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This the back story for Audrey. You will get to know why she hates, sex and yelling.
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Audrey New
Ever since Audrey was little she always felt different than the rest of the people around her. Not that anything was actually visibly different, it was more on the inside. She was always an outgoing child, always the first to try anything new.Yet at the same time she was very observant. To say Audrey was calm as a child would mean you'd never met her. Whether it was chasing after the neighborhood cats or climbing trees to get a better view of things, she was always running around getting into something. At a young age Audrey found out she had a unusually high stamina. She could ride her bike all day, go to the park and play on the playground for hours then ride back home and still feel like she could take on the world. So it only seemed natural that she join the cross country team and track and field when she started middle school. Running was her passion, her escape. The feel of her heart pounding in her chest, and the rhythmic thud of her feet on concrete was something she learned to crave. If things were bad at home, she's go for a run. Bad day at school? Run it off. Mom and dad were in another screaming match. RUN. Turn off your mind and just let you legs carry you till you feet beg you to stop. More than once Audrey came home with bloody feet that made her stop when the rest of her body urged her to keep going. It was a reoccuring thought in her mind ever scence she was little that maybe..just maybe, if she could run fast enough she could just spread her arms and fly away...but she new better. People don't just start flying, though it was a nice day dream.
Have you ever came across a person that you see every day, and they look interesting enough, but something just keeps you from talking to them? Well Audrey was one of those people. She never really had any friends growing up, or even now fir that matter. The constant back and forth of coldness and heated screams exchanged between her parents had taught Audrey young that she would never let anybody that close to hurt her. She never had a real example of how a man and woman were supposed to love each other. Her parents entered a loveless marriage shortly after Audrey was conceived, the very blurry events of a drunken after hours office party. It was a marriage of nessity. Her mother was a short payed inturn, while her father was an up and comeing stock broker. So to save face they did a short court house ceremony and moved in together the night after. Neither one of her parents had remained faithful. Always one or the other was gone for the night, and in the morning the spouse left at home would dish out hell to the returning the next morning. Needless to say Audrey was scared to love. And had an even deeper rooted fear of sex. The thought of being so vulnerable would send Audrey into fits just at the thought of it. Men had always scared her. To her, men were an almost compleatly different and unrelatable species only interested in one thing and one thing alone. SEX. That aweful three letter word that would compleatly mess up her world if she let it. Both her parents had taught her that. Told it to her face even. Her mother had even screamed it at her once ''IF IT WASENT FOR YOU I WOULDENT BE HERE! YOU MESSED UP EVERYTHING!"
Later her mother had cried and apologized, but the words stuck with her none the less. Audrey feared intimacy, feared the closeness, and in all honesty feared love itself.
