Ch. 27

                                    

                                          
Maya's pov
                          
By 11 pm everyone's asleep with the exception to me. I'll give my parents where credit is due, they did leave me alone as I asked which allowed me to cry so hard I threw up more than once today. Not a single person has checked on me and I honestly prefer it that way. If I saw Ava today, god knows what I'd have done to her or myself.
                          
I grab my car keys off my dresser which my mom failed to collect during my whole punishment ordeal. It'll be something she regrets once she realizes I'm not here, but what she doesn't know won't hurt her.
                          
I take a deep breath before I leave my bedroom and quietly walk downstairs. I stop by the front door and look at the Alarm system that's turned on and will go off if I dare to open the front door. I tap a few things and just like that, it's disarmed and I walk out the front door.
                          
I unlock my car and start it and leave the driveway quicker than I ever have. Once I make it past the security gate every once of anxiety leaves my body. I'm home safe at this point. The hard part has been accomplished.
                          
"Ok Maya you need to go ghost mode on snapchat, stop sharing your location with your parent's in imessage, turn of life360, and get as far away as possible." I remind myself.
                          
Staying at home right now isn't an option for me right now. My minds so dark that if I want to be safe, I need to just leave. Because with where my parents have put me and what Ava's done, I'm at the very edge right now. 
                          
Truthfully, I don't have a plan as to where I'm going. All I know is long night drives do help calm me down. So as of now, my only plan is to drive until I'm calmed down and hope that it works. If it doesn't, well I'll figure that out later.
                          
I hit a red light and I take the opportunity to delete life360, stop sharing my location in imessage, remove everyone i have as friends in find my, and then just completely turn my phone off. I look in my center console and pull out my old iPod and just shuffle the music on it not wanting to drive in silence and get stuck in my head.
                          
As I see green on my dashboard I look up to see a green light and I take my foot off the break and move it onto the gas pedal an move past the stoplight. I'm sure this is a bad idea, a very bad idea. I'm tired, very tired and the only think keeping me awake is the millions of thoughts racing through my mind along with the adrenaline pumping through my body from this running away thing. Once both stop then I'm going to crash and then what? I'll be god knows where fatigued and going to have to drive home. 
                          
Despite knowing this is a god awful idea, I know that it's too late to turn back now. I don't want to turn back, I can't. No matter what, I'm going to end up fucked over so I might as well end up fucked over away from home. Because if I end up fucked over at home than it's only going to be so much worse. My heads not in a good place and I can't look at Ava nor can I look at my parents. I'm going to be pushed over the edge if I do.
                          
"So this is what it's like to do something on impulse, it's kinda exciting. There's a bit of a thrill here. Now I get why my mom does so much on impulse. It really is kinda exciting." I mumble to myself.
                          
"Well one of the more exciting things I've done at least. I'm not Ava, I don't do too much exciting things. I have to stay in honors society and keep my grades up. I'm sure Ava's list of exciting things outdoes mine completely. When you don't have honors society and a reputation to keep up, it allows you to be a bit more carefree." I remind myself.
                          
Honestly this wouldn't be the first time I've exactly just snuck out. Far from it. I've done it a lot before this. Any time I get upset, I leave. There's times I've gone to school with no sleep what so ever. I leave for the night and then just go to school as if nothing happened the night prior. Yet my parents haven't caught me doing that once. I always just say I'm going to morning help when in reality I'm on my way home from Phoenix. Yes, Phoenix. 
                          
I guess this is the worst thing I've done, which isn't really bad in comparison to Ava's experimental drug and alcohol use. I mean it's bad I guess, but not really?? I always come home and it's not like I'm damaging myself or hurting anyone else so is it actually that bad?? I find it hard to believe it actually is.
                          
"I wonder how long it'd take to go from here to Houston." I mutter to myself.
                          
Like a day? Because if so that's doable with a lot of energy drinks and coffee. I'm sure I can manage it. I mean I've gone to school with no sleep for 4 days in a row and still functioned. So this isn't too far of a reach is it? No. I think Houston is a really good idea. I've heard there's a lot to do there which is great because I really could use a few day's of entertainment.
                          


                          


                          


                          


                          
Demi's pov
                          
I hear the bedroom door open before opening my eyes to watch the lights turn on. I turn my head to see Ava standing beside the light switch, "Yes Ava?" I ask tiredly.
                          
"Maya's gone and no one knows where she is. I texted Bailey and she said Maya hasn't talked to her at all today. I asked the groupchat if anyone had heard from her and not a single person has. What did you talk to her about? She's never ignored anymore more than a couple of hours. Yet she hasn't even talked to Bailey today." She says.
                          
"What do you mean she's gone?"
                          
"I was trying to facetime her because I mean I haven't seen her all day but none were going through. So I tried to call her and the phone didn't even ring. It went to voicemail. So I went to her room and she wasn't there. So then I checked the alarm and it's turned off. She left. Her cars not here."
                          
"Oh my god." I panic.
                          
Maya shouldn't be driving at all right now. Not while she's taking pain meds. This is not good at all. 
                          
"What did you talk to her about this morning?" She asks.
                          
"The topic of her not eating." I say.
                          
Her mouth drops and she goes pale, "You didn't tell her I told you did you? If you did she's not coming back and you have no idea how serious this is. She told me if I ever told you anything she'd actually kill herself and she's not here and not a single person knows where she is."
                          
I shake Wilmer awake and he groans, "Wake up Maya is gone." I say coldly.
                          
His eyes open as Ava runs out of our room, "No one's spoke to her all day and her cars gone. Ava just said that Maya told her if she ever told us about the eating disorder she'd kill herself. We have to think because this is getting a lot more serious than we thought." 
                          
"Bailey? Has she talked to Bailey at all today?" He asks.
                          
"No, Ava's already asked."
                          
I should've waiting until I got her help for the depression before I ever thought about bringing this conversation up with Maya. This was a huge mistake and I wish I'd have waiting and focused on one thing at a time instead of pushing her to find everything out all at once. I have just made another huge mistake.
                          
"Ok, are we sure she's not going to come back in the morning?"
                          
"I don't even want to wait to know. I think we need to call the police and try and get help. Neither of us know how long she's been missing for and the longer she's gone the worse it's going to get. She shouldn't be gone period, but this is serious. Really serious." I say.
                          
I've never felt this level of fear before. But knowing that Maya's gone and knowing she's not been the best mentally is terrifying me. I don't know how long she's been gone which is even more terrifying. If she's not ok, and if anything's happened to her I will never forgive myself or heal. Ever.