stunned faces and murmured, “I’m just not hungry.”  

I got up and headed to my bunk bed. I sighed. Why is this getting to me? I closed my eyes. I needed to rest. I felt bad for getting angry with the lads but they had to understand me. I needed someone to understand me. I needed someone.                                           


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