Our Little Infinity

Prolouge

I ran as fast as my lungs would let me. The bitter cold of this winter's night took the breath out of me. I felt the tug of my lungs gasping for air. But I couldn't stop. That would mean I was weak. I kept going.

The snow fell heavily to ground and my feet trudged through it. It was so thick, I couldn't see anything in front of me. Only white.

I winced as I felt my bullet wound get scraped. I took in as much air as I could. I looked down to see my leg covered in blood. Stupid father. If he was going to react this bad, why would he have a kid. The only thing that would make sense was that he wanted a son. He has one. Travis.

He is the sweetest kid on earth. Not the tough boy my dad wants him to be. He failed at making Travis like that. So he tried making me a tom boy. That's not going to happen. Not now anyway.

I was too much of a girly girl. I went shopping with my mom before she died. I did a lot of 'girly' things with her. I remember hearing my dad yelling at me for being such a girl. C'Mon. I am one for crying out loud! It's not my fault.

It's not fair.

I fell to the ground in pain. I was losing a lot of blood. Running doesn't help. I took off my jacket and tied it around my thigh. I shivered and kept running(Whatever kind of movement you would like you would like to call it. Not a normal run. At all.)

I made it to the point where I couldn't take it anymore. I fell in the snow.

Then everything went black.