Because of me

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Chapter One

With only three thousand in my pocket and my clothes, I finally arrive at LSJU. Leland Stanford Junior University, or just Stanford. I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for the scholarship I got from being valedictorian. My 4.0 wouldn't have been enough, but thankfully with my perfect scores and scholarship, I made it.

I also wouldn't be here if I didn't lie about where I was going.

Jayden wouldn't have let me leave if that was the case. He thinks I was going to Carson-Newman which was only thirty minutes from his house.

I told myself I'd get out no matter how long it took, and I did. I went through one year of pure torture, but I kept strong knowing I can get out.

After that unfortunate night one year ago, everything changed like I knew it would. I fought to leave for a couple months, but that only caused me more pain.

So, I played it slow. I planned my move and saved up a little at a time. Now I'm here, sitting in my car staring at the place I'll be living at for four years.

As soon as I left, I blocked everybody from home. Which is only Jayden and my parents.

I know it's harsh, but I'm starting over. I have to and my parents will have to understand when I finally tell them. All I told them was I probably won't be answering their calls anytime soon before I left.

As I stare up at the beautiful campus, I can't help but smile.

I did it. I really fucking did it. I made it out.

He might have broken me down with every kick, every punch, every threat, but look at me now.

Take that, bitch

Breathing out a sigh of relief, I put my keys and phone in my purse and hop out of the car. Popping the trunk before I shut the door behind me. I round the car and pull out my solid black suitcase and close the trunk.

As I walk across the parking lot, I watch as students say bye to their parents. I watch the busy street filled with cars pass us by, and I watch students reunite with friends from last year. It's a beautiful sight, but I can't help but feel slightly jealous.

It's obvious why. I have no friends and my parents aren't here to say bye. They didn't bother with one since they thought I'd just be going to college at the next city over. Not across the whole damn country.

But it's fine

When I got my papers from the registration office, they told me I'll be staying in the senior's dorm because they didn't realize how full they were this year. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous.

I haven't had friends in a whole year, and now I'm going to live with a stranger. How bad could it be right?

Stepping through the sliding doors, my eyes go wide at the sight in front of me. The floors are pristine white, and the walls are tan will cases of trophies lined up on both walls. Pictures of football players, and cheerleaders are hung up on the walls.