Run Away

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This chapter is dedicated to the amazing SimplyEmilyXD
I'm scared her phone is gonna go off and wake her up.She needs sleep like she said in a chapter and I'd  feel like a terrible person if I woke her.Excuse me from life.So more story:At school it's spirit week.Today(Thursday or September 15th)was Throwback or Flash forward Day.My friend(who Jerusha is based off of)wore a Nirvana shirt.She was criticized by a teacher because I said,"Let's take a moment to appreciate this shirt."as a joke cause other kids were messing around.The teacher gave her the most disgusted look and said in the rudest tone,"I'm not a big fan of Nirvana."Now if you say it normally and have a normal look on your face I'm fine,but if you insult my friend you have awoken a beast.Same thing happened at my Cross Country meet.Some girl(that I hate that used to go to school with me,but is now homeschooled thank God)kept giving us dirty looks cause of my Green Day bracelets and her shirt.Like calm tf down.I'm not forcing you to listen to them so leave me alone.So let's take a moment to ask for donations so these two judgemental sporks(Did I just?)to stop being so rude and judgemental and leave us alone.Okay?Okay.
Song is Bang Bang by Green Day(their new song I love it)
On with the story!And this chapter is gonna be more of Emiko's back story.

Chapter 35
Emiko's POV.

I felt the cool gust of wind as I opened the door to my house.It was 12:03 a.m. and a heavy backpack was slung over my shoulder.

I was running away.

I looked behind me as I was about to step outside,step to my freedom.I could grab Macy,but she'd tell Daddy,and I couldn't have that.

I'm sorry,Macy.

I held back tears as I stepped outside and closed the door gently.My feet made small noises as I walked down the steps and the sidewalk

A/N
I wasn't paying attention cause I was listening to the song and I went back to read that sentence and I had put,"My foots made small noises as I walked down the steps and the sidewalk."Like did I seriously put,'foots,'excuse me from life.

I felt my childhood bonds of my father being torn away slowly,like a little girl who was scared to take the band aid off of her scratched elbow.

There would be occasional drunken teens that were Macy's age walking up to me asking for a ride.I felt bad for denying,but I needed to get away and I didn't have a car.

"I'm sorry,"I would say,"but I don't have a car.Good luck."then they would saunter away cackling for no apparent reason.

After I had walked three miles,I sat down on the curb.I wasn't far from my personal Hell on Earth,but I hadn't slept much in the past two days of packing and planning.Also trying to perfect the look of looking older with wearing more makeup.Yea,when I say older I mean maybe two years added.

The makeup was my mom's before she died a few months ago.Dad had kept it.Macy and I never really wore it except for special occasions such as going out to a party or a fancy restaurant.

We hardly did that anymore,and if we did,it'd just be me and Macy.Dad was always to drunk to go.

I pushed myself up off the ground as a car drove by.I heard it stop behind me as I took a few steps.

I know I shouldn't have,but I turned around.The car was actually a truck.A man in plaid and a blue hat was inside.He opened his door.

I started backing up quickly.

No,no,no!Shit!I shouldn't have ever left!If I brought Macy someone would know what happened to me.

He noticed the fear in my face and smiled.

"I'm Bobby.Bobby Singer.Do you need a ride somewhere?"he asked.

I shook my head,"I'm fine."

"You're fifteen.Get your ass in here."

I gulped and nodded.I got in the passenger seat and buckled up.He sat in the drivers seat and started the truck.

"Where is your house?"

"I don't have one,"I said,looking out the window.

"You look pretty clean not to have a home,"he commented.

I chuckled,"I'm running away."

"Well,I'm taking you back."

"Please don't,"I said,but I said it as if I loathed it,not as if I was begging.

"Give me a good reason why I shouldn't and you don't have to go back,"he said,turning off the car and looking at me seriously.

"My dad...,"Should I tel him?A complete stranger,"he's a drunk.He abused me.It was pretty bad too.It started after my mom died a few months ago."

There was silence for a moment,"You can stay with me."

I looked at him.I had watched Criminal Minds and knew that I would probably show up in a park with my throat slit,but it was better than going back to my dad.

I nodded,"Thank you."

He drove for a few hours.We didn't talk,we didn't turn on the radio.Silence.But sometimes silence tells the most about a person.

We stopped for gas at an old run down looking gas station.We both got out as Bobby started to fill up the truck.

I heard a crunch and flinched.Another one.Flinch.Another...

I finally snapped to look at Bobby and almost screamed.He was there and he was fine.It was the thing behind him.

It saw I noticed it and started running so fast Barry Allen would have trouble keeping up with it to Bobby.

"Bobby!"I shouted.

He looked,"Balls,"he muttered,"Get in the truck!"

I opened the driver door and crawled in.Bobby opened the door and grabbed something.The small light there was reflected off of the object.

My heart skipped a beat and I tried not to think of what it was.

Bobby pulled the object,which was now identified as a kantana like thing.

Why did he even need one of those in his truck?

He's going to kill me.

I hopped out of the truck and started running as fast as I could with my backpack on my shoulders.

I heard a grunt and a small,'Balls,'before I heard footsteps behind me.

"Stay away from me!"I shouted.

"I just saved your ass!Be grateful!"Bobby grabbed my wrist,"I'm not trying to hurt you."

"Then why was there a katana in your truck?"

He sighed,"I'll explain that.Let's go to the truck."

"No,"I said sternly,"You tell me here or you don't tell me at all."

He sighed,"I'm a hunter."

"Don't they hunt with rifles mostly?"I asked.

"A hunter that kills monsters.The things that go bump in the night monsters."

I laughed,"You're really messed up."

"I'm telling the truth,"he said.

"Prove it to me."

"Have you seen anything move as fast as that creature?"

I shook my head.

"That's a vampire.I saved you from it.You can go check it's gums if you want,"he said.

I nodded,"I will."

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I checked the gums.There were holes where teeth-I mean fangs-could rest and hide.

"I'll explain everything later,but for now we have to get home."

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