Hurt.

Part 4

My words will either attract a strong mind or a weak one

                                                                                                                                            -Anonymous

Picture of Rob👆

If you thought I was gonna sleep in that hell called a house, you must be suffering from a brain disorder..... okay okay I'm sorry but c'mon why would I go back?.....that's what I thought you guys have no good reasons

I rushed through the door and ran to my room, I actually thought I was Usain Bolt for a second, ha if I can be rejected by my mother before I even said my first words, I don't think I'll be that much of a success, I guess I'm gonna be rejected my whole life. Enough of the chit chat.

I pulled three big boxes from under my bed, I always knew I would need them the day I'm fed up with my life and guess  todays the day ....... yay.....*note the sarcasm*

In less than an hour I had cleared my room of all of my belongings, except from my special jacket, why is it special you may ask? well I'm not proud of this but I used to be a stripper and one night a guy wearing a mask asked for a lap dance and while I was doing my job he stopped me and said I was too beautiful to do this, when he said that I could hear the honesty dripping from his words, yeah I'm crazy listening to a random guy in a club, but I felt this connection I had never felt before it was........like......like he cared about me. But that's never gonna happen so I moved that thought to the back of my mind and kept on looking for it

"Where is it?" ,I was freaking out now until I knew exactly who must have taken it,

Rob

He always took my stuff as punishment for doing his dirty laundry late, I ran to his room and searched all his wardrobes and found it, I then searched some more just for fun and found his wallet, I opened it and saw so many American bills in it and all his credit cards, I took them all and ran to get my boxes

when I got downstairs I took the car keys and got to the door not noticing someone was in the living room, as I turned the nob-

"you're leaving aren't you?"

I froze, fuck

I turned around and saw Stella with a glum look on her face

"I...uh...ye...yeah" I said finally getting the courage

"Okay, be safe" ,  she said walking back to the living room

"Okay......you're saying okay when you see your niece running away and not telling you, I said surprised at her response

"It's not like your my child so yes I'm saying okay"

I didn't even know a smile crept on my face " okay see you never bitch", I said and immediately the taxi came, I ran to it loaded my boxes and got in before I knew it I was seeing the hell hole get smaller and smaller.

"where to ma'am?", the taxi man asked turning his head towards me

"To Glovers strip club motel please", I said while he nodded going back to driving

This was the decision that cost me my life and I was 100% sure it was going to cost me it again.........but only in a harder and more painful way.

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