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~JamieLynn~
I had a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. Was I seriously about sneak out my brother's house board a plane and go back to California? Well I was doing it anyway. I pulled out my cell phone and called a taxi.
"Nearest airport please." I called after the driver. He was really quiet. I guess he is just doing his job? I just looked out the window. Did I have enough money to fly from Tennessee to California? I felt so wrong but I had stolen Aaron's wallet.
Finally I arrived at the airport. I saw the lady at the front desk with the head piece on.
"Excuse me?" She put her finger up intending that I had to wait.
"Yes?" She said.
"Uh yes do you have any plane tickets left for the 4:15 flight?"
"One second let me check." Then she started typing like mad on her computer. "Uh yes we do but it's 4:07 you might want to hurry if you want to make the flight."
"Okay thank you."
"Yea that'll be $175.00 please."
"Okay." I said taking out my brother’s credit card.
"Can I see some ID?"
"Yes but I'm telling you this now that the card is my brothers." I gave her my ID.
"Okay it says here your only 17 years old."
"Yes it does but you see my brother was in a tragic car accident and my father just died and I was going back to California to live with Brandon my other brother." I lied with a straight face.
"Okay but don't tell anyone about this, I don't want to loose my job for helping some imbecile 17 year old!"
"Okay thank you again."
"No problem." I rushed over to the door that let's you board the plane. I gave the lady my ticket and boarded the airplane. I was so tired I didn't care what was going on I just put in my headphones and slept.
When I awoke the sun was rising.
"It's so beautiful!" I said aloud.
"You could say that again." I had heard that voice somewhere, it wasn't just any voice it was Cameron!
"Cameron I missed you so much!"
"You could say that again." I seen he had a huge purple, black, and blue mark on his arm.
"What's that?"
"It's nothing." He pulled down his sleeve so I couldn't see. I grabbed his arm so I could pull up the sleeve. I seen bruises all up and down his arms.
"Cameron........ Tell me."
"It's nothing."
"Aren't we past this?"
"Okay it's my dad he's been arguing with my mom a lot lately and I'm his punching bag."
"I told you to just move in with someone else."
"Oh yea and have my dad follow me there punch me in the face and then we have to move again?"
"Well if it keeps you from being hit then yea I would."
"No you don't understand...."
"How did you know I was leaving?"
"Now am I supposed to let my girl go to Tennessee without me?" He put his arm around me. Should I tell him? I mean last time I told him he got really mad, but I had to make a decision, and fast! He was leaning in closer and closer by the second.
