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Chapter 1

 “Tell me what happened, where is he? 

How did things happen?

Tell me the honest truth Lidia where is he? 

If you cooperate may-”
“Can u stop with the questions i already told i don't know where liam is so stop asking.”  I was lying through my teeth but 3 years on the run can do that to a girl.

Okay then start from the beginning 
“Sure” i said  with a sarcastic smile

“As soon as we can we will be out of here far, far away wth no one to tell us what to do.” whispered liam into my ear

Freedom

Finally 

Just me and him on the back of his motorcycle speeding through traffic in a rush to beat my soon waking parents. They would kill me if they knew that in my back pocket was my mom's credit card. 

I didn't mean to run away with him if they gave me more freedom, maybe I wouldn't be risking everything for him.
I wanted three things since i turned 13 

1 freedom from my parents 
2 freedom from school and  3 freedom from everything in between 

I love my parents. I truly do but if they weren't always there and gave me a chance to make mistakes instead of locking in my house. 

My childhood was normal, mom was always home, dad was at work but not everything stays perfect.

It all really started when i was 6, my mom got surgery that my moms insurance wouldn't cover and we lost our insecruince well also that year i had found out that i needed glasses. 

So mom, still recovering from her surgery, hit the books and got her nursing degree and I got my glasses. 

Everything was going good, mom was at work all the time and so was dad so I got sent to the babysitters straight up the street. Everything was fine, nothing really happened until it did. 

But I don't really wanna talk about that. The night of my mom and dad's wedding is when things really started to crash.

When my mom was little she struggled with alcohol and drugs but she stopped all that the second she found out that she was pregnant with me. So she hadn't really had alcohol since then.

So when my older cousin handed her drink she said no but as the night went but she didn't really walk as straight.

But ever since then she has always had a drink in her hand and we all knew her problem had come back but she was trying.

But not hard enough maybe if she hadn't had those drinks then i would have stolen her credit card and gave them to liam so he could get us gas and take it to a small cottage in North Dakota where we could do whatever we wanted without having to worry about anything.