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I couldn't belive that this is actually happening, I was finally getting out of this hell hole. It had been 7 fucking years, I think I might acctually grow to be happy. Anyways, Warren was still getting his stuff around. Emelia was about 3/4 of the way finished with the papers.I turned toward the door and knocked making sure he was decent.
"Come in."He said. I turned the handle and gave it a little push. I walked in. He looked so perfect gathering his clothes and stuff.
"Hey, so your mom is letting me stay at your house. She never said how long but still. Did you talk to her about anything?"I asked.
"All I did was say that your mom was going to be really upset and that I wanted you to stay over." He said.
"Well thanks, I still gotta get my stuff so yeah. Do you want me to bring your bag to the car?" I said looking to his bag.
"If it wouldn't be too much trouble, I'm still a bit weak." He nodded.
"Yeah and I think your mom is almost done so I'll just wait in there. So see you in a couple minutes."He smirked and pushed a quick kiss on my lips. I blushed and grabbed the bags. I opened the door and Emelia was still doing the paperwork. Jeeeze how much was there? I walked out to the elevator and pushed the (1) button. I loved the feeling of the elevator dropping with gravity. It made me feel as light as a feather. It dinged and opened. Standing infront of my was a large, hairy, beast or my 'mother'. I dropped the bag. She grabbed my arm hard and almost dragged me out to the car. Everyone around me didn't seem to care. She threw me in the back seat and punched me a few times leaving me not ever wanting to move or even flinch.
"Why the hell were you at the fucking hospital?!...Talk boy!" She climbed into the front seat and started driving. "Well!" She stopped suddenly at thee red light, fliging me to the floor. After a few seconds she sped back up.
"T-there was a fire at April's, a-and she died."I stuttered. Her emotion didn't even soften a bit. Is she even real right now? I looked up at the rear-view mirror to see her eyes darting back at me. Another hurl to the floor. We didn't start driving again. She got out slamming her door. I curled into a ball on the right side of the car. She changed her direction and opened the door I was leaning against. She grabbed my thick, black hair and dragged me out. "Stop!!" I tried yelling louder so the neighbors could hear. "Let me go!!!! I fucking hate you!!!" She grabbed my hair tighter and held me up by it. She grabbed a hold of my neck, I gasped of air.
"You will respect me. You will not disobey me. I'm gonna make your life a living hell!" She yelled out. "Do you under stand me?!" I spat at her. She dropped the hand around my neck.
"HELP!!!!"I yelled even louder. She dragged me inside throwing me to the ground. She slammed the door shut. I heared her getting things from the cupboards. I looked up to see her holding a bunch of plates. I crawled on my stomach. Inching my to my bed room. I shut the door and locked it. I got the bag from my closet and filled it with everything I really owned. I opened the window threw the bag out and jumped out. I could hear her yelling for me. I threw the bag into the bush. I saw her coming out from the front door still carying all the plates. I screamed even more trying to run from her. Before I knew it everthing was dark but I could feel more pain then I ever had.
