The bad boy wants to protect me?

Prologue

This is more of a prologue to just get an idea of what the story will be about. So even if you don't like this please read the next chapter as it will be different from this. Thanks. Comment vote and fan to let me know what you thinnk :)

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I 'm running. Running faster than i've ever ran before in my life. Running, because my life depends on it. My bones aching and my head pounding. I feel like at any moment i could drop. And if i dropped, i'm gone. Dead. Lost from this world without living my life. Without getting married, having kids, travelling. Living my life to it's full potential. 

I haven't had a good start in life. Which is why i'm determined to make my future bright. They say don't think about the future, because it's not here yet. But the future is what keeps me going. It gives me hope. The future is what stops me from ending this critical life of mine. I won't give away my life because of a bad start because you never know what may happen in the future. You could have one of the best lifestyles. Be happy, with friends and a partner and children. You could be one of the most happy adults even with a bad childhood. I'm determined to not let my past ruin my future.

Still running ahead because it's all i could do. I can't hide in this town. He always finds me and i have no doubt that he will this time. He will catch up to me and do what he's set out to do. To do what he always does. I've asked myself why i run? Why tire myself out so that i can't fight him off. Why not just get it over with straight away? Only recently have i found the answer. I run because i'm not a quitter, i won't give up and let anybody hurt me. I won't show weakness. Running makes my whole body numb so i can't feel anythig that's happening to me. Also the lack of oxygen i have by the time he's caught me leaves me swinging in and out of conciousness so i don't have to be awake the whole time.

Turning when i heard footsteps gaining on me. Through the darkness i could only see the outline of an older bulkier man and his eyes. Those peircing green eyes that i see everyday when i look in the mirror. The eyes that can turn so dark and evil in an instant. The eyes i struggle to delete from my nightmares.

Waking up from the deep sleep i was met by darkness and those green predatory eyes that arn't just a figure of my imagination. That don't just haunt me in my nightmares but my own reality too. As they got closer and closer i knew what was going to happen. I know what's going to happen each and every time they come towards me in the middle of the night in this exact same way. 

The glint of want in my fathers eyes as they raked over my body made my head clear. I have nowhere to run tonight. But as my father approached me ready to have his way with me i made a decision. I promised myself that this would be the last time my father gets what he wants, the only thing he uses, needs me for. I decided to follow what my dream told me to do.

To run.

Not just down the road this time until he caught me. 

I decided to run for good. Decided to never get caught.

I woke up with a punding headache and a throb between my thighs. Dad didn't stop for hours last night. I had held my breath so i would pass out while it was happening but he'd just wait until i regained conciousness to continue sexually assaulting me. 

I couldn't feel down today though. Nothing could bring me down today. I've planned it for so long never even imagining that i would be able to pull this off. Today is the day i run. I run for good, forever, no plan on coming back to this dark part of my life. This section of my life is over and i was on a high.

My dad goes to work at 8am each day so i won't be attending school today. I waited for him to leave the house and started packing straight away. I don't have a suitcase because i've never been anywhere. You really think my abusive father would take me on holiday? There would be too much of a chance of having fun or meeting new people or 'getting lost'. Lets just say i've tried to run away once before so my dads paranoid. Anyway it's a good job i don't have a suitcase anyway. I've not got enough clothes to fill it.