Running. That's all he knew, to run. All he could do was run, run, run. No matter the attempts, no matter the effort, the outcome was always the same. He'd be brought back. No matter what, he was brought back home. His home was a mess, no one believed what he'd say.
No one trusted him, and he could no longer trust them.
Days grew longer, the air turned colder. His father became more and more destructive, his drinking became worse, and the women he'd bring home reeked of alcohol.
As winter break was approaching, the only thing in his mind was an escape. Any sliver of hope would do, anyone, anything.
" Help. " He'd whispered.
" Someone. "
" Anyone. "
Yet no one came, no one heard his pleas, no one gave a shit about him.
" I can help. " Came a whisper from behind.
He'd come to a stop, freezing in place.
" Who's there ?! " The boy, frightened, yelled out.
" No one important. " The figure emerged from the shadows, placing a loving hand on his shoulder.
" I'll help you. " He'd whisper into the smaller's ear.
" I'll get you out of there. " He'd smirk, something so sinister, something so ...
" . . . Really ? " The smaller's eyes widened. Finally after so long. Someone finally heard his calls. Someone finally came to rescue him.
" Only for a small price . . . "
" Of course! Anything! What is it ?! "
" Your love. " He'd whisper.
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