Afire Love (h.s)

before

I look back over my shoulder every three steps I take, frightened he will catch up with me. I left in such a hurry, and I was such a mess. 

I was running, my legs burning from the distance I've ran, and my old skool Vans splashing in every puddle I come across. I am terrified, and there is a string of questions lacing my mind constantly.

Is he going to find me? Where do I go from here? Will he hurt me again? 

At last I reach the coach station, my breath comes back to me as I wipe the sweaty hair off my forehead, pausing to read the departures board. There's so many destinations. So many places I could escape to where he won't find me. Where he can't hurt you, my subconscious adds. I sling my black rucksack over my right shoulder, and walk towards the ticket desk. Whilst I rummage for my purse, I glance up at the clock, 6:07pm. 8 minutes until the coach leaves. 

"An adult ticket for the 6:15 to Greenwich, please," I say as I retrieve the £20 note. I hand the lady my money and I receive £3 change, along with my ticket out of here. I'm finally going to escape him. I'm going to be free, my stomach churns with excitement. 

I walk through security, and see my coach. I take one last look around me. Some people are ecstatic as they reunite with family, and some in tears as their loved ones get onto the coaches. This burns my heart, but I shake the feeling off, I'm going to be free. 

With my ticket in my hand, I walk up to my coach and smile at the driver, showing him my ticket and then picking a seat by the window. A woman, around thirty comes to sit next to me and flashes me a warm smile, before I lean my head onto the cold window. 

I feel the engine of the coach start up, and the doors shut with a bang. We start to move forwards slowly, before the trees around me become blurred, and the coach station, along with my city Bath are behind me, along with my secrets.

I'm free.