sleepy city [discontinued]

12 | ATL to JFK

london

I finished packing, and I quietly closed the back door. I locked it and walked away. I left a letter to my family on the table, short and simple. I was smart about this; I knew how to get away with little to no evidence showing where I was. I didn't contact anyone. I blocked my family, Cadence, Ian, Robert, and even Devin on social media and my phone. I walked to the bus stop quickly, looking calm as possible like nothing was wrong. I wiped my tears away and kept walking, I had an active plan to leave my family, and here I was, doing it.

The bus was here, and I paid the fare using cash. I sat under the bus camera so it wouldn't see me. I sat back and sighed. I pulled my hood off my neck so I wouldn't look extra suspicious. I felt my phone buzz, meaning Jackson texted me.

"here is a picture of your tickets."

"thanks. omw to the airport now."

"pls be safe."

I knew I was going to be fine. I just had to talk to no one. Nothing different.

When I got to the train station, I put my hood on and looked at the ground. The Airport train was gonna be here in 3 minutes, and I hurried to get down to the trains. I bought a one trip card which could be disposed of easily without a trace. Once I got past the gates, I could hear the train arriving and I walked to sit on the first train car. Once it came to a stop, I got on and sat down, using my suitcase to occupy the seat next to me. I told Jackson I got on the train, then I put my phone away and took my hood off. Nearly there.

The train was nearly an hour since I lived North and the Airport was in the South. Everything was quiet besides the train tracks being hit, and I was practically the only one on the train. I got off and put my hood back on. I got off the train and swiped my card to leave, throwing it away after. Now I was going to completely disappear. Once I got past security, I went straight for the bathroom. I'm glad I watched enough crime shows to do exactly what I'm doing correctly.

My plane was set to leave for 5am, and we were boarding in a few minutes. I had to change what I was wearing so no one could tell who I was before. I was dressed in all black before i changed: leggings, shirt, hoodie, and my hair was in a bun. I changed into a white t-shirt and let my hair down.

The plane began to board, and i let the lady see my phone to see my ticket.

"First row, window seat."

I thanked her and took my suitcase with me. It was small enough so where I didn't have to check it.

"on the plane. leaving soon."

Jackson sent me a text saying he would be waiting for me outside the airport doors in his car. I put my phone on airplane mode then turned it off. After we took off, I took out my computer. I listened to music while I my phone charged and read a book. I tried not to bring too much attention to myself, even when the flight attendant asked if I wanted something to drink. I declined nicely and continued to read. I looked outside and it wasn't as dark as it was before.

I was so glad I'd finally left. I was so silent and vulnerable there I had to leave. I couldn't wait until I left for college; I couldn't wait another two months. My father was suffocating me, and no one attempted to help. I wasn't surprised when they wouldn't believe me, I just knew I had to get out before I hurt someone or myself. The only people I would miss were Cadence, Ian, Robert, and my therapist. I'd gotten this far; the only thing I could do is wait to get to New York. I was 7am, and they had to know I was gone now. I had less than one hour until I landed.