Escape

Chapter two

I hope you guys are enjoying;)

As I arrived back at the house. The pastor. Jason. Greeted me and asked how my day went. I told him it went fine and went up stairs and just sat on my cold floor and scrolled through tumblr. Seeing all these posts about traveling and sad kids. It caught my interest. But I shut the computer. I laid down down, because of the long, tiring day. I woke up the next day to the same song. I love bands. I got up and got dressed this time wearing blue pants and a button up shirt with a batman bow tie. I'm not emo. I'm me. I'm Alex. I again tried to avoid the pastor and went to school. It's only Tuesday and I already want to leave. Get up. And leave. I walked in to the school thinking nothing was going to happen but I was grabbed by my shirt and slammed against the wall were no one could see. The jock. He basically had red freaking eyes he was so mad! He yelled at me " YOU MESS WITH CHELSEA AND YOU WILL REGRET EVER COMING HE FREAK!" I just giggles "whatever" I said as I grabbed his hands and took them off of me brushing my shirt off still giggling. I act liked I was just brushing my shirt off. But I swung my arm up as hard as I could and knocked him right under the jaw. Making him fall over in shock. "Never lay your stupid hands on a girl" I said walking away. After a couple hours I got dirty looks but nothing happened. Until, always an "until" God... Chelsea and her girls came up to me behind the school after school. She grabbed my short purple hair and slammed it against the wall "you little... You hit my boyfriend Derek !?" I shook of the blow and giggled a soft "yes" another girl with brown hair and pink highlights shoved me against the wall and said "ugh you're rly asking for it freak" I grabbed her by the ear and threw her to the ground. " don't touch me! Now.. Have a good day...." I sad getting on my motorcycle.. I drove home running up stairs and finally breaking down in the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror seeing a bruise on the side of my face. I was done I could handle it. I broke down in such exhaustion. I washed my face and hair. And went to bed. Until. Always an "until" ;). I woke up around 3am. With such a crazy idea. It was brilliant. I snuck out of bed grabbed my backpack and stuffed it with clothes. I crawled to my bed and grabbed a box with 167$ in it from every where I worked. And then to my closet where there was another box with 130$ from birthday money. I put it into one box and into my backpack. I jumped out my window and to my bike putting a blanket and a bit of food in my saddle bag and my back pack on my back. I also think had my laptop in my backpack. I walked my bike to the corner of the street and started it so the pastor didn't hear it. I left a note for the pastor saying

Please respect my decision, don't worry I will be safe if I need a place to stay I have friends that will let me stay. I need to live my life I can't keep moving around. Thank you for everything
Ps. The bag of cookies are in the top shelf in my room :)