Madelyn and Jackson, couldn't be more different but so alike. Maybe that is what draws them to the other.
Madelyn
Senior year, fresh starts, new beginnings, not so hard. Last year before I can finally leave and not turn back around. The past can fi...
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"You can't run from what is hurting you, you just have to face it"
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I woke up at the first sign of daylight on Monday morning. Veronica got her parents to allow me to stay with her until I had enough money for my own place. Today was our first day of school and my first day of work, but I wanted to get a morning run in before I had to get ready. Ever since two days ago at the beach I've felt more like I actually have something to be happy about.
I made sure not to make any noise this morning because Veronica informed me last night she would not get up until six o'clock since school started at eight thirty. I grabbed all my workout clothes and headed to the bathroom right outside of her room.
I wore a pair of new black and white workout shorts we had bought the other day with a fitted light pink tank top. I had used a little of the extra money I had to get a pair of running shoes, because I had gotten some school shoes on sale at vans. They were only twenty dollars and then we got all of our clothes on the clearance rack so instead of the one hundred dollar budget I did one twenty. I needed the running shoes because it was my way of working out.
I made my way out into the cool morning air, the sun was already heating Malibu up, which I already knew in about fifteen minutes it would be humid out. I threw my hair up into a loose ponytail before I bent over in the driveway stretching my legs out. Doing a few more stretches I put some earbuds in and blasted my music before setting out.
Lightly jogging I watched the sun rise as I listened to one of my favorite songs, Got It In You by BANNERS. I had picked up my pace since I was in my last mile. I run two miles each day because it got me out of the house longer, now my body has adjusted to the distance.
Veronica wasn't too far from my old place or the coffee shop so I could still run my usual route. I let my body carry me because I had run this way many different times. It wasn't until I realized that I just ran past Jackson's house that I had gotten myself way too close to Greg's place. I checked the time and realized that he would leave for work any minute now and this was his usual route as well.
I was sweating more and more and not because I was running, I was frozen on the sidewalk with the fear that coursed through me. I looked all around me thinking of my best options, there was no way for me to get back to Veronica's before he would drive past my running route. My best option was to hide until I saw his car drive past. I felt my body tremble and my eyes gloss over with unshed tears because I didn't know where to go. I sprinted across the street, it was Jackson's house, but I ran to the side of it and crouched down as low as I could.
I felt my body shake, I was out of breath but I covered my mouth anyway because even though he'd be in a car, I don't want him to hear me. There was part of a bush covering me but I was still scared, hot tears were streaming down my face.
