Im Paris, Ive ran away from a life style no girl wants to have. So I thought I'd tell you about my story.
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I let my long blonde hair cascade down my back as I ripped the hair tie from the useless hair of mine. I had just been yet another fight with my abusvie boyfriend Alex. Yeah youre' probably asking why I decided to stick around in abusive relationship, well, Ill tell you. It was fine at first until I had cought him cheating on me with another girl in our bed! It ruined me and will forever. I had brought him home to meet my parents but like in every teenage household the parents disagreed. I had put up a long fight just to get my daddy to like him, but always failed. So I made the brave decision to run away with the love of my life as I thought.
We had rented a motel for a few days, just to chill till we got enough money to buy a small apartment. I got a job at a bakary just down the street from the motel. As he got a job as an macanic. Between me and him, we were making 12$ an hour. Its been one whole month sense me running away, putting my last pay check in the jar that we've been putting money in. We had reach our goal in just one month! I was so happy! I couldn't wait for Alex to get home, so we could plan out what apartment complex we wanted.
I had changed into my pajamas knowing he would want to go to bed when he got home. I flopped on the bed turning on the fuzzy T.V. to the clearest channel. Which was the Adams Family. I sang the intro to the show right before Alex showed up with a grumpy face. "Why so sad love?'' My british accsent springing through the small room. He walked over to the end of the bed looking back up at me.'' Nothing just a bad day at work.'' he rubbed his face. i scooted up to the end and followed him around the room, ''Hun, no thats not it whats wrong?'' I question once more. He flipped around and back-handed me leaving me fallen to the floor. I look up tears welling in my eyes, ''Damn woman, can't you ever just leave me the hell alone?!'' he screamed.
