Lucy's P.O.V
The challenging part of running away was the part of actually running away
I had everything I needed from fake passports, cash, a debit card under a different name and wigs to help change my appearance a bit. The only good thing about going to a boarding school was making friends with people who can easily make me fake passports and ID's. I was only going to take a backpack, I had to travel light because I wasn't going to stay in one place for too long, it will make it easier to track me. I was gonna leave this life and hopefully never have to come back to it.
Once I finished deciding what I was going to take and figured out the guards schedule, I looked up flights and where I wanted to go first. I was going to leave tomorrow night through the small section of the garden no one covers and where my bike is. I was going to bike far enough into the city then take a cab to the airport with a different disguise to make sure I won't be recognizable throughout the trip.
My first country to visit is Germany then I'll head to the Netherlands then Denmark and after that I have yet to pick. I was very nervous because there will be repercussions if I am caught but I was very excited to be free, to have the freedom I have been craving but this freedom is only after I got Roman killed.
His death continuously haunts me and I haven't gotten proper sleep. I don't know what my father did with his body or if he even had a proper funeral. I tried to call his wife but she kept declining my calls, I am guessing my father told her I was the reason he is dead. I couldn't blame her for not wanting to hear my out but it hurts to know that she won't know the truth.
A guard knocking on my door "Miss Rossi, your family is requesting your presence for dinner." My family never wants me to have dinner with them so this caught me off guard.
"Alright, give me a minute to change" I replied, knowing my family if I come in with a oversized t-shirt and pajama shorts they would call me out and add to the list of horrific things I am. I quickly changed to a more presentable outfit and followed the guard out to the dining table. Once I entered, I noticed everyone already eating and chatting amongst themselves "You wanted to see me?" I asked
"Yes, sit" My father pointed to the chair that was next to my half sister. A maid pulled out the chair and I quickly slid into it. "So, you are getting married in a week and we just want to remind you that you have some wife duties to fulfill"
"What duties?" I asked
"Heirs, making sure he is happy so do anything in order to keep it that way. You listen to him, he's your husband now and has you" My father's tone was a threat, if I didn't do it there would be repercussion, even if I wasn't his problem anymore.
"Got it" I nodded my head, biting my tongue back so I don't anger him. While everyone ate, there was no plate set out for me and neither the maids brought it because my father didn't ask to bring it. The rest of the dinner was 'tips' on how to make sure I am a good wife but I tuned them out for the better. Once the dinner was finished, I quickly went back to my room and finished planning out my escape.
The next night
Today was the night I leave and I was extremely nervous. I haven't seen any of my family or Nicolas and the spot in the garden has been open so all I had to do was not be seen. I looked around my room one last time and took everything in.
I was leaving all the shit behind, all the pain and abuse that followed. The sadness, anger, distrust, and regret is going to be left behind here, I wouldn't let any of that come with me. I needed a fresh start, even though I will hold the death of Roman on my hands wherever I go. Whatever happens to me I won't regret what comes.
I grabbed my backpack, checked my windows and headed out. I quickly ran to the spot in the garden like I did whenever I had to go to the art gallery. Once I found my bike, I quickly started riding the trail and finally out of site of my house. I peddled hard and fast, I looked back occasionally and no one was behind me.
I was really doing this.
I continued peddling all the way into town where I put on a black bob wig and changed into a different pair of clothes. I got a taxi and headed to the airport and once I got there, I bought a plane ticket to the next flight out to Germany. Everything was going smoothly, too smoothly but I wasn't going to jinx it. I was incredibly anxious but I couldn't go back, I was meant to do this and I would.
Once I got into the airport bathroom, I changed wigs once again to a long strawberry blonde color and headed to my gate. I laid low, bought a flip phone and some snacks and waited till the plane was boarding. Anxiety was getting to me while I waited but I knew that would happen and I was on edge. Every time someone passed by me I thought they were coming for me so I would get ready to run but they were just going to a seat or walking towards another gate.
After 45 minutes, my boarding group was called and I boarded the plane. I was towards the back, in the middle seat but I was too busy chewing the side of the cheek to car much. After 20 more minutes, the plane finally took off and I was able to relax a bit but I was still very paranoid that when I land there will be a ton of guards waiting for me to escort me back to California.
The eleven hour flight was terrible, screaming babies, lack of sleep and the people next to me doesn't understand personal space and decided to take up all the already very limited space but once I landed happiness washed over as I saw no one was waiting for me.
I was actually free.
Once I landed in Germany, I took a bus to a town a little outside of Munich where I found a cheap place to live for a bit until I figure out how to get to the Netherlands. It was around 10pm and I finally landed on a decent bed with pure bliss. I could sleep with freedom for once, I wasn't entrapped anymore.
I love freedom.
A/n
Hi guys, very sorry that it has been a while since I last update. Today was more of a filler chapter but soon a lot more action will be happening.
See yall next time, byeeee
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