Run.

Chapter 3

Hailey's P.O.V.
It's been a few days since I have seen Michael. I've mainly been staying at Luke's house to protect the both of us. One because I don't think Luke has ever punched a person before and he's a little shocked and two, I don't think he could handle that again.
"Oh my gosh... I punched a person..." That is all he has said for the past few days. He's just been sitting on the couch and staring at the wall. I bring over popcorn and chocolate and turn on Netflix.
"Okay so which movie do you want to watch Luke?"
"Do any of them have violence and punching?" Is he serious.
"Oh come on Luke. It's a movie! They don't mean it." He looks so scared and timid. I give him a hug and he seems to relax. I never give people hugs so this is a stretch for me but Luke needs it.
"Can we just watch CareBears?" If this helps then sure. I click on it and Luke looks like a little kid. So happy. This is a good sign.

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Later that night when we finished all the episodes, Luke seemed much better.
"I have to go, it's getting pretty late and I'm sure that my parents are home now maybe. But I'll text you when I get home or if I need anything." Luke had a sad look on his face but it disappeared. "Okay thank you Hailey, for all of this."

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Walking home was a bit chilly. I wrapped my jacket around my torso tighter, almost skin tight. Only 1.5 miles. Not far. Until I see Calum and Ashton again. How do I keep running into them? How are they still going after what happened a few days ago? There's no where to go and no protection. They will most likely kidnap me. I have to do something. I ran into an alley between two building and stay close against the wall. A scream escaped my mouth when my wrist was grabbed. My mouth was instantly covered by strong hands. How could they do that? I'm dead I know it. They most likely had Joe hiding here. I look over to see who it is but it's Michael? I knew I shouldn't have trusted that bastard. He whispered in my ear with a raspy voice, "Don't make a sound. I'll protect you, just follow me."
I had no choice because he started tugging my arm and I had to walk, I couldn't fight him. He's stronger and hell, he could kill me!

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"Okay you can crash here for a few days if you want maybe." We end up at Michael's house. It seems nice knowing he lives alone. How does he pay for this?
"Um I don't know if my parents are home, and if they are they are probably worried sick." It was a lie though. I know they aren't home. They barely are, going to different cities all. the. time. "Do you want to call them? Ask maybe." I couldn't do that he would suspect that I am lying. "Hum... sure." I took his phone and went into another room to call. This could have gone so much better if my phone was charged and not dead.
"Hello?" Someone answered. Shit. My stomach dropped.
"Um, hi mom, it's Hailey. Is okay if I spend the night at a friends house?"
I heard rambling in the background. Great, they're drunk. They always are, why am I always questioning this?!
"Hailey, you know we don't care, go ahead do it we aren't going to be home for three months! Why would we care? You weren't suppose to exist anyways." It was true. I was a surprise baby.
"Okay mom, love you."
"Yeah, yeah, don't get pregnant it would really be a shame."
"Yeah okay, miss y-"
She cut the phone call off. I turn off his phone and slid down the wall with my head in my knees and arms wrapped around my legs. That hurt a lot I have to admit. I tear escaped my eye. Why do I have to cry right here, right now? I think Michael has been peeking in and listening. He sat besides me and put his hand on my back.
"I'm sorry Hailey." It all just came out. I was a wreck. Hysterical sobbing. He wrapped his arms around me. Why am I showing this in front of him? He probably just wants sex. I'm not opening up to him, no way. I get up, toss his phone at him, and head for the door with tears still streaming down my face. I hear him say wait but I'm not turning back. My parents said wait and you want to know what happened? They just beat me down more. All I do is run. I don't care how far I go. No one will care. I'm not opening up. Not to my parents. Not to Michael. The only one who knows some of me is Luke. And Michael will suspect that I would go to his house. So I can't go there. I have to go to my house. Great. I'll be alone. Maybe I can get some peace of mind.

(a/n)
Hey guys! There was going to be a gif in here but somehow it's messed up so just imagine a girl running away:).