9 years ago (y/n's 18)
"my number will stay the same, 803-344-766-"
(fake number i made up)
"-i'll be back in two years. if that number calls, it's me. i'll send you letters every chance i get ok?" Lance said as he stood in front of me in his army uniform with a few bags thrown over his shoulders.
i nodded. "ok, good, here." he said and handed me the impala keys. "take care of yourself and my car." he smiled and looked around for our 'parents'.
"promise me you'll leave tonight?" he asked in a hushed voice. i nodded and pulled him into a hug. "i'll miss you." i said.
he hugged me back. "i'll miss you to. i love you sis." he said as we both let go of each other. "i love you to." i said as my voice broke slightly, tears threatening to fall.
i sniffled and whipped them quickly.
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that night.i glanced at the clock on my wall and jumped up once i saw the time. it was 10:30 meaning Diane and Elijah were asleep and it was time to leave.
i grabbed a black duffle bag out of my closet and began to throw clothes and other necessities in it, some of those clothes were some Lance left.
i grabbed 2 mores bags and did the same then i changed out of my shorts and tank top into⬇️⬇️
i knew i would be on the road for a few days so i want to dress comfortably but also dress nice enough to be able to walk around if i need to stop or anything.i opened my bedroom window and grabbed my bags, taking them to my impala and putting them in the trunk then i ran back through my window and grabbed a blanket and pillow, my headphones, wallet, and phone.
i looked around my room for a moment before exiting my window again seeing a photo on my night stand of me and Lance from a week ago.
"i knew i was forgetting something." i grumbled and grabbed the framed photo.
i sat in the car with a sigh and quickly drove off, i didn't leave a note or anything.
they didn't deserve one.
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a day later.i pulled into the parking garage of a small motel. it wasn't a crappie motel but it wasn't the fanciest either but i don't care, i just need some sleep.
"hi. can i just get a room for one night?" i asked as i walked in. the lady and the front desk nodded with a smile. "anyone joining you tonight?" she asked. "no, just me." i said and pulled out some cash.
she nodded with a hum. "it will be $80" she said. i gave her the cash and she handed me my room keys. i thanked her and waked to my room. i looked around and it was actually quite nice.
i went back to the impala and grabbed one of my bags going back in and laying down to sleep.
this was going to be some long couple of days.
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the next morning.i woke up to my alarm going off at the side of me, i slowly opened my eyes and slammed my hand down on it, silencing the rings.
i sighed as i rubbed the sleep from my eyes and sat up. i looked around realizing i wasn't in my room at 'home' i was in a motel then, i remembered.
i ran away.
a smile formed on my lips as i laid back down and squealed into the motel pillows. i was free. i was finally free. i turned my head to look at the motel clock and saw it was 1:30 PM.
'i need to get on the road.' i thought as i stood up and walked into the bathroom to take a quick shower.
after my shower i did my normal routine and changed into⬇️⬇️
(i hope you all know, all of these outfit ideas, i make)
i was, again going to dress nice yet comfortable because of the long ride and put on yesterday's jewelry. i folded my dirty clothes deciding i could get some late breakfast and take theses to a laundromat while i do that.
which i did.
and now i was on the road again, singing along to "wanted dead or alive by bon jovi" windows down, my hair being blown behind me and not a care in the world.
this felt amazing.
i felt like i could finally breath. like that invisible hand that was holding my neck,
was gone.
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sorry this chapters so short. if anyone has any constructive criticism let me know 😁 i'll try to give another update either later tonight or tomorrow or maybe in the next 2-3 days.
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