Runaway Love

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-Midnight's POV-

I just knew it was to good to be true. I just brushed it off, hiding the hurt, and started walking home. The rain had turned into a sudden down pour, almost like it was mirroring my mood. Wonderful, not only am I sad, but I'm sad, cold, and wet. Could this day get any better.

I kept on walking, I was almost to my house, the place of unforgiveness, and hopefully it will wipe my memory of him away. I opened my door, and quickly and quietly went up to my room. There I found posters identical to his, so I tore them down and threw them out into the rain.

The next morning I woke up and checked out my window to see the remains of the posters. Once again, the rain was in a downpour. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. I quickly ran to my closet and hid in the corner. I heard my dad slam the door open and walk right over to my closet, and open it. He reached in and grabbed me by my hair.

"Where were you yesterday?"

I could smell the alcohol in his breath. He was already drunk...i think that's a record.

"I was just at my," I cringed at the word, "friends house."

"Well, you should've called, you had me worried sick."

He then slammed me against the wall. He grabbed me by the leg, and drug me down the steps, making sure my head hit every step. I could taste the blood flowing into my nose. He picked me up and slammed me on the table. He placed his hand around my throat, like he does ll the time, and choked me till I pass out.

We i finally came back into conscienceaness, I packed my stuff, and climed out the window. I don't know where I was going but any where but here. It hurt to move, but it would hurt a lot worse if i stayed here.

I ran through the woods and back to the school. From there I made my way back to my secret place.

I paused and sat on a rock by the creek.

"Midnight?"

I heard somebody call my name, somebody that sounded weak. I turned around to see Dagger half hidden in the shadows. Something about him was off. His eyes were grayish. That's oddf I thought to myself.

Dagger slowly made his way to me.

"What happened to you?!"

"I...uhh....fell."

"It was your dad wasn't it?"

"Ya"

I felt a tear roll down my face. "Ssh sssh" Dagger whispered into my hair as he pulled me close, he was very tense, like he was resisting something.

"How bad does it hurt?"

"Really bad"

I felt him shift, and then I felt a sharp poke in my neck, and at first it hurt, but after awhile, I kinda liked it.

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