Run away child// Matt Espinosa story.,

•chapter one•

{Stacy's pov}
"5..4..3..2..1!!!! HAPPY NEW YEAR" my friends yell but all I could here was buzzing. I was pretty messed up, all I wanted to do was sleep but I didn't want to go back to my house. I never did. My mom was addicted to drugs and always had a different guy with her every night. If I didn't listen to her or do anything wrong she would hit me. And even sometimes her " boyfriends " will hit me two, just out of anger. Sometimes when I go to school my friends and teachers ask why I have all these cuts and bruises on my face. But as much as I want to tell them, I can't. I feel like if I told them my mom will find out and hurt me. My life hasn't always been like this you know. It started when I was around seven when my dad left with another woman. My mom broke down and started to drink hoping that it will help her forget but it just made even more mad.
"hey Sarah!" I yell over the crowd."do you mind if I stay at your place tonight?, I don't have the key to my house and my moms not home" I lie. "Uhh yeah sure that's fine, you ready to head out? I'm pretty tired." She says. Thank god. I needed to get out of here before I blacked out. We got in the car with Sarah driving. She wasn't as messed up as I was. I sat in the passenger seat and laid my head back in the headrest. My head was pounding. When we got to her place we went straight upstairs to her room. I have been here before. It's where I usually come when I don't wanna go home. We didn't even bother changing nor say anything. We just plopped on her bed and fell asleep.

When I woke up I checked my phone and see it was almost 1:30pm. My head hurt like crazy and I had this constant ringing in my ears. Without saying bye to Sarah I stumble out of the house and start to walk home which wasn't that far away I guess. I was used to always walking places since my mom totaled my car one night about a year ago. When my house comes into view I began hyperventilating. Oh god. What is mom going to say? I wonder if she even noticed that i was gone. I bet not. She was probably to busy with another guy. She's going to hit me I know it. I walked slowly up my front creaky steps then I stopped. I heard my mom yelling at someone. I bet one of her "boyfriends". I take a deep breath and walk inside, all eyes turn to me. My mom has that look I have seen many times before. I can see she was angry. And when she's angry that means that she was drunk and when she's drunk and angry is when she gets abusive. "Hi" I mumble. "Where have you been?!" she slightly yells while stumbling over to me. "I stayed over at Sarah's last night". I didn't want to look up because I was afraid she will hit me. "You never go anywhere without telling me got it?!!!" She yells as she grabs my hair and pulls it. I could smell the alcohol in her breath. "You say that like you care!"I say trying to break away. As soon as I got loose, I tried to run but I was pulled back. She punched my lip. I stumbled to the floor, wiping the blood from my lip. "You evil skank! Go die in hell!!" I yell up at her. She bent over and picked me up by my hair and dragged me to my room. She threw me in and slammed the door behind me. "You come out when you learn how to talk to your mother!" She yells through the door. I have been dealing with this for two long. 10 years is to much. But this is it. I'm leaving this hell hole. I don't know where I'm going but as long as I'm out of this house. I can't go to Sarah's house because it's too close to home and my mom will find me. And that's the last thing I want. I packed an old gym bag and stuffed as much clothes I can and climbed out my window. Good thing I wasn't so high off the ground. As soon as I touched the grass, I ran Straight to the train station. I had 50 bucks on me that I stole from my mom a few days ago. I didn't care where I went as long as I was out of this Town. I boarded my train to no where and soon fell asleep.