The Accidental Runaway

Chapter 2; Who's your friend you can't really be sure....

•Chapter 2; Who's your friend you can't really be sure;

Melanie's P.O.V:

I wake up the next morning, and my body still hurts. But despite the pain, I force myself to get up.

I go downstairs quietly, so I don't wake anyone up.

I can feel my stomach rumbling, but I don't dare get anything to eat, or else I probably will get whipped.

I feel like screaming, I feel like running, I feel like I'm going mental!!

I rush back up to my room, and I start crying as soon I get through the door. Only when I hear footsteps outside my door, I stop crying and wipe the tears from my eyes.

I curl into a ball, waiting to feel the pain of the whip. I'm very confused when I don't feel it.

I look up to see Aaron's sweet eyes looking down at me.

"I've been here one day, and I can't take anymore of this. Poor Harper must have had a heart attack with the way your mom must have treated her." I say before clamping my mouth shut, regretting saying that.

"How do you know about Harper?" Aaron asks me very confused.

I move the pillows, and I show him the list.

"Don't tell you mom about this, I feel like its here for a reason." I say to him.

He nods his head, "I promise."

I look up at him, and I just start crying again.

"What's wrong?" He asks me.

"Miles! I don't understand why he wasn't with me." I say very confused.

"You wanna know what will make you feel better?" He asks me.

I sigh, "What?" I ask him.

"I'll take you into town, and who knows. Maybe we'll find your friend." He says, before leading me down the stairs.

He tapes a note to the inside of the door,"Mom, I'm taking Mel into town. We'll be back soon." The note says. After he sticks it to the door, we leave the house.

I don't say a word during the walk into town.

Aaron takes me to the Auction, "Maybe he's here."

I look up at the Auctioneer, and I wonder how he sleeps at night. But I still wonder why he smiled and winked at me.

Wide-eyed and hopeful I watch person after person gets Auctioned off, young, old, small and tall. After the auction is over, Miles wasn't one of them.

I walk away from Aaron, "That was a waste of time!"

He takes my hands into his, "I'm trying my best. I'll find him I promise." He says before kissing me.

I pull away, "Am I really worth going to jail for?! No I don't think so." I say before running into the nearby forest.

I climb up the first tree I see.

Aaron stops at the edge of the trees, "Mel, please come down. I'm sorry that I kissed you. I won't do it again."

I jump out of the tree, landing on my butt.

Aaron helps me up as I say, "That went a lot better in my head, and it's not you. I quite like you. I just wanna find him."

He smiles, "I really like you to." He says leading me back into town.

"Hey Aaron!" I hear a guy yell.

He comes into view, he's a carrot top who can't be much older than Aaron, and he has these bright blue eyes.

"Hey Josh." Aaron says to him.

He looks over at me, "Who's the hot chick?" He asks Aaron.

"She's my Slave." Aaron says, protectively through clenched teeth.

Josh puts his hands up in defense, "Whoa, I didn't know sorry man." He says.

I start walking off, until Aaron firmly holds me in place by my hand.

"I want to go home." I say sternly to Aaron.

"Okay, let's go." Aaron says.

We start walking, and I stop saying, "No, I mean my home! Back on Earth!"

He looks at me a little annoyed, "Look! There's absolutely no way to get back to Earth! Understand?" He asks.

I look at him a little hurt, but I nod my head.

We walk back home, not saying a word to each other, and it's dark by the time we get there.

Aaron opens the door, and his mom is looking at me like, 'I'm gonna kill you.'

"Where have you two been?!?" She asks right before slapping me.

I taste blood, then automatically spit it out. Not caring that the blood lands on a furry white carpet.

"We went out. I thought some fresh air would do her some good." Aaron says to her.

I don't say a word, if I do, I'm probably gonna get whipped or slapped again. Or worse....

She looks at me, her eyes full of hate and red hot anger as she says, "Slave, back to your room. Your clothes are laid out for tomorrow, and as for you Aaron...."

I run up to my room, before she finishes. Not caring that the door slams shut behind me, shaking the entire house, I can even hear the shutters on the outside of the house rattle.

She laid out a white tank top, and tattered black cut offs. Does she know it's winter??

I sneak down the staircase, to eavesdrop on any conversation that I can.

"Maybe we should send her back to the Auctioneer." I hear a voice say.

Then my jaw drops, Aaron said that.

"Why do you say that?" His mom asks him. She seems pretty thrilled about that idea.

I don't wait to hear the rest of his conversation, and I bolt back upstairs, launching myself onto the bed.

"I thought he was supposed to be my friend?" I think out loud to myself.

I fumble in the pockets of my sweatshirt (the only thing I have from home), until I find my Rusted Razor. I take out my mirror, and I carefully slit three VERY bold lines under my right eye.

I then quickly put the razor into my pocket, because I hear footsteps.

The door opens and the Big Cheese herself is standing in the doorway.

She whips my jaw and spine before saying, "Did I say you were done for the day?" She whips my side once per word when she says, "NO I DIDN'T!"

Tears form in my eyes, and I keep myself together.

"I want you to go feed Angel. NOW!!" She screams at me.

I walk down the staircase thinking, 'She didn't notice the three lines, good.

I always keep he razor in my pocket, for the fact that I'm depressed, but mostly for self defense reasons.

I go downstairs, and I feed Angel like she told me to.

I'm about to climb the stairs, when the staircase door opens, and hits me so hard I land on my back, "OW!" I quietly say to myself.

I see Aaron look me in the eyes, a bit of sympathy in his eyes, then he walks off.

I feel like I'm gonna start crying again, but I bite my tongue, I get up, and I walk back up the stairs. As soon as I get into 'my' bedroom, I let myself fall onto the bed that I was assigned.

The door of my bedroom opens, and I brace myself for the pain of the leather whip.

When I don't feel it, I turn to see Aaron, smiling, clutching his side, with tears streaming out of his eyes.