Hidden (H.S)

Ch 1: A lonely girl in a big world

Short chapter but I felt as if I should just introduce Ashley so you could get a good feel of who she is :)

Ashley's P.O.V

I opened the door to my sleazy and dirty hotel room. It was cheap, which was all I could afford.

I sighed as I dropped my small bag onto the floor the contained, a toothbrush, toothpaste, hair brush and some clothes and one spare pair of shoes. It wasn't much but it was all I had.

Hi, I'm Ashley turner and 3 years ago, I shot a man dead so I could protect my father. I am now 17 years old, with no family, and currently living in London. I mean, it won't be for long, since I am on the run from the police who are looking for me since my finger prints were on the gun that I had used. 

My passport doesn't have my name, according to my passport I am Samantha Collins, and have blond hair. I am naturally a brunette but I have put colour so that I can't be tracked in customs. I stay in cheap hotels so that I have enough money to fly around the world. It's hard to support yourself when you are never in one place for to long and can't get a job just in case the police come bursting through the door to arrest you. 

I sat on the dirty and old looking bed in the middle of the room. 

I grabbed the remote that was placed beside my leg and flicked through the TV channels.

All the stations didn't work.

"That's great" I  moaned. 

I flicked through the photos on my phone to a photo of me and my parents when I was little.

I haven't seen my dad in three years, I have tried to call, but he never answers. Sometimes I get worried if those men went back and killed him, and as for my mum, I haven't seen her now for six years. 

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I threw on a pair of shorts and a jumper and headed out of my hotel room, not bothering to lock the door, because lets be honest here, there wasn't much to steal if someone wanted to break in.

I spent the next few hours walking around London trying to let the picture sink in. I would only be around for a couple of weeks but I felt that it was necessary to learn the area and places to hide and what not.

I kept my head low and every where I went, I felt as if people were staring at me and talking about me as if they know my life.

I wasn't a normal teenage girl, I had to grow up fast, and I had to survive on my own. I have no one.