Y/n has always had a thing for running from her problems .
But this time especially.
Did she take it too far ?
~"everyone has a reason y/n and mine , well mine is to make you happy"
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TRIGGER WARNING - THIS STORY CONTAINS A LOT OF S3LFH4RM , AB...
{TW ~ talk of abuse , ED behaviour , possible talk of SH ?}
10th July 2021
The sound of glasses breaking and shouting drowning out the house woke me up , i glance over at my alarm clock . *3:23am* *fuck i just got dejavue* Suddenly memories invaded my brain , sending into a state of confusion . I waited for the house to go quiet while i lay in bed , thoughts rushing through my mind . Once no more shouting could be heard and i knew my parents had gone to sleep , i cautiously got out of bed and checked the calendar. It read '10th of July' a couple months before my 19th birthday .
So.. let me re introduce myself. Im Y/n Y/l/n and i'm 18 , not 20. I live in the normal world with normal people, not in the wizarding world of Harry Potter. The story with my family is exactly the same , except we aren't a powerful wizard family , were just a normal... fucked up family . And i was asleep for a long time.
For more context i use shifting to cope , yes , i have other..issues , but i shift to give myself a sense of hope , i have been since i was incredible young , thats how i've known Bella for so long. Some might say its fake , but that other life is incredibly real to me and incredibly meaningful . As of now i'm stood in the middle of my room , completely conflicted .
I walked to my bathroom and sat with my back against the door , head in my hands , letting out deep breaths . * i need to go back , i need to fucking go back* I thought for a second..i cant stay here , i know exactly what will happen , i've already experienced it , in a few short hours when my dad wakes up , he'll hurt me . Thats when i decided i need to leave right now.
I silently tip toed around my room , packing the essentials - a few changes of clothes , all the money i had , passports and IDs , sentimental objects , food , hygiene products and a blanket . I looked down at the rose tattoo on my hand and let out a sad sigh . Hastily , i changed into some brown jeans , a white jumper and a brown sleeveless coat . I hurried to put on my socks and shoes and grabbed my bag .
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I was 18 , so if i left , my father or mother had no right to come looking for me . I was never permitted to leave , and i was always to scared to , but after my experience i've finally gathered the courage to flee this unbearable place . My bedroom was on the first floor , so i could easily climb out of my window .
I paused for a second , listening for any noise . *is this the right thing to do?* i questioned myself. *fuck it, yes i need to go right now*
After all , if i live life waiting to be ready , i would hardly live at all . I quietly opened my window and softly placed my bag outside , before carefully stepping out onto the cold ground . Usually summer means its meant to be warm , but i was blessed to live in the UK , so guess what ? its freezing. I began walking , turning around to take one last look at my 'home' , before continuing down the road to the nearest bus stop .
