Freedom At Last

Chapter Two.

-A few hours later-

I'm no longer able to ride they rides anymore. I think I'll be sick to my stomach. Almost every ride, he made me do something. I've cried so much today.

The asshole left me sitting at a table while he got himself food. I can't run anywhere when he's literally two feet away.

I look around and see people having fun, laughing, and little kids running around. And yet I'm just sitting.

My eyes caught someone else's and boy were they captivating. They looked to be green, but maybe hazel. I think I can stare at them forever. A wind passes by, moving some of his hair onto his forehead. A soft small smile slowly reaches his lips and he scratches the back of his neck. I'm probably the color of a tomato. As soon as he sees my blush, he begins to chuckle. A few seconds after his friends return. The group of males walk away, but he looks back at me. When he does that, Chris slams his food on the table. I jump with surprise.

I look back at the group of guy, just to see that they had vanished. Disappointed wasn't even the correct word to explain how I was feeling.

I sigh and look back at Chris. He's sitting down, stuffing his face. The foods not gonna run away dude.

Silent fills us as I begin to daydream about those eyes, his eyes.

Chris slammed his fist onto the table when I don't respond to his questions. I look up shocked. I haven't heard a word he said.

He started to say something but it began to rain. Not just a sprinkle, like it's pouring.

People are running to their cars, some laughing and some freaking out. Honestly it just made me smile. I remember the days when I was a little girl, I'd always loved to go dancing in the rain. My mother would get so mad at me when I'd go inside all soaked. I miss that, I miss her.

I'm dragged out of my train of thought when Chris roughly grabs me.

"What the fuck are you doing just standing there? Are you fucking crazy?" He says as he squeezes my arm, I wince because the pain is getting unbearable. He continues to yell at me, but it's all a blur. I'm tired of this, of him, of everything. I want to be free.

He roughly grabs my face so I'm forced to look at him. And if looks could kill, I'd be a goner.

"What did you just say?" He said while gritting his teeth. Oh god, I think I might have said it out loud.

When I didn't answer, he yelled at me, towering over my small frame.

It didn't take long of a crowd to form. People gathering in a circle, staring at use.

I slowly put my head down, feeling the raindrops hit my head. I rub my face lightly. Mascara and concealer oozing down my hand. Oh great, not people are going to look at me like I'm a freak show.

I look up to see Chris's hand in the air. I close my eyes waiting for the impact of his slap but nothing comes.

I hear Chris yelling and screaming, I look up to see security guards holding him back.

I'd looked at him shocked, fear and joy both filled me. But where do I go?

I beginning to walk slowly backwards, until my back hits a tree. All eyes were on me. I quickly looked away, searching for a sidewalk. I found one and I started to run.

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-hours later-

I've been running non stop for what feels like hours. The little bit of sunlight that was there early is now completely gone. I didn't know I had it in me. I don't know where I am, or where to go, but I'll be damned if I stop now.

People stop and stare at me with wide eyes. I probably look a hot mess but oh well.

I start to slow down. Not paying attention, I tripped and fell over a rock. A hard ground has never been so comfortable!

A few minutes pass and I'm still laying there, catching my breath. I attempt to get back on my feet when cramps start to build my in the lower abdomen. Ah shit, don't tell me Mother Nature decided to give her lovely gift.

I look around to see if I see any stores, but I only find a gas station and a McDonalds. McDonalds has a restroom right?

I get up with all my force and slowly walk towards the entrance. Once inside i look for a restroom and than God I found one! I slowly go in the restroom and into a stall. I look down to see I was right. I'm so screwed.