Hidden Love

~Stupid~

I throw multiple t-Shirts, sweaters, hoodies, pants, necklaces, memories, my phone, and most importantly, ten thousand dollars I've saved up, into a backpack. 

I zip up my jacket and toss the backpack onto my back before walking to the window. I double check to make sure I got everything and after that I climb out the window into the sunrise. It's pretty easy to climb out my window, you just have to slide down the roof and then you're good. I grunt as I jump off the roof onto the ground, my knees buckling from underneath me.

I stand back up despite this and start running, without a care in the world. I scream into the nothingness as I run towards the sunset, a smile spreading across my face. I know everyone will profit from this, and I might too. I have everything planned, I'll run away, stay in a nice hotel, get a job after just not going to school, due to the fact I'll be missing, go by a different name, specifically Mars Fay Ento, weird name, I know. And once I get enough money I can move into an apartment and just live my life. Stupid, but, better for everyone. See, I'm not even thinking about Xandra.

Never-mind now, but I need to cut her out. Honestly, now that I'm more in the city I might take a cab to get even farther away. I quickly wave down a cab, now shivering from the cold and I climb in. "Where you need to go?" The cab driver asks. "How far will you drive?" I ask back. "Depends on how much money you willin to pay young lady." He responds. "I'll pay you five hundred to go to Fayetteville." I say with a smirk. "Sounds like a Deal, that's only an hour and a half from here. Five hundred is a scam for you, a deal for me." He says, the last part under his breath. Fayetteville wasn't where I planned to go, but hey, it's far, and it's a place. Plus, it works with my middle name. Before I know it we are driving throughout a dark area, I've never seen. He stops at an allyway, and it all happens in an instant.

"No! No! My bag!" I yell as he locks shut the door of the dark, no windowed room I'm in. God I'm so stupid, it would've been better to take the day walk to Fayetteville. Now this random man has me in a stupid dark room, stole my bag with ten thousand dollars in it, my phone, my clothes, and worse...my memories. I packed a few photos of me and Xandra when we were little and a few of me and my mom and one or two of me and my friends. I face the wall, accepting my fate. Mine as well not put up a fight, I mean, I'll still be away from people. But that's not good in this situation. I bang my head against the concrete wall, not caring about the pounding headache forming.

How can I be so stupid?!