Sneeking out

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It was hours later and my father still hasn't came home. I noticed that Mark boy is still outside. Why won't he leave?
Knock
Knock
I stood up and knocked back.
He knocked again so I knocked again.
For the first time I giggled. I covered my mouth and smiled, but it was a real smile... Could he be the reason I smile? I opened the door and grabbed his arm and pulled him in the house. "What?" Mark asked curiously.
"You made me smile!" I whispered.
He blushed. I quickly shut the door and locked it.
"What are you doing" he sounded scared.
"He could come back any minute and see you and..." I sighed.
"And?"
"And do to you why he does to me..."
"I ain't leaving! He is way to cruel for me to just leave you here with him!" Mark said pulling me into a hug.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"I hate abuse" he finally said.
I removed our hug an pulled his arm and him down stairs,which my bedroom is.
"Eww" he sighed.
"This is my bedroom" I felt a tear drift from my eye.
"Oh um it is kinda gross" he sniffed.
"Because my father pays more attention to himself" I finally cried.
Then I heard the front door open. I let go of him and moved my dresser to the side of the room where my window is. I climbed up it and seen my dads car was back. I quickly jumped off and helped him up it.
"What's going on?" He whispered.
"You gotta go" I cried.
I unscrewed the bolts and opened two dungeon bars. Mark had and evil look on his face.
"What?" I asked stuffing him through the window.
"Your coming!" He sassed.
I looked at him curiously. He grabbed my arm and pulled me through the slot. I was outside!!!!!

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