Chapter 31: come back... Be here

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I can't take it anymore. Without thinking I grab my old book bag and start throwing clothes and all my other things in it. I grab my phone and the charger and open my bedroom door quietly. Mom and Adam are watching a movie. I quietly tip toed downstairs and opened the front door. Then I ran. I ran to the elevator and press the down button. I hope nobody is following me. I got to the bottom floor and ran outside and kept running until I couldn't anymore. I ran only about a mile.

Taylor's pov:
Me and Adam are watching a movie when I Hear somebody running through the hallway outside my door. I go over to the door with Adam and nobody it there. Huh. Maybe I should go talk to Britt. I didn't mean to upset her earlier. I just wanted to know what her dad has done to that poor girl. I start heading up the stairs and knock on her door. No answer. I knock again. Still no answer. I went in. She's not in here! "Britt!" I yell. I looked under her bed, the closet, and her bathroom.
"Adam! Britt isn't here! Call the police!" I shouted downstairs. I ran back downstairs and grabbed my phone. I wish I would've set up the track your phone thing! I checked all my social media to see if she posted anything. As soon as I opened tumblr, I see something she posted. "Tied together with a smile today. Didn't want to talk about it."
She ran away! Oh my gosh! Why would she do that? The police knocked on the door. I gave them a picture of her and they left.

"I have to go looking for her Adam!" I said.
I used the stairs to get down to the bottom floor and ran out to my car. I have to find her! Right now it's 10:00 pm. It's getting chilly outside. I hope she at least brought a sweatshirt or some type of jacket. I stopped at a red light and pulled out my phone. I went to tumblr and posted "come back... Be here. "
I also tagged her in it. No reply. I kept driving around for another hour when I finally saw her.

Britt pov:
I sat down on a bench at some park. It's getting kind of cold. I opened my book bag to get out my sweatshirt. I got on my phone to see I was tagged on a post from tumblr. I got on the app to see its from mom. It says "come back... Be here" I don't want to go back home. Then I see somebody pointing at me with a flashlight.
"Britt?!" The person said.
Great. It's mom.

"Go away!"

"No! You are coming home right now young lady! "

"Fine!"
I got off the park bench and followed mom to her car. I got into the passengers seat.

"What were you thinking?!"

"I WAS THINKING I HAVE TO GET AWAY FROM YOU BECAUSE I DONT WANT TO TALK ABOUT MY PAST ANYMORE AND YOU JUST KEEP BRINGING IT UP!" I screamed.

"Well if you told me what happened in the first place I wouldn't keep bringing it up."
I just ignored mom the rest of the way home. I ran into the apartment and ran to my room ignoring Adam. I don't want to see anybody right now. Or possibly ever again. I got into my tumblr and tried to think of something to post. "I guess I come in with the rain. " I don't think people are going to know what I mean by that. I mean that Taylor swift adopted me and I brought a rain storm with me that nobody wants. I came into Taylor and Adams life with a rainstorm. I don't expect people to know what it means. I pull out my guitar and hold it with a pick in my hand. I should write a song about this. But I suck at writing songs. Well, mom said she's help me. I'll just have her edit it when I decide I'm not mad anymore. I started playing around with chords. And at 12:30 am my first song became finished. I put my guitar back onto my guitar stand and put my pick onto my nightstand. I got into my pajamas and climbed into bed. Tomorrows going to be a long day. I can already tell. Well, I guess it's today since its 1:00 am now. I closed my eyes and tried to fall asleep. It took a while, but I eventually fell into a deep sleep.

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