Chapter 1 - One Step Closer to Freedom

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She lay on the bed, scorned by the words of her current lover. "It's not that simple babe, I think things are just moving too fast," he said as he brushed off her concerns about what their relationship meant to him and was meant to be. It had been about 6 months since they were supposedly dating, and she finally wanted to take things further, put a title on it, so to speak, and this guy was speaking as if she was just a nightly fling to help him ease his sexual tension.

She knew better, she had seen the signs, but she still wanted to hear it from him, so she didn't keep wondering what if.

Now that she had heard his answer she was done trying. At that moment she knew that if he didn't want her there was nothing she could do to make him stay. The sharp pang that slipped through her heart nearly made her gasp for breath as she kept the plastic smile on her face. She was no longer the naive little girl who fought to make men love her, she had chosen freedom if not for anything else other than her peace of mind.

She sighed in frustration. 'How foolish of me to fall for someone who had no intention of keeping me,' she thought to herself. Better now than years too late and a broken heart to be honest. She slowly ran her hands through her hair, a smile plastered on her face as she did so. She needed a drink, a smoke, something to turn off the ringing in her ears and the dull ache in her heart. She wasn't one to regret her choices or dismiss her overwhelming feelings, but today seemed to be a special day because that was the day everything went off in her head. There was complete silence as she waited patiently for him to walk out the door.

She watched as he put on his clothes and gave her one of his dashing smiles before planting kisses on her face and lips. She listened to his promises of seeing her soon, and she gave him a blushing smile as she watched him blur out of her existence. Everything seemed to be happening in slow motion as he left the door closed with a click and then there was a stillness in the air.

A sense of relief washed over her as she locked the deadbolt, and she turned and walked towards the bedroom and ripped the sheets from the bed, throwing them into the fireplace. She pulled out a brand-new bedspread with purple and lilac tones from the drawer beside her bed and started making her bed, signifying a fresh start in her head.

She was tired of wondering if she was enough, if she was doing it right, if she needed to do something better; If he wanted to, he would, and that was the fact of the matter. She wasn't someone's toy, only available to play with when they got bored of the other toys continuously piling in the toy box. She would be loved the way she needed to be loved, even if it was by herself. She would do everything that she needed to for herself to make herself happy.

She slowly cleaned the apartment from top to bottom, leaving only the scent of bleach and floral undertones in her wake. She took a long drag of her cigar as she stared proudly at her work. She might as well put the apartment on the market while she was at it, no use crying over spilt milk.

She snapped a few pictures and with a few clicks, it was up for sale on the marketplace. This was not her first rodeo. She smiled as she started placing the few belongings that she owned into the neatly packed boxes she had under her bed.

It was always her motto to always have an emergency stash packed, no matter what the circumstances were. You never know when home stops feeling homely after a while, and you never know when you're going to be in a situation where you need to leave immediately. She rested against the island counter as she opened a bottle of wine, poured some of the chilled liquid into a wine glass and took a few sips. She enjoyed the subtle hints of a slightly sweet berry fusion.

She closed her eyes trying to reminisce, but there was nothing to think about. She took a deep sigh and another sip as she scrolled for a new place online, after a bit of mindless scrolling. She came across a mid-modern century 3 bedroom 2-bathroom house seemingly out in the middle of nowhere but close enough to the town that she could drive to it if she needed anything. The house caught her eye instantly. The house looked quaint and welcoming from the outside and even then the inside looked well put together.

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