Prologue

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I had to get away from him or I'll be dead. If I stayed he would of killed me. I'm tired of him abusing me. My mom always tell me to run my dad says fight back. But I'm afraid if I fight back he'll fight me back harder. But I'm already dead my heart is shattered and my body is bruised and broken.

This was the last day I took from him I was tired of him lying saying he'll stop and he loves me. But he won't stop nor will he ever love me. Would you beat someone you love? I know I wouldn't unless he hurt my feelings by cheating and I swing punches.

My dad always told me if I can beat all my brothers asses I can beat Jacquees's ass. But he was much bigger and buffer. My dad was Gon fly out here to Columbus but I told him to stay and I'll fly out to him. I got my ticket to days ago and that's the day I packed my bag but Jacquees stopped me and pleaded for me to stay. But he got beat me this morning cause I didn't make his breakfast like his mom did. So he locked me in our room. Scratch that his room; I'm done I'm running I'm getting my freedom.

I waited till he went out with his boys to pack. I tried to open the door and it was still locked. I looked around the room and the only thing that can set me free is the window. I heard the front door open and close. I panicked and tried to open the window but it was stuck he locked this bitch too. I looked around the room and ran into the bathroom and pulled out a drawer dumping everything on the floor. I heard his footsteps coming up the stairs and I threw the drawer at the window with all my might; the window shattered. His footsteps stomped faster; I got so scared tears streamed down my face. I tossed my bags out the window and heard the doorknob wiggle. I slid out the window the glass puncturing my thigh causing me to yelp out in pain. I prayed I ain't die jumping out of a two story. I jumped out the window and landed on my bag.

"KAMRYN!!" He yelled out the window.

I stood up and limped to his car and tried to open the door. I looked around and found a rock by the steps of the porch and as I was about to bust the window open I was stopped; my hands still above my head, my wrist nearly broken by his strong hands, tears streaming down my cheeks.

"You Tryna Run From Me Kamryn"

"Please! Let Me Go! I Can't Be Like This Anymore"

"Like What? A Disrespectful Bitch"

I bit my bottom lip and got angry.

"Okay I'll Go Inside"

"Good Girl"

He let go of my wrist and I held tightly to the rock and took a few steps forward and turned on my heels smacking him in the face with it. He fell limp to the ground and I searched his pockets for his keys and found them. I took em and unlocked the door to his Gmc Yukon 2013. I tossed my bags in the truck and hopped in forgetting all about the glass. I scream out in pain and stick the keys in the ignition and pull off. I drive off to the side of the street of the airport and find someone walking.

"Excuse me?"

The man turns around.

"Yes?"

"Would you like a car?"

"What's wrong with it?"

"Nothing I Promise I Just Have No One To Give It To Since Im Flying A Plane To My New House"

I took my bags and went in the trunk and took out a pry bar. I took the plates off with all my might. I tossed them.

"Money's in the arm rest and glove department"

"Thank you so much"

"No thank you" I ran inside the airport and placed my ticket on the desk.

"Ma'am your bleeding"

The lady behind me said.

"I know"

"Are you okay?" The lady with my ticket said.

"Yes I'll fix it when I'm in the bathroom..Just please finish with my ticket, you have no clue what I been through and how happy I am to get this far so please help me help you"

She nodded and finished with my ticket. I ran in the back and into the bathroom. I looked under all the stalls and they were empty. I went to the counter and took my shirt off and ripped it. I bit my shirt and pulled the glass out my thigh screaming in pain still biting my shirt. I tied it up around my thigh and went through my bags and slipped into my sweats and hoodie. I put my shoes on cause I couldn't go barefoot any longer. I zipped everything up and waited for my gate to be called. It took about an hour an a half till they called. I went threw security and boarded my plane home to Atlanta.

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