Belle's pov
I few months later I was forced to move in with my aunt and uncle because they won the court case. I horribly hate living with them, the only thing I had close to family was the aly cats. My Uncle was a monster, an abuser, a criminal. He was an ex convict, a person who only cared about himself. He abused me every time I got back to school just because he was drunk, but that's not a good enough reason. That's why I stayed away from home as long as I could, I would take walks by the forest learning every rought, I would take a stroll down the river bay but it always had to end when darkness fell. When I came home I usually found him there and he hit me if I was a second late, I usually ran upstairs and locked myself in my room laying on my bed crying to myself Swearing that when I turned 18 I would run away. Years passed and I was 2 months away from my 18th birthday, I've been planning to run away. I took extra jobs so I could pay for a train ticket,i eventually reached the amount I was longing for €10 000. Nobody knows about the money but I await the day of my birthday.
It's the morning of my birthday, I wake up and go downstairs to have breakfast, I walk past my passed out uncle into the kitchen. "happy birthday, Belle" my aunt sais with a faint smile. I brush her off and take my food up to my room. 3 hours later I go downstairs to watch TV, I find my Uncle and aunt speaking in low voices, "what are you guys talking about" I whisper. " Well, we are discussing you're marriage it's tomorrow" my Uncle says with a smirk. "Wait what, you're sellinge off!" I shout with tears in my eyes. "well dear-" I cut my aunt off and run upstairs, I need to leave tonight I have no choice. I cry until the sun sets, I pack my bags and wait for my uncle to fall asleep. I sneak downstairs and see my aunt, "where are you going so late?" my aunt says with a worried look. "I'm leaving and I'm not coming back, please tell uncle not to look for me" I say tearfully. "oh ima miss you darling, I love you and I'm sorry I haven't shown it much I was too afraid of your uncle" she cries hugging me. I don't hug her back, she let's go of me and I walk towards the door and open it.
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