My Inescapable Destiny

Stolen Innocence

Chpt 4

I did it. I finally did it! I left. A grin slipped on my face at the thought as I boarded the bus. Usually I would be tense, alert, always looking for someone to knock me down. But not now! I felt happy, wild and free.

It was only one o'clock so I had a while until Jack got home, noticed I was gone and searched for me...Would he even notice? Hell even if he did there was no way he would sent a search party looking for me, I scoffed.I meant nothing to him- Leo too.

I took a seat at the back, by the window so I could see the houses and streets that were home to be, disappear into the background. The people too. Oh god why was I even thinking like this. I needed to forget the past because that's what it was- the past. Not my future, no my future would be about me and my happiness. Not about my torturous brother or heartless dick of a mate! Sorry, got a little carried away. I sighed, I just needed to forget. Forget, forget, forget. Forget was key!

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat as I felt someone's gaze in me. I turned around to see and old man staring at me. Wait- scratch that. He was staring at my chest. I blushed furiously and whirled back around, barely managing to stop myself from gagging.

The whole ride was extremely tense. I wanted to tell the man to turn away and stop being a gross pervert but I was just too embarrassed to say anything. I just fiddled with my fingers the entire time, trying to ignore the holes he was burning into me. Finally my stop came around and I jumped out of my seat with speed that even surprised me. I grabbed my bag and made a dash for the doors. I was stopped though when someone latched on to my arm. I spun around to find the old man in front of me. Crap.

"Hi there" he said grinning, flashing me his yellow and crooked teeth. Gross.

"Urmm....hi?", geez he has a strong grip, I thought as I tried to unsuccessfully get my arm back.

"What's your name pretty little lady?", oh god really! I wasn't even pretty. I laughed nervously,

"Look I'm sorry but I don't know you and I have to go so....yeah." I said in a rush, then wrenched my arm away and sprinted out of the bus. Wow, I was never taking public transportation again after that incident, I shuddered. I mean I had heard about all the old guys who are perverts and prey on young girls, but I had never met one before....until a few moments ago. Yuck.

My stop was at mall a couple towns over from my old home. I entered and spotted a salon called Dannie's. I decided to check it our and was immediately hit by the smell of shampoo and burnt hair. Wow that was strong. The place was really busy and extremely crowded, I could barely see the sign in desk at the front.

"May I help you?" the woman at the desk asked me when I walked over. I smiled but it vanished when I saw how she looked at me. She had a disgusted look in her eyes and a sneer on her mouth. I looked down, unable to meet her spiteful gaze, instead focusing on the Justin Beiber bobble head by her pencil sharpener. What the hell was this woman thirteen?

"Yeah that would be great...." she sighed and flipped through the appointment book. It looked just like my fathe- I snapped my eyes close and halted my thoughts. I needed to forget, but god damn it, it was so hard. Even the littlest of things reminded me of my messed up life. For example, the appointment book, it was so similar to my fathers, but his was black while her was hello-kitty pink.

Oh gosh darn it I thought of it! Forget is key. Forget, forget, forget, forget, forget-

"Hello!", my eyes flew open to see the woman staring at me like I was crazy.

"Oh so- sorry I just um...blanked out for a bit" I said smiling sheepishly. Her face remain emotionless as she told me I would be assisted in 20 minutes.