Freebie purred and swooshed his tail as he lay on his spot on the couch.  He was a little grumpy about Elinor taking her blanket back but the bowl of milk made up for it.  âSorry little guy,â she said with a faint smile, giving him a couple pets.  âBut I canât take you with me.â He had no idea what was going on.Â
The red head sighed and looked around the apartment. Sheâd barely been there three months and while she was rarely home, she found sheâd miss the place. Hollow Grove was a blessing and a curse. Sheâd laughed there, sheâd cried there, sheâd shed blood and pressed buttons. Sheâd fallen in love, sheâd learned to live and now it was time to say goodbye.
The cut on her neck was already healed most of the way, the knife lay on the counter top with a few spots of blood beside it. Sheâd meant to kill herself. She really did. Pressing the blade to her throat, she was prepared to slice all the way through and end it. But then she realized she couldnât go through with it. She didnât want to die. She wasnât a coward. So she was going to do the next best thing and leave instead. Sheâd be like Thomas, like Aurelia, like Lukas, like Remy, like Nikolai, like everyone sheâd cared about who was now gone.
There was a pile of ash on the counter top too. Sheâd written goodbye letters to everyone she'd miss and had meant to deliver them that day but couldnât bring herself to do it. Margaret, Ronnie, Joslyn, even her dad and brother. Sheâd written to them all but didnât do it. Sheâd even gotten so far as to approach Noahâs house before chickening out. She tried to give him the wooden stake at least but he wouldnât even take that. It was discarded on her shelf along with a few other random items sheâd leave behind.
The cat meowed at her, wanting more pets, to which she gave. She felt bad leaving him but she couldnât see herself traveling around the world with him. Heâd find a new home somewhere; after all, heâd found her. She left the window cracked for him along with a bowl of food and water. She even set up a towel for him to sleep on. It wasnât nearly as nice as the blanket Thomas gave her, but itâd have to do because she couldnât leave that behind.
With one final sigh, Elinor stood up and grabbed her back pack. She didnât have much to begin with and she was ready to start over. The last pieces of âElinor Henryâ fit in one carry-on bag.Â
She headed to the door, feeling a lump in her throat. Noahâs letter was the only one not burned because she couldnât bring herself to get rid of it so easily. Why him? Who was to say. It would sit on the counter top, next to the knife and ashes for a few days until the land lady eventually made her rounds. Then itâd be thrown out like everything else.
How easy it was to get rid of something...Â
With weak smile, she turned the handle to the front door and opened it. She didnât want to say goodbye but Hollow Grove wasnât welcoming anymore. Many friends gone. Her family lurking in the shadows. She was done with being a revenge seeking bitch. If there was one thing she learned by being there, it was that there was more to life than killing people. That wasnât who she was anymore. For years people had told her to give up on her plans but she didnât want to give them that satisfaction of being right. It was finally time to do just that though and move on.Â
It was time to really live.
Freebieâs purrs filled the air as Elinor looked back one final time. âLater,â she said to no one before turning and walking out the door.
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