Criminal

Chpt. 1

I have to leave. Now. But where? I have money... I can get a plane ticket and go to Oregon. I could also drive but where would i get the car? Well i suppose even if i flew then i would have to get a car anyway... Ill drive. 15 years. 15 years of this torture. 

"Elaina get your ass over here and give me my $20 back!" My sister screamed across the house. I panicked. Now or Never. I grabbed everything i had and opened the door in my room. I ran outside. I was pretty sure i had everything. I threw everything in the back of the car. I took a deep breathe and wiped the blonde hair out of my face and started the car. 

I drove out checking to make sure i had money for gas and everything. Check. I kept my eyes focused on the road and kept driving. I finally did it. I got out of that hell hole. $8,000 it should get me by. It will get me a plane ticket to the UK and some food also gas. Maybe some more clothes. the plane ticket is $1,000 so i could probably use 500 for food and 500 for clothes then use the last 1,000 for gas which wil be like $30 and then i will save the rest. Got it.

Okay off to the store...

***

I checked out all of the food and some new shoes, jeans, shorts, tanks, t's and some sweatshirts. I should be okay for awhile i can always go shopping in Portland too. 

I just arrived at the airport really nervous. 

"Hi can i have one ticket to Portland Oregon?" I asked to the person at the desk.

"Sure thing" She said politely. She handed me the ticket and my flight left in an hour.

"Thankyou" I said with a weak smile and walked away to find a starbucks. Soon one popped into sight. I sighed and pulled my long sleeves to cover my hands to hide my bruises and scars. I walked up to the black counter and asked for a carmel mocha with a bit of french vanilla.

I gladly took my coffee and walked away to sit down for awhile. I pulled out my iphone and started scrolling through my twitter. I had gotten this awhile back with my saved money and i have managed to keep enough to pay my phone plan. Sadly all i saw was the girls at school and their hatred posts.

"Flight to London, Portland Oregon will be leaving in 10 minutes" I heard the intercom call. I totally lost track of time. I quickly got up and walked over to board the plane. I boarded the plane and sat down. This is it. Goodbye New York.

***

I walked off the plane in Portland Oregon. Not much different then New York but it was chilly. There was a little snow on the ground and it was raining. I grabbed my suitcases and i went to go buy a car. I knew saving $8,000 would be worth it.  I got a decent car for $700 its a silver saturn and it has nice grey leather seats and it looked nice. I liked it because it was simple.

I suddenly had a flashback of this morning. 

"Elaina get your ass over here and give me my $20 back!" My sister screamed from across the house. I took it because i needed $20 to have exactly $8,000. I also needed her to sometime realize it so she would notice i was gone. 

Another flashback came,

"You will be dead just like your mother!" My dad screamed at me. I stayed silent while he threw me against the wall with glass shattering everywhere. I was numb from pain as he continued to kick me and abuse me. He took the glass and cut my arm open. Gushing blood it stung. I let out a cry when he took the glass right over the same cut again. I pushed him off with the little strength i had and then left. I drove off to get away for awhile and get my cuts stiched up at the hospital. It took $2,000 away from my savings. Which meant the longer i stay.

***

I suddenly came back to reality. I was sitting in my car. So i put the key in the ignition. I started my car and drove off to find a realator so i could find a decent house or apartment to stay in. 

***

I ended getting a fairly nice apartment. It was funished and i liked the cream funiture and all the stuff that was in it. It fit pretty well.  It had one bedroom it was mostly painted with warm colors. It felt really cozy. There was a bathroom in the bedroom and it had french doors to it. It looked amazing. 

I took my suitcases and unpacked my clothes. I put everything in the dressers and put my pictures on top of he dressers and shelves. I put all of the food and stuff in the fridge and cupboard. I needed silverware and dishes. I also needed shower nessesaties and feminine products in case it happend. I was low.

***

I got back from the store with everything i needed and i grabbed my newly bought laptop so i could look for collages. I had graduated highschool. Straight A's and very good grades. It should be easy. 

I found a good looking collage and i could go to school for editing. I loved editing books. English was always my favorite subject I loved editing. It was Lynics Publishing School. It would most likely get me into Lynics Publishing Inc. Ive always looked at that job as my dream job.

Soon there was a knock at my door. A curly haired boy was at my door. He had lots of tattoos and he had a cheeky looking face. 

"Hello. who are you?" I asked politly

"Doesnt matter. Look I dont like newbies and if your make any noises to disturb me or bother me at all there will be major consecquenses. Got it?" He snapped. I just shook my head. Rude much?

I tried to shut my door on him but he stopped me. 

"Your beautiful by the way" and walked away. That was odd...

I tried to forget about it but it seemed to never leave my mind.  I kept thinking about his rude remark and then how he called me beautiful. I was absolutly confused.

I decided to take a shower. Not long before i decided to shower my phone rang. It turned out to be Lynic Publishing Inc. I didnt think the job would call but they told me that i know alot and they think i would be able to get the job. Instead of having to go to collage. They told me that i know more then some of the people who went to collage and i would be perfect. 

Maybe my life will turn around. 

A/N

But little does she know.