well no one has read my story but i am still going to write it. Someone will soon. I hope they will at least and if not i can always tell it to my little sis. She'll listen.
Chapter Four: The start of the leave
Illaina caught up with Jason and walked with him. It was quite for a while until Illaina started talking.
"So...... You've been alone ever since you were ten?" She asked. Jason nodded his head.
"And i assume you have been alone since you were 11?" jason asked. Illaina nodded her head.
"Have you ever left this town?" Illaian asked.
"Nah, never had anywhere to go." jason said. They were walking down the sidewalk and ppl would not stop staring at them. Illaiana had never had many friends andafter her brothers death she had never had any. So to see her talking with someone was different. Illaina kept glaring at them but they would not stop. Jason looked at her and chuckled.
"Don't mind them. They aren't used to things so they have to stare. They don't know any better."Jason said. Illaina stopped her glaring and walked in scilence for a while.
"Do you wanna leave this town?" She just had to ask him.
"Yeah. I really do but i just don't have any where to go." jason said.
"Well do you wanna leave this town with me? We don't have to have any where to go we just have to have a place to start. We need to stock up food and stuff." Illaina said.
"Well you see there is a problem with that last part. I don't have any where to keep food. When my brother died we were living on the streets. i still do but i have a couple of ppl who help me out from time to time." jason said.
"Is that why you are only wearing a coat and no shirt?" Illaina asked worriedly.
"Yeah but it's okay." Jason said as if he were used to it.
"Well let's go to my place and we will pack all the food i have. People feel sorry for me and since they fear me they give me food."Illaina said and grabbed Jason's hand. She led him towards her apartment and led him inside.
"Okay there is a trunk in my kitchen. could you start filling it with food while i go get my clothes?" Illaina asked and headed to her room. Jason went and found the trunk and started to fill it with food from her refridgerator and pantry. after a while Illaina came walking out with 2 suitecases.
"One is for you. I think my brothers clothes might fit you. How old are you?" Illaina asked.
"I'm 16, why?" Jason asked her.
"Wwll when my brother died he was 18 but he wasn't that built. He was skinny and he wasn't short but he wasn't tall. You are built more than him and you are tall so i think his clothes would fit you. Go change into them to see." Illaina said and handed him a suitecase. he took and headed to her bathroom. Illaina waited for him to come out. After a couple of minute he did.
"They fit fine. He had good taste in clothes. I like 'em." Jason said looking at the shirt. The shirt was long sleeved. It looked like it was a long sleeved shirt with a short sleeved shirt over it but it wasn't. the sleeves were a dark blue and the rest of the shirt was grey. He was wearing blue jeans along with a pair of convers.
"It looks good on you." Illaina said. jason looked at what she was wearing and raised a brow.
"You, little miss need new clothes. i just get the feeling all your clothes are black." jason said.
"Yeah, they are but i hate other colors." Illaina said.
'I don't think your brother would like you just wearing all black." Jason said.
"Well he never complained before." Illaina argued. Jason sighed.
"fine, fin. we won't change your clothes for now. But soon we will. now let's grab the trunk and go. you can hold the suite cases. I will get the trunk." jason said and went to the kitchen and grabbed the trunk. Illaina grabbed jason's suitecase and started towards the door. Jason soon followed.
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