~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Disguising my Scent~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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MY P.O.V
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When I sat down on a park bench I finally realized how sore I was. And dirty.
The muscles in my legs were throbbing, I was still wearing Luke's clothes, my hair was all greasy and stringy, I was covered with mud in random places and most of all I stunk. My arms were cut up from falling in the woods, occasionally and I had nobody to run to.
Unless I could miraculously find my older brother but I truly doubt that's ever gonna happen.
I sighed and relaxed on the bench.
Who knew running away would be so much work.
"You're hopeless, you know that?" I heard from somebody beside me. I turned my head and I saw... Me?!
I jumped off the bench and clutched my dagger tightly.
I- er, she rolled her eyes and stepped towards me.
"It's only me. Your conscious. The one who's had to listen to your thoughts for your whole life!" She said, exasperated.
My thoughts aren't that bad.
"Uh, yes they are." She said. "And you were right, you really do stink." She said, waving her hand in front of her.
I'm hallucinating.
"No your not." She said from behind me. I turned around swiftly and backed away. "Get used to this, I'm gonna be around for a long time." She said.
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My eyes snapped open. That felt so real.
"That's because it was." She said in front of me.
I screamed loudly, falling from the bench. But when I looked up again, she was gone.
I massaged my temples, trying to soothe the headache I now had.
"Y'know, you're very stubborn." I heard from behind me.
Oh God, not again.
I turned around and came face-to-face with Luke.
"How'd you find me?" I asked. That trail was foolproof.
"I followed the scent that was strongest." Luke said.
Great.
I sighed inwardly and then sniffed a bit. Ew. That was real. I stink!
"C'mon. You're lucky I have another house here." He grabbed my hand and we appeared in a little house. It was very homey and it had an upstairs and a downstairs.
"There's a bathroom upstairs, first door on your right. They're some clothes that should fit you in the room across from it. It used to be my sister's room. I'd say she should be about the same size as you." He said walking into the living room.
I went to the bathroom and washed up. I went into the room across from the bathroom and it really did look like a girl's room.
I walked to the closet and noticed a lot of tight shirts. Oh Hell no. I do not wear tight shirts, I feel so violated if I do.
I then looked at the pants- well, I can't really say pants because they were all mini skirts.
That's even worse.
"Luke! Did your sister have anything else besides tight shirts and skirts?!" I called down to him, still looking through the closet.
"Um, no! I don't think so!" He yelled.
I groaned in annoyance and grabbed a skirt that wasn't as short as the others and a shirt that wasn't as tight.
Then I just remembered something.
Where the heck are my clothes?
"Luke! Do you see a bag of clothes down there?!" I called to him.
"No! You never brought one!" He called back.
"Goddamn." I mumbled to myself. I must have left them at my- er, Amby's house.
Great, now I was stuck in a mini skirt and a semi-tight shirt.
Just what I need. I looked for a baggy-ish sweater but there wasn't much. They were either cropped or way too tight.
I picked out a simple black cropped sweater with a big hood. It would have to work, for now, anyways.
Then another thought struck me.
If they were looking for me then they'd have to follow my scent. I looked at Luke's sister's old dressing table and found a bottle of perfume. I sprayed some in the air and it was so strong.
I started coughing a fit. I waved my hand in front of my face and cringed. Ugh. I sprayed another one and this one wasn't so strong but it still had me coughing.
Another one; Still too strong.
Another one; Eh, not as bad. But bad.
Another one; Perfect.
It was called dancing waters and it smelled like water lilies. It didn't smell a thing like my old perfume so I sprayed some of it on me. It wouldn't last a long time but it should last enough time for me to start running again.
"Jess, you almost done?" Luke asked, from the door.
"Ya, almost. Hey, do you think I could have some of your sister's stuff?" I asked, hopeful. If I could disguise myself long enough maybe I would be able to get away.
"Ya, go ahead. She hasn't been here for about five years." He said.
"Thanks!" I yelled, happily. I grabbed a Louis Vuitton bag and packed it with stuff. I grabbed the perfume and put that in there, too.
Whoever this girl was, she really liked dressing girly.
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