Hi Everyone. I decided to add another chapter to the story because I didn't think the last one had much finality. I hope this one is better. Thanks to everyone who has reviewed, especially my two best friends, IAmChrisChambers823, and celestialstarynight/Tedward-The-Awesome. Love you all. There might be a sequel if I come around to it.

I furrowed my brow again, but remained speechless. Chris stood before me, still catching his breath.

"Why would you want to leave now?" I asked calmly, almost in a comforting manner.

"Why not?"

I tried contemplating what he was saying.

But yet again, "Chris, we're twelve. Where would we go?"

He shook his head, "I don't know. But we have managed a few days. How difficult can it be?"

I had to laugh at how 'Teddy' he was being. But he was so serious and sincere. I almost didn't know how to say no.

"We just need to go. Castle Rock is a prison, a hellhole, a trap. I've already been stuck here twelve years, and I don't think I can go another." He looked so dragged down and just plain sad. His face was dark and tired looking. I knew he couldn't stand the town anymore. As a matter of fact, neither could I, and I had only been there a short time.

I looked around the town, deep in thought. It was such a peaceful day, it was almost haunting. There was some rustling in the nearby bushes and trees and only the faint shouts of the kids by the school could be heard.

Chris was still staring at me and I could see in his eyes that he so hoped we could leave.

I looked at him with a small smile. It was meant to say one thing.

You are crazy.

He smiled back at me, getting the memo, and his face lightened slightly.

I sighed, "Fine, we can leave."

Chris was about to jump up and shout something of pure joy, but before he could, I grabbed his hand and said, "When we are sixteen."

His face fell again, but in way that showed me he wasn't that hurt.

"I have to wait four more years?" He looked at me as if he knew he wouldn't make it, he wouldn't survive.

"Yes, four years." I sighed again, thinking about the amount of time that would be, but I knew we couldn't leave now.

Chris then turned to me with a glimmer in his eye, "Fine, pinky swear that we will leave this shit hole in four years?"

I laughed, "Pinky swear."

And with that, the both of us turned towards the school, locked hands, and walked off into the unknown.