Alone

My Solution

Ryder's POV.

All I do is cause pain. Why? I don't know, but if I'm not here then I can't cause pain, right? Not only will I rid of everyone else's pain, but mine too. I'll be free...

I keep running, wiping my eyes. I run into my house, and all the way up to my room. I grab a bag and shove some clothes and other essentials I will need. I take whatever money I have saved,and go into the kitchen and pack some food.

I walk out of the house, feeling more relieved than I ever have. It's like a huge weight was lifted off my shoulders. I skateboard down to a bus station and buy a bus ticket. I'm heading to New York. There will be so many people there that I won't be noticed too much.

I know that within 24 hours I will be reported missing and the police will be looking for me,so I need to get as far away as possible before then. Climbing on the bus, I look back at everything. I try to think of a reason I should stay, but I realise that I'm leaving nothing behind here. I don't belong here, there was nothing for me here...so why stay?

I finish my way up the bus steps,but before I can get far,the driver suddenly looks at me. "Are you okay sir?" she asks, and I quickly wipe my face and nod my head, before clearing my throat and making my way to the back of the bus.

I sit down and lay my head against the window, feeling good. I close my eyes, trying to rest before my long journey.

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I wake up to a someone screaming, "Wake up! Get off!"
I blink rapidly, taking in my surroundings. I'm in a bus, it's dark outside, the driver is screaming at me, and I'm the only one on the bus. I quickly get up and get off the bus, saying thank you to her.

Once I get off the bus, I am met with the cold air. It's freezing, and I pull my beanie lower to cover my ears. Shoving my hands in my pockets, I walk down the street taking in everything. Adrenaline pumps in my blood at the thought at what I just did. I ran away, in free, it's all over.

I smile to myself, and watch my breath in the air, making small white puffs. My stomach growls at me, and I find a bench. Sitting down, I take out a stale excuse of a twinkie and devour it. I wonder if anyone has notice me missing yet?

I start to feel sad at the thought that no one has noticed. No one has noticed me there, so how will they notice if I'm gone? No one will care, no one will know. I feel tears filling my eyes at the thought of this. No one loves me, and I'm no more alone than I ever have been.

Sniffing, I get up and walk on. I watch as family's walk together even in the dark, probably on their way to restaurants or to do some sort of family thing. And I feel jealous as I notice how all these kids have family's, family's that love and care about them. I've never had that.

All these people have at least one person with them. Even here, I am still different. I will always be different. As my tears finally start to fall, I tilt my head down to hopefully hide my face from the other people around.

But no. Someone does care.

"Mommy why is he crying?" I hear some little girl ask. I tilt my head up slightly, to see who.

"How should I know sweet heart? He is probably sad. Now come on, let's get ice cream!" a lady says, who I assume is the mother.

I watch as they walk into some ice cream shop, and I lean against the wall and slide down it. I bury my head in my hands, feeling horrible. I just don't want to be alone anymore. I'm happy I ran away, I am. Wiping my face I just sit there, trying to get warm.

I hear the bell jingle, signaling that the ice cream shop door has opened.

"Ready to go hun?" The lady from earlier said to the daughter. Still feeling jealous, I feel a little hateful at the daughter. She probably takes everything for granted. My parents never took me to get ice cream.

"Yeah, hold on mommy I'll be right back.." The little girl says.

"Excuse me?" a small voice says above me, and I look up to see the little girl in front of me. She couldn't be older than 7.

"Yeah?" I say, curious at what she wants.

"Here, this is for you," she says, handing me her ice cream cone.

"No, it's okay-" I start to say, trying to give it back.

"I want you to have it. Whenever I'm sad, I like to have some ice cream, so I hope it cheers you up too, " she says in her little voice, and I feel a warmth in my heart. Her mother calls for her.

"Coming!" The little girl yells.
"My name is Amelia by the way," she says, sticking out her hand. I raise my eyebrows, then slowly shake her hand. "Amelia..?" I say skeptically.

"Yeah," she says smiling.

"Thank you Amelia," I say quietly, then I hug her. She smiles at me.

"Goodbye Ryder!" she says waving her hand, then running to catch up with her mom.

But I never told her my name.
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Omggggg it's been forever guys! I'm really sorry! Do you guys want me to continue the book or not? I feel like maybe I should stop. I am not sure, just comment what you think I guess. It would be nice to see some votes if you guys liked this chapter, but I personally thought it was sweet. Thanks for reading!