Twinsequences Ivy (Twisted Twin #2)(12)

As soon as he was able, I spotted him pulling the car over and climbing out. He looked around the yard, finally going to his trunk for some reason. A flashing beam let me know he’d grabbed a flashlight. I started to panic, peering around the yard for another place to hide. Mikael wasn’t going to give up. He knew his career was on the line. The sooner he found me, the better he’d be.

The constant burn of pain was relevant in my next moves. I knew my running game was damaged, and if I didn’t use my head, I’d be caught quickly. The last thing I needed was for him to spot me. With extra precision, I maneuvered through one yard, while he searched another. One by one I passed through landscaped grasses, and decks.

In the distance I could see his light. When I knew it was too far to see me, I came out onto the open road and crossed over a few blocks. Since I wasn’t exactly familiar with the area, I’d have to ask someone for my location. I decided to keep walking in one direction. Time was of the essence. The moment my parents got wind I’d escaped they’d come looking. My sister would be notified, and I could kiss my newest plan goodbye, because she’d be long gone.

Each time I saw a car approaching I’d duck behind something, in case it was Mikael. I wanted to feel bad, I swear I did, but my narcissistic tendencies wouldn’t allow it. This was my chance, and I was hell-bent on making this one work, no matter who I had to go through to see it happen.

My feet were starting to hurt when I began hiking through a patch of woods. During normal circumstances I’d be the last person to venture inside of something so dark and gloomy. As my shoes sunk down into the dampened leaves, I started wondering how many insects would be crawling up my ankles when I was finally able to see again. Thick brush prevented me from running fast, but it didn’t deter me away. The further I ventured into the unknown, the harder it would be for anyone to find me.

Finally, after trekking for what seemed like an eternity, I came upon a house with an outside light on. Since it was the middle of the night, I assumed the homeowners would be fast asleep, making it easy for me to look around the property for a shed where I could find a flashlight, and maybe a jacket. The cool wind was causing me to shiver, mixed with the fear of being caught and locked up again. I couldn’t go back to that place and spend another night being held captive. All I ever wanted was to be free; free from everything that held me back from happiness.

Quietly I crept around the vicinity of the yard, staking out my surroundings with little light to do so. The shed door was locked, and it was impossible to think of anywhere someone would hide a key, though I did try the grill first before giving up. For as far as the dirt road went, everything was dark. This house must have been off the beaten path enough where they didn’t have neighbors. It was good for me, but bad at the same time. I needed resources, and with no other means to make it happen, I knew what had to be done. As quiet as possible I sauntered toward the rear entrance to the home, peering through the glass to see if I noticed any movement, or a prowling dog ready to pounce. After a few minutes I tapped lightly on the glass, just to be positive there were no lurking killer animals awaiting a redheaded late-night snack.

I twisted the knob, finding it wasn’t locked. It was fortunate for me, so I took it as my cue to be quiet and fast. I wasn’t there to harm anyone, but if they stood in my way of freedom, I’d have to do what was necessary. Since I’d never been in the house before, it was hard to not bang into things while blindly searching for something to use as a light without alarming the sleeping homeowners. Being in the kitchen allowed me to start pulling drawers open to feel what was inside. The first one, closest to the door had a small light inside. I prayed the batteries were still working as I pushed it to be on. Illuminating light filled the large area, giving me a better look at my surroundings. I kept the light low, hoping to keep from alarming the people who were still sleeping inside. I tiptoed quietly, tripping over a few area rugs strategically placed throughout the hardwood floors. I needed to find a computer, or some sort of cellular device I could track my sister down with. Sure enough I located the items I was looking for, only to discover they were all in the master bedroom, sitting on a charging station on a corner desk. I turned off my flashlight and waited a few minutes, just to make sure if they’d seen the flash of the light they’d gone back to sleep thinking they were dreaming. It only took me but a second to grab one phone and a wallet before exiting the room. After taking a bottle of spring water from the kitchen countertop, and leaving the wallet, minus sixty bucks on the table, I hauled ass out the door I’d entered in, never turning back to see if anyone was following.





Chapter 6


The couple would awake and wonder, but they wouldn’t be in danger. Like I mentioned before, I wasn’t interested in harming people, unless they got in my way.

I drank half the contents of my water bottle before I made it the first mile. I only know it was around that amount of walking because nearly twelve minutes had passed by.

I was approaching a residential neighborhood, and so was the early morning sun, peeping out from the horizon. The ground was wet, as were my shoes and socks. My ankles itched, and I didn’t dare look down to see what had hitched a ride on me as I’d been walking.

While I sat down to take a break and use the phone, I thought about Mikael. A part of me felt guilty for what he would go through because of his involvement with me. With any luck he’d use that brain of his to construe a story believable enough to make people think I’d threatened his life in some way. With a bit of effort he’d get himself out, by throwing me under the bus and putting an all points bulletin out to police for my immediate return.