part 18.

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Okay so I'm really excited about this chapter and I love it so much. I'm pretty sure you guys will like it to.

A lot goes on in this chapter so I'm sorry if you think I've jammed it all it to one.

Barry's appointment went swimmingly everything had healed and he'd gotten his boot taken of.

And now they were both sat in Caitlin's living room while Barry read 'The Girl On The Train' out loud Caitlin's head was resting on his shoulder making it hard for him to concentrate but some how he manged

(This is a extract from the girl on the train I love this book...it was a free sample thing online that I copied this from and since reading on wattpad Is free I doubt this is illegal)

The pile of clothes from last week is still there, and it looks dustier and more forlorn than it did a few days ago. I read somewhere that a train can rip the clothes right off you when it hits. It's not that unusual, death by train. Two to three hundred a year, they say, so at least one every couple of days. I'm not sure how many of those are accidental. I look carefully, as the train rolls slowly past, for blood on the clothes, but I can't see any.

The train stops at the signal as usual. I can see Jess standing on the patio in front of the French doors. She's wearing a bright print dress, her feet are bare. She's looking over her shoulder, back into the house; she's probably talking to Jason, who'll be making breakfast. I keep my eyes fixed on Jess, on her home, as the train starts to inch forward. I don't want to see the other houses; I particularly don't want to see the one four doors down, the one which used to be mine

I lived at number 23 Blenheim Road for five years, blissfully happy and utterly wretched. I can't look at it now. That was my first home. Not my parents' place, not a flatshare with other students, my first-"

Caitlin's phone when off intureupting him and she opened the text message and read it within a few seconds then looked up at him "Felicity wants us to go out dancing tonight with her Oliver tonight"

"Do you want to go?"

Caitlin shrugged which ment she did want to go but was to shy to ask him.

"It's up to you" she mumbled

"No its up to you"

Caitlin bit her lip "I want to go and I want you go come to"

Barry beamed at her "then we'll go"

It only just occurred to him then that maybe this was it this was like his going away party...this was her goodbye.

This was goodbye to his current life.

"Hey...Barry?"  Caitlin said waving a hand in front of his face "where did you go?" She asked when his eyes locked on hers.

Barry gave her a weak smile "no where"

There was a knock on the door and they both looked towards the door "is it 6 already?"

Barry turned to the clock "yup lets get this over with"

He stood up and went to the door while she went into the kitchen.

Barry opened the door and faked suprise  at the sight of Elijah in a suit "ummm...can I help you?"

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