Thomas likes the speed, prohibited.
Addison hates Thomas.
What could bring them together, if not a revenge against a girlfriend and a best friend traitors ?
~ But sometimes malicious people may oppose this bringing. And the father of Addison parts...
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The knock at the door redoubled. I tried to ignore them, to think. Thomas was right, I had to make a choice.
He stood, crouched on the ledge of the open window, ready to jump to leave. I remembered that night when everything was so perfect.
Thomas looked at me with insistence, the firm faces. He held out a hand.
- Addi, hurry... whispered he, choose. We will not have other occasions.
- ADDISON! Shouted one, open that door right now!
I closed my eyes and breathed slowly. What I had to do? My heart was screaming for me to follow Thomas to go away with him, away from this crazy family. The door was almost shaking with the force of the blows. My heart was growing stronger. I was scared. Afraid that if I gave up and opened the door, I would surely hitted. He would prohibit me from seeing Thomas.
And I made my decision.
- I come, I whispered.
A smile of relief appeared on Thomas's lips. He reached a hand toward me, palm facing the ceiling, and I seized, wrapping my fingers with hers. He pulled me to him, on the window, grabbed me by the waist and jumped.
I had no fear. Because I knew that Thomas was there. We landed on the floor of the garden. The grass was wet and my shoes wet. Thomas, sticking me always to him, dragged me across the garden to the gate. Once in the dark street, lit by a few lamps. Thomas led me to his car, parked on the roadway. He opened the door for me and I let myself fall on the passenger seat, emptied. My heart certainly was beating a mile a minute. I still can not believe how my choice. From what I had done. I was going to escape my city, my family, my home, my friends.But I would not be alone. No, Thomas will be with me. Thomas, who represented everything to me, and there is little time, I hated and found full of himself. Thomas, of which I can not do without now.
- Where are we going ? I murmured
- Far, Thomas answered by moving in front of the steering wheel I felt all achy. A weight weighed on my chest, increasingly heavy. I had a bad feeling. The car began to roar when Thomas inserted the key in the ignition and drove off. He backed down to win the road, then we éloignâmes us home.
- You sure it's a good idea? I questioned, more and more uncertain.
Thomas turned to me, leaving a moment eyes on the road; he gave me a reassuring smile and grabbed my hand before press it on my thigh.
- I promise you that everything will be okay.
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THOMAS
I parked in the parking lot of a gas station. It was deserted, empty, but it was normal, as was night. I turned to Addi. She had fallen asleep during the ride, but I was obliged to stop to refuel, otherwise we would soon fall out of gas. I looked in his sleep. His chest was lowered and gently to the rhythm of his breathing, now calm. I had felt upset after he offered to run away with me. But he had to. I could not continue to see it to destroy a little more each day. I could not see the traces of beatings on his body, seeing pretend it was nothing and his eyes begging me not to remark. His face was relaxed, and I was happy to see her like that. Every day that followed, it would be heaven. I was sure of it. I leaned toward her and kissed her on the lips. She shifted in her seat.
- Addi ... I called.
- Hmmh ...
- I go out two seconds, okay? I sayed to her.
From the corner of my eye I saw a car park a little further than we. But I paid little attention and re-kissed Addison. She finally opened her eyes and a small smile played on his lips.
- Stop, Tommy ... she chuckled.
I smiled at my lap and sat up, without letting go of the gaze. I undid my belt and opened my door. Suddenly I saw the face of Addi decompose and his eyes become suddenly terrified. I do not have time to see what was wrong a hand grabbed me by the collar and pulled me out of the car. I almost choke me trying to fight back. The fingers were as stiff as an iron circle. I managed to make him loosen his grip on my shirt and pushed him away; but he soon returned to the charge, and I did not even have time to avoid a blow to my face made me fall to the ground. I let out a groan. I stood up, staggering. Addison rushed to me. I looked at this man who constantly continue to disgust me. I clenched his fists and stared at him with contempt, then walked to him, despite the cries and protests Addison begging me to return. I brandished my turn my arm and knocked him once, twice, but he grabbed my wrist and went with me twice, most direct stomach that made me bend me again in two. My head was spinning and my vision was disturbed by white and black flashes. I spat blood at a ground net. I was wrong ... And my pulse too fast did not help. Addi's shouts rang, but I barely heard when I felt his foot down on my ribs. I had more and more trouble breathing. No, not now ... I tried to get up but I fell immediately assailed by dizziness and burning in my lungs. The blows rained down on me, blinding me pain. I screamed. It was too painful. Then they stopped. I could find few seconds normal vision, and I saw Addison standing before me, struggling with him. He wanted to depart, but she stopped him.
- Stop! She shouted, stop! Do not touch him! Do not hurt him! DAD, STOP !!!
And this is the prologue of my TBS's fiction ! I probably will send it to a editor. So... Give me your advice !
