Finding Our Wings {Complete}

1. Bedroom window

I snuck out my bedroom ready to see Tyler like I usually do.

"Hey Clem." He said waiting at the bottom of my house

"Hey T. Any new ideas?" I asked

"Nope just the same one we talked about."

"Cool, are you packed?" 

"Yeah, everything what about you."

"I'm still in the process."

"Wha- we're leaving tomorrow finish packing!" He whisper yelled

"I know I know, it's just this whole thing is crazy."

"Do you really want to do this Clementine?" He asked seriously

"Yes! I'm just nervous."

"We'll be ok. I promise." He said hugging me

"Thanks."

"How much money do you have?"

"Like 200." 

"Damn I got 67."

"That's good, damn near 300."

"You really think that's enough for L.A?"

"No, but it's a start."

"Yeah, it is."

"One more time: We got to school but bring our other backpacks, go to school do whatever, then walk down the metro station and and take a train to Colorado and then we could take a train to L.A and boom we're free"

"Sound flawless."

"It should we planned this for months."

"We should go to bed, we gotta big day tomorrow." He said

"Alright."

He gave me a big hug and we went back to our houses.

The next day

I walked downstairs and saw my dad eating toast.

"You just gonna stay there or you gonna get your ass out this house?" He asked eyeing me

"I'll be out alright." I mumbled

I walked out the door and there Tyler was.

"Yo what's up!" 

"Hey." I said lowly

"You good?"

"It's just my Dad."

"Well you won't have to worry about that nigga no more."

I nodded my head and we began walking.

"Your ma come home yet?" I asked

"Nope."

"Isn't this the second week?!" 

"Yeah."

"Damn." 

We walked in silence to school. Once we got there we said hi to some friends and Tyler followed me to my locker like usual.

"I'll see you in 4th ok?" He said

"Alright."

He hugged me and and went to his locker.

Lunch

I drank my iced coffee waiting for Tyler to sit with me.

"Sorry I'm late Ms.Tate wanted to keep us back cause someone lost her marker." Tyler said

"It's fine."

I leaned my head on his shoulder and sat in silence.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm just tired."

"What's really going on? Is is about after school?"

"Sorta, I'm just, I just really hope this will work out, I can't live with him anymore. All the shit he put me through."

"I know I know, he won't find us alright. I swear."

"Thanks."

"It's fine, now let me get some of that iced coffee."

I handed him the drink and he took 1 too many sips.

"Give it back nigga!" I yelled snatching it back

I drank the rest of it and we just had small talk until lunch was over.

After school

"Let's go!" Tyler said waiting for me 

I was still getting my bag out of my locker.

"I'm coming."

I swung the backpack over my shoulder and we left. We walked down to the metro station and paid for our bus passes. 

"We're taking C46." He said

"Alright."

We sat on a bench looking for a train that had C46 on it. 

"What's your dream." I asked Tyler

"You already know my dream?" He said

"I know, but I like hearing you talking about it."

"My dream is to move to California and make music and create things. And to wake up and do whatever the fuck I wanna do."

"I love your dream." I said

"What's your dream?"

"My dream is to start a fashion empire and run a summer camp for kids interested in fashion."

"Amazing."

"Our bus." I said 

We got up and walked onto the bus. We sat in a two seat and I could tell he knew I was nervous and he grabbed my hand. Then my dad called me, I immediately turn it off.

"I love you T." I said

"I love you too Clem."

I looked out the window watching everything go by. We sat silence as we were off to Colorado. Ok, me and Tyler met 3 years ago, he had a bad relationship with his mom, she was never there, and he didn't really have a Dad, he was alone most of the time when he wasn't with me. And me on the other hand it was really my Dad. He'd treat me like dirt. My mom passed away when I was 3. My Dad did not care about anyone but himself, and being an only child did not help that. So about 8 weeks ago me and Tyler planned to run away together. I'm 16 and Tyler's 17. We're hella close but we're not dating. We decoded that this was the best decision for the both of us. I fell asleep on Tyler and slept the whole way their.