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WARNING: THERE ARE NAUGHY WORDS SCATTERED AROUND THIS CHAPTER
I get up, pull myself together, and start walking. My legs hurt but I need to keep going if I want to find home. It's night time and the beautiful shimmering stars are out. I can't stop and stare. That'd be dumb. I'm dumb already. I don't need to be even more dumb. There isn't much. Just grass, grass and even more grass. Oh wait, did I mention grass. Let's play I spy. I spy with my little eye something beginning with g. Yes, you guessed it grass. I shouldn't be complaining though, I'm the dumb one around here.
-2 hours later-
It's been two hours and nothing interesting has happened. I mean, the stars were beautiful, the sunset was nice and at least I have a good spot to spend time with my boyfriend. If I ever get one. I think, looking at the sun, it's around 9:00am. Something along those lines. If I was anywhere near the city, I would've heard noise by now. But I mustn't give up hope. I mean it is my middle name. Justice Hope Minter. Simon's middle name is Jordan. Simon Jordan Minter. Man, I wish Simon was here. And then I had the best idea so far. The iPhone 6 comes with an emergency call thing when you battery is below 5%. I could call Simon. But then again, I don't want him struggling just to find me. I should call him. Okay, let me call him. I'm calling him.
I press the emergency button on my phone and tap in his number.
"Hello?" I managed to croak. I took the teensiest sip of water from my bottle and waited.
"Hello?" I didn't want to waste my breath and take another sip of water.
"This is the Vodafone voicemail service..." Oh fuck this piece of shit. Okay, calm down Justice, you've done enough trouble this past month. One more time.
"Simon?"
"This is the Vodafone voicemail service..." That's it. No more. I mean I don't blame him, why would he ever want to talk to the little tramp who thought she was so so brave that she escaped from her parents.
"Let's call Mum. I don't want to keep her worried." I thought to myself. Mum's really kind. She won't scream at me. I think. I place in Mum's number and wait.
"Hello? Who's speaking?" A huge bubble of relief and happiness fills me. It's like I'm going to start dancing and singing and flying in the air.
"Hello?" she says again. I take a capful of water and speak. This is important.
"Mum?" I whisper into the phone.
"Justice, my baby. Where are you? Please tell me," she sounds as if she's about to cry. Me too.
"I'm so sorry, Mum. I'm the most stupidest, most shittest person ever Mum I'm sorry," I say. Like that's got to make anything better.
"Are you safe?" she asks. I gulp.
"No."

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