I went to school today as usual and Toby was off ill. He was lying on our sofa downstairs when I left and he hadn't eaten his breakfast. It was quite a normal day at school with normal lessons. I jumped off my bus and walked through the front door. I said hello to Emily as I usually do and then went upstairs to my room to do some homework.
When I got upstairs, Toby was stood outside my bedroom door with a magnifying glass in his hand. I asked him what the matter was and he said he had found the train ticket, the train ticket I wasn't supposed to have, the train ticket Tea had wished for. For a minute I just stood there, staring at him. I couldn't believe he could have found it, this wasn't happening. Then I burst out in tears, this would change everything.
He said if I didn't let him go he would tell my dad. He couldn't tell dad, that would be it, he wouldn't let me go; something bad would happen and I knew that if I didn't go, we would all die. But I didn't even know whether I was actually going yet or not. I screamed at him in despair, I can't even remember what I was screaming, I don't think Toby knew either I was just panicking, what was I supposed to do now?
In the end I stopped crying and calmed myself, muttering 'we are going to die' over and over under my breath. I told Toby to give me three hours and I would tell him my decision, in the meantime he was not to tell his mum or dad. I knew I would have exactly 3 hours because Toby would count it right down to the last seconds.
For a while I really did not know what to do, I knew this would be putting Toby in so much danger, I didn't even know when I was planning to come back from Sacred Hearts, if I even did. Toby could die and it would be my fault, but I couldn't leave him here unless I locked him in my cupboard. He would find a way to tell Emily and dad, he always did, however hard I tried. If he tells them, I am almost certainly not going to Sacred Hearts and I also have a strange feeling were are all going to die. This could all be a trap, but what have we got to loose.
There was only really one option right from the start, I knew there was.
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Life's for the Living
Fantasy"Dreams aren't what you leave behind when morning comes; they are the stuff that fill your every living moment." David Ouschieri Never has that been more true than for Faye and Tea. They are ordinary girls living ordinary lives in ord...
