Chapter 9
After about ten minutes I picked myself up and walked to my closet. I stared at the clothes and searched the room with my eyes. My eyes stopped moving. I saw it. The luggage, the luggage I have had packed for so many times I planned to do this. To run away. No one is going to stop me this time. I grabbed the luggage and opened it. One-thousand dollars in cash that I had earned over the summer working at the mall. I grabbed some clothes and stuffed it in the luggage. 'Pencil and paper' I thought. I felt the pen in my hands and started to get teary eyed. I started writing "I'm sorry, I really am... It's just I can't do this anymore... I don't want to die. I want to live. Live my life. Don't come and find me, i'll come back soon I promise. " The paper started to get wet by my tears. I folded the paper up and put it on my bed. "Goodbye." I say while stepping out the window with my luggage.
"I made it out, I actually did it." I say out loud to myself. A car started to drive by me slowly as I was walking. The window rolled down and I saw that it was Dustin. "Where are you going?" He asked. "Leaving." I say to him in a stiff voice. "Come with me... You can't leave." He says. I opened the car door and sat in the front seat. The smell of AXE filled my nose.
We arrived at his house, it was a small tiny house almost looking like a shack. "My parents aren't home so you can sleep in their room." He said to me while unlocking the door. "Okay... Thank you." I say walking in. It was a small place, with only one light for the living room and kitchen. He guided me into his parents room and set my stuff down. "Do you want anything?" He asked. "No i'm good." I say as i'm watching him grab a beer and flip the cap off. "Want some?" "I'm only sixteen. " I say seriously. "I am too! Come on it won't hurt." I thought about it. "It won't hurt to have just one right?" I say smiling with my hand out. He started to get this huge smile on his face and threw a bottle to me. I popped the cap off and tasted it. "This tastes like shit!" I say and start smiling. Dustin giggled, "It's an acquired taste." He says. "What the hell." I say with a smile on my face and started drinking it.
Laughter filled my mouth and my mind was filled with happiness. I was drunk. Dustin and I were laying on the couch, my head on his chest with a bottle of beer in my hand. "I'm empty." I say shaking the bottle around like a baby's rattle. "Damn girl!" He says handing me another one. We laughed for so long I could feel a six pack coming on. And then it happened he kissed me. Not like one of the kisses I got from Calvin. But one of those kisses where someone wants to make-out with you. "What the fuck are you doing?!? Get off of me!" I screamed at him. I pushed him off, grabbed my stuff, and ran through the door.
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This is my Life
Teen FictionPG- 13 Azailia is just a normal teenager or so you think. Life throws her bullets of depression, love, and heart ache. I guess its true that you never die a virgin... Life fucks us all in the end. 1ST BOOK IN SERIES BOOK TWO IS ON MY PROFILE