She closed the door and then took a key out of her pocket and locked him in. "Hey!" I said, almost yelling. "You can't do that to him!" "Sure I can. And I can do it to you too." She said. Then, she grabbed my arm and lead me up the stairs into the room she locked Layne in. "You stay here till dinner!" She yelled. And with that, she hurried off and slammed the door. I screamed and threw things across the bed room and then suddenly stopped. This looked like an older boys room. Was it John's? I coulnd't remember what the bed room Layne had shown me earlier looked like so I began picking up the things I threw and putting them back where they belonged. I slowly sat down on the bed and brang my knees tight to my chest, letting little air into my lungs. I closed my eyes and began to rock myself back and forth, thinkning of Gaven. Gaven, why did I ever leave you? Are you alright? Gaven, I miss you! I forced back the tears in my eyes and removed the thoughts from Gaven that were beginning to come back into mind.

Finally, the door flung open and Layne's mother stood there. Looking at me sternley. "I thought about what you said. I have decided that I do need to stop treating Layne like a child. I guess I just don't want him to grow up. You know?" I nodded my head, having no clue what she meant. And then, she broke down in tears. "I just miss my John!" She cried. Then, she rushed for my arms that desperatley clung to my sides. Afraid to comfort her. I patted her back with my left hand for about a minute and mumbled, "it's going to be alright," to her. She jerked away and then wiped off her face with her long white sleeve. "I'm alright dear, don't fret." Like I was going to. I thought to myself. She patted my head and then unlocked Layne's door.

I was expecting someone to dart out of the room and run away from this crazy woman. But, instead. No one moved a muscle. Mum just began to weep. "My Layne! He's gone too!" My heart began pounding and words didn't make sense anymore. I ran into the room and looked around only to find an opened window and bed ssheets tied together, leading out of the window. "Layne!" I screamed out the window. In another spit second I felt my feet hit the hard, dark ground outside of the window and felt my feet take off running down the roads. "Layne!" Louder now. "Layne!" I screamed until I heard a soft laughter behind me."Looking for me?" I turned around and saw that same autumn colored hair boy smiling at me. I felt relieved and angery all at the same time and ran into his arms, hitting his chest with my fist as hard as I could. "I thought I lost you, you loser! Don't ever ever ever, do that again!" I screamed at him, waiting for him to scream back.

But instead, I heard a very soft, sweet voice that I had never heard before. "It's alright. I'm here. I'm safe. I won't ever leave again, I promise." He hugged me tighter and kissed the top of my head. Then, he took my hand and we walked back home. When we opened the front door mum had settled down and Amy was eating pieces of watermellon. Mum didn't even say anything, she just looked at us and became more relaxed. "I'll see you guys in the morning. Goodnight." Then, she went to bed. Layne tood there, shocked I guess. Shocked because for the first time in his life, his mother didn't scream and cry like her baby boy had just went through the downtown part of town. He kind of smiled and then we went upstairs into his room. He turned me around and told me to hold on while he changed. So, I waited until he was done and then changed myself. Him, covering his face with a pillow.

I yawned and climbed into the bed with him. Tucking the blanket into my side for warmth. Layne was behind me, snoring until I smacked him. "What?" "Stop snoring you pig!" "Gees, sorry." And the rest of the night was silent. Almost too silent until the birds made some sort of an awful screeching noise. I sat up straight and would have screamed if the hand wouldn't have covered my mouth. I followed the arm to the body it was attached to. It was just Layne. He held his finger to his lips and looked at me. After a long time he took his hand off my mouth and kissed my cheek. "What happened?" I asked. "Just stuff." But I could tell it was so much more then what he was trying to fool me for. But, I lay back down and rested my head against his chest. It wasn't worth worrying over if Layne wasn't going to tell me. He was clearly not telling me for my own saftey.