One Last Chance

Running Away

I am never going to live my life the way I want to live it. You are probably asking why. So I will tell you.

My life used to be perfect. I was never depressed. But then my mom died. Thats when everything started. My father abused me, he used me, he let his friends rape me. My life officially ended on March 31st, 2006. My birthday. The day my mom died. The begining of my new, terrible life.

"Oh my god Dad!!! Leave me alone! I am 19 years old!! I can do what I want!!!"

"I don't care! You fucking whore!!"

"I am leaving and taking my sister with me!! You will never find me!"

" Oh yes I will you little bitch! And you will go to jail for kidnapping!"

"Oh no I will not!"

I ran out of the room. "Come on Allison, we are leaving."

"Wait, what?" She asked.

"We are leaving! Get your stuff, I'm calling a cab." I told her with urgency in my voice.

She packed about three bags. I packed all of my stuff. I am never coming back to this hell hole until he dies or goes to jail. I'm thinking that onlt one of them is going to happen. Jail.

"Bye, By the way: I am leavin. You already know that but I am just reminding you so you don't forget." I told him.

"What the fuck ever! You will be back in no time because you need me. You couldn't go a day without me to tell you what to do!"

"Oh my god. You are actually acting like you fucking care"

"Cause I do you little whore."

After that we left.
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Allison and I left after that. I have saved up a lot of money from my miscellaneous jobs. (My father always made me have one.) We stopped at a McDonald's that was about two blocks away from my house. We went into the restroom.
"Listen to me, we just ran away do I'm gonna need you stay calm and find us a hotel or something to stay at for the night." I told Allison.
"Okay. And also are we still going to the concert tomorrow?" She asked. I know that she has been waiting for this concert for almost a year, I couldn't deny her.
"Yeah. We are. And I also have backstage passes!!!"

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You're probably wondering who Allison is.
Well, Allison is my younger sister. She's 15 years old and my dad treated her the same as me if not worse. He hated her. Her mom left my dad a while back. My dads friends never touched her. But they'd threaten to. She would rarely leave her room except for school. Same as me. She tried to make everything seem like everything was okay when it wasn't. She'd defended me from my dad many times. It scares me that she might be self harming. I haven't talked to her about it. I feel like I should but I don't know how.

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AN: I'm back guys! I know I left this a long time ago but I'm gonna start writing this again. But I might take day or week long breaks. I'll try to update as often as I can.