Chapter 13

                                    

                                          
               I quickly regained focus and slung my bag over my shoulder before I stepping into the bitter cold air to continue my walk to the storage unit.

Time skip

 I put the key in the lock and turned it thinking 'please let this work' as if by a miracle it did. My eyes quickly darted around the room before looking behind me to make sure no one had followed because I right now I just needed to be alone. Once I was certain that I was, my gaze refocused on the unit and immediately I felt guilty as I saw what was meant to be Gabriel's bike. In my heart I knew I would finish it for him and then I spotted my father's bike in the corner and it looked to be custom so I understood why he would kill me if I even touch it. Finally I found mine, an old Harley but one that would look good once done up I knew I had a lot of work to do but it was one that I had always dreamed about riding since I was about four. Leaving the bikes I walked around passing my old surfboard, hockey jerseys, football jerseys, soccer jerseys and sports equipment until I found what I had come for. I would start on the bikes another day when I had some time but for now I needed to get back to the mansion before darkness which only gave me two hours max and it would take about an hour to walk back. I opened the box labeled Oliver and grabbed what I thought was enough clothes to stuff in my bag, it didn't really matter which ones to me as long as I got what I needed. I was just about to close the lid when I saw a lone photo in the corner of the box, carefully I put it in my pocket before closing up the unit and walking back to the mansion.