𝔐𝔶 𝔍𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔫𝔢𝔶 [✔] { Book 1 in The Journey Series } [DRAFT]

Chapter 46: The City/Ruin/Annoying

Amanda's pov.

Where were you! I was looking for you! It's past fifteen minutes! I say.

I'm sorry. I was waiting for you and I assumed that you would've known where I would be. He explains.

It's fine. Do you still want to go? I say.

Yes. He says smiling.

Let's race! I say.

You always say that. He complains.

Yeah and you anyways do it with me. I say.

He smiles and side hugs me.

I start to run. Jordan's behind me.

I can hear him laugh quietly. I smile.

There's no interruptions, no getting hurt or even losing something.

I stop running.

Jordan stops behind me.

I turn around and says wheres Jason?

I'm not sure where he is but you don't need to think about that. Remember your doing this for a day. For us to have a good time without any interruptions. . He says.

Okay. I say.

Lead the way. He says smiling.

I smile back and turn around, running.

***

Where is Jason? I shouldn't even call him that. He was never my father to began with.

He left, changed his actions, got Abigail angry, chased me till I got away without my hood, and just disappeared. Or is what I think. He could still be near me. Watching my every move.

I snap out of my gaze hearing Jordan's voice.

Amanda were almost there. He yells.

His voice echoes.

I guess you changed this race into just running to New York. I yell.

That's what I was in trying to do. He says.

I smile.

***

Miranda's pov.

I walk over to the arena, Kyle stands there ready to fight.

He goes for the first punch. It hits my shoulder.

Hey! I wasn't ready! I say.

In a real fight you should always be concern with your surroundings. He says.

Ok then. I say trying to trip him. He falls.

Really that's all you got? He says.

I look up. His eyes are red.

Your not allowed to wolf out in here. I say.

He mumbles something under his breath. I'm not sure what.

He grabs my wrists.

I seen Jordan tough Amanda this. Fighting without your hands.

I start to kick him. He doesn't budge. I turn my wrists to escape his grip.

When did you become a coach? I say.

Since I stepped in here and asked you if you want to fight. He says smiling.

I tackle him. He try's to escape.

I start to punch him in the face. I hit his nose.

Ever tried to throw knives or shoot a bow and arrow? Kyle says.