Runaway (StudxStud) |Completed|

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1:35 a.m.

I dragged my body out of bed and ran my fingers through my curly, brown hair that sits above my shoulders.

I stood up and walked towards my closet. I opened the door being met by the very bright light that automatically comes on.

"Shit," I mumbled rubbing my eyes. I grabbed my duffle bag and threw it onto my bed. At this point tip-toeing and peacefulness is what kept my mother from waking up along with her so called "Man."

I walked to my door and opened it slowly tip-toeing into the hallway. I strutted until I seen my mother's room door cracked causing me to quickly jump back.

"Don't be awake.." I prayed over and over. She turned over and went back to snoring. Her Man? God knows where right now.

I continued my walk until I reached my brother's room. I opened his door hoping it wouldn't make a noise. My mother can be a light sleeper sometimes. All hell would break loose if she knew what I was up to at this time of night.

I glanced through the dark room with only small light bouncing off the walls from the Tv playing. I quietly leaned onto his bed and shook him slightly.

"Bubba come on," I whispered.

He didn't move.

I used my strength and sat him up. He moaned and groaned about not wanting to get up.

"Bubba come on. Remember I told you we're leaving this bad place?" He shook his head and I cleaned the boogers off his eyes. He rubbed them and began to pout.

"When we get on the bus you can go back to sleep okay?" He looked at me with his light brown eyes. Every time I stare into those eyes I find myself falling. I have to protect him at all cost. Leaving is the best way right now.

"Otay," He got up off the bed. He stood up in his little spiderman boxers and scratched his tummy. "Get your bag we packed yesterday and grab your night light," I said. He followed suit and I went in his drawer pulling out a shirt and some pants.

He sat his bag down on the bed and I dressed him. It was probably cold outside, so I grabbed him a jacket in case. "Ok put your shoes on," I said.

He finally got his last shoe on as I tied them and grabbed his bag. I didn't notice I was still in my sports bra and boxers.

"Go to my room," I whispered. We tip-toed back through the hallway into my room. I sat him down on my bed and gave him my phone to watch cartoons.

I went into my drawer and grabbed a plain white tee, a pair of black joggers, and my Nike slides from by my bed. I have another pair of shoes in my bag. I checked on Maverick and he seemed to be occupied with watching Paw Patrol. He absolutely loves that show.

I smiled and proceeded to go into my bathroom which was attached to my room. I bent down and opened the bottom cabinet and reached all the way to the back. I struggled, but I finally felt the cylinder type object I was looking for.

"Bubba come brush your teeth real quick," I said loud enough for him to hear me, but not wake my mother. He silently jumped off my bed and practically ran over to my sink.