The Fire Starter
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Epilogue
The call came a week later. Just when I was already thinking that everything would be okay, that my parents wouldn't be bothering me again, my phone rang in the middle of the night. Spencer had just left, and I was just about to go to bed.
"We're coming to get you."
The message was simple and clear. They knew where I was, and they were not happy with what I had done. Not that it mattered whether I was happy or not. What mattered to them was that I had disobeyed orders. My father didn't even bother asking about how I was doing.
I let the phone drop to the floor, but sadly it didn't break. It just landed on the carpet with a muffled thud and I looked at myself in the mirror, asking myself what to do. Should I tell Spencer and the others? I can't just disappear, can I? Will they even find me?
Realizing that my parents might be here any minute and that I might not be able to say goodbye to them properly, I decided to tell them the next day.
"Someone looks like she woke up on the wrong side of the bed," Kyle observed as she took her place at the table, indicating me. I must look terrible for her to notice something was amiss.
"There's something I want to tell you all…" I trailed.
Instantly, Spencer's hand landed on mine, comforting me and willing me to continue what I was saying. He must be very nervous.
No one resumed eating as they waited for me to speak. "I might be gone any day now."
"What?" there was a loud chorus from the group, all of them asking the same thing.
"I thought you liked it here?" Reid asked, pain evident in his eyes. It must be a blow to him as the council president to lose a student without having any say in the matter.
"What happened?" Evan wanted to know.
Blake didn't even bother with his sarcasm and just looked at me, probably trying to see if I had lost my mind.
It was hard saying goodbye to them. They were the first real friends I had. "My parents, they're coming to get me."
"They found you," Spencer mumbled, his hold on my hand tightening. I wished, at that moment, that his hold on me would be enough to stop my parents from taking me away, but I knew that can't be.
"But you can't leave! What about school? What about your studies? What about Spencer? What about us?" Evan looked like a child begging for his mother not to leave.
"Even if I don't want to leave, they won't make it easy for this school until it throws me out." I gritted my teeth as I recalled various circumstances where my parents displayed the extents of their power, of their hold over people. "My parents don't play fair."
"Really?" Blake cocked his eyebrows, a one-sided smile already on his lips. "Have they met my parents yet?"
"Blake, I don't think--"
"He's right. Blake's parents are also powerful." Kyle nodded along with Xander.
"But my parents are--"
"You can stay with us," Spencer added to the chaos.
"I can't, Spence. It would be too dangerous. I don't want to burden your family. I don't want to cause them any trouble."
"Kayleigh," Spencer said slowly, but seriously. "Your parents aren't the only ones who are powerful."
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Misty Wright aka Eddy Kong spent the majority of his working life working as a financial consultant in a MNC financial institution. Eddy Kong is a financial consultant by day and book fanatic the rest of the time, he is now pursuing his life-long dream of weaving interesting romance tales for others to enjoy. He has a loving wife and three wonderful kids.
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