*1 week later*
I've been staying at becs place this entire week not even thinking about going back, but now I have too I need more clothes. I'm just gonna pray they aren't home because honestly if they do I'm not sure what they'll do...
Why can't I just get a car, it's like a 3 hour drive, but then with the bus, stations and subways it takes like 5 hours or more 'cause of traffic. At least I reached this place I used to call home, now it's more of a place where I could die. I gather up my things that I'll need, i end up leaving with 2 suitcases plus my emergency money that I save up once every 3 months.
As I'm about to leave I heard the door slam and my name being called, I quickly jump out to the fire exit and toss my things down, it's just clothing after all; nothing breakable, I have my phone so ya nothing breakable.
"SAMANTHA FUCKING JONES I KNOW YOU'RE HEAR YOU LITTLE BITCH"
I remain quiet and run down the stairs of the emergency exit
"I SEE YOU OH YOU'RE FATHER WILL NOT BE HAPPY YOU LITTLE RUNAWAY FREAK"
"YOU'RE NOT MY PARENTS SO SHUT UP AND LEAVE ME ALONE" I said
"OH REALLY WERE NOT THEN TELL ME WHY WE TOOK CARE OF YOU SINCE YOUR FUCKING MOM SLUTTED IT UP WITH EVERYONE WHO COULD GIVE IT TO HER"
"THATS NOT TRUE, IT CANT BE"
"WHY ELSE WOULD YOU'RE DAD KILL HIMSELF, WAIT NO 'MURDERED' SORRY HES TOO UNIMPORTANT TO THIS WORLD"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU ASSHOLE YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW THEM" I ended with a small tear escaping my eye
"NEITHER DID YOU" the evil queen said
I'm now on the floor grabbing my things and running for the bus before the evil king comes back, or I'll for surely be dead. They were good to me once upon a time then they changed one night and things got too dark too quickly. I wish I had those people back, I honestly don't know what changed.
I get back on the bus and head to becs place once again, but I won't be staying there for the next few days, there's a couple parties I wanna go to. I'm hoping she'll come with me for once that'd be awesome, if anything she'll come for tomorrow night since it'll be Saturday.
While I'm on the bus I decide to listen to my music, might as well it's a long ride to becs, and I'd rather not listen to these annoying 13 year olds talk about their dumb little problem about a boy not liking them back. Like cmon girls it's one boy, not like he's the last one, I wish I could help them out and realize bigger problems.
*SONG STARTS TO PLAY*
You were the shadow to my light,
Did you feel us,
Another start,
You fade away,
Afraid our aim is out of sight,
Wanna see us,
Alive,
(Faded by Alan walker)
*PLAYS IN BACKGROUND WHILE SHES THINKING*
I just don't understand why my 'parents' turned on me, what could I have done that made them turn on me, all I wanted was a family to take care of me, and help me get on my feet when I was down, or even one that just cares and loves me... is that so much to ask for? They were like that but now all I get is them abusing me in different ways, I just don't know what to do.. I can't go back to the adoption centre, I'm almost 18 anyway, just one year. I can make it, I will make it
I can't help but think of all the possible what ifs, or the countless scenarios in my head, or even my past, it's just running through me right now. I really hope I don't break down on the bus, I'm over those days right? I will fight till death, I will survive and work my way up to the very top, I can do anything.. can't I? I've been hurt numerous times; physically and mentally. I even have tattoos that represent my past, and only I know the meaning. That's the way I like it anyway. I have becs to help me? I have myself too, I've been on my own since that night, the night where everything decided to crash down and kill me like I'm some spider. I'm strong and brave I need to believe that but I just can't, why can't I? Why's it so hard to believe? Oh that's right when someone ruins love and hope for you, the image is stuck in you mind and you think of that for the rest of your life...
Someone taps me on the shoulder, I look over and it's the person who helped ruin me..
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I know this is somewhat a short chapter, but I've been quite busy with school so I'm very sorry. Hope everyone had/has a good day/night ‼️
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