Chapter 1 : Who are you?

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Nicole's POV

My leg started to shake. I ignore it and run faster. After about 30 minutes, I reach a back alley. This place is scary. I start to walk faster when I notice I'm already far from home. I don't know why I ran, it's not like my sad excuse for parents will notice.

After a while, I spotted a bridge. Exhaustion took over me, I guess this will be my bed tonight. Plus, its next to the road so if something goes wrong I can escape quickly. I take a deep breath. 'Everything will be fine' I tell myself.

I know you're asking why I didn't go to any of my friends' houses. Well, I don't have any. Why? Because of my stupid parents. They only know how to abuse me and drink. My father abuses me and my mother is always drunk. I used to have friends, but one look at my parents and they ran in the other direction.

I tried to sleep when the sounds of footstep on the pavement wakes me.A man that reaks of alcohol is stumbling down the sidewalk towards me. "Oh a newcomer. So pretty. What's a pretty face like you doing here alone at night?"

What should I do? Kick him where it hurts? Run? I pretend to sleep. Hopefully, he will leave me be.

"Don't pretend baby. I'll give you the most pleasure you've ever experienced." Damn!

That drunkard runs his filthy fingers up my legs, I sit up and slap him "Feisty, I like it."

I stand up and kick him, grab my bag and again take off running. I guess I won't sleep today. I'm running when I cross the road, only to be blinded by light. I'm about to die. Oh heaven, nice to meet you.

"What are you doing?!" Did I end up in hell?

"Stop dreaming!" I open my eyes and saw one Greek god with blue eyes looking at me. I can't help but be distracted by his stunning good looks. "I said stop dreaming!"

"What? I'm not dreaming!" I shoot back He rolled his eyes.

"Yeah right." Just as I go to retort I hear the drunkard from before. I ran to his car and slid into it.

"What are you doing?!" The greek god glares at me.

"You girl stop there!" The guy looks between me and drunkard. "Please help me," I beg, "I'll do anything."

He seems to think about this for a minute but when he looks at me he must see something that changes his mind as he finally slides into the drivers seat and drives away. I watch the drunkard stop running. As we take off.

Ha! Take that.


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