(y/n)=your name
(F/c)=favourite colour
(B/f/n)=bestfriend's name
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(Y/n)'s POV
I need to get away from him. I don't even need to let him finish talking, I just get up and run as fast as I can.
Why didn't he kill me? Is not that I want to get killed! He has a gun with him all along, he can just shoot me right there.
I passed a bunch of people and they all giving me the 'the fuck you running away from' looks. I beg you pardon, but you would be running away too if you're in my situation!
Does he know me? Do I know him?
The thing that's bothering me the most is, what does he mean I get to know him later? Later? When is later?
I shake all of the questions away from my head and look around at my surroundings. What time is it now? Why is it getting dark so fast?
When I get to my front house, I immediately opened the front door and slammed it behind my back.
My legs are tired from all of the running. I fell on my knee and started panting like a dog.
Finally, I'm sa-
"WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN YOU SLUT!?!"
I immediately got up from the floor and started shaking uncontrollably.
Shit! Shit! Shit! How can I forgot my parents are home?!
I usually sneak in and out through the window of my room to avoid my drunk parents.
I followed my mother's voice and spotted her in the dining room with my dad. The table was full of vodka bottles and cigarettes. I slowly walk into the dining room to face with my drunk parents.
She hiccups and asked me once again,
"Where *hic* the fuck *hic* have you been *hic* bitch?!"
I was about to answer her when I saw a flying vodka bottle towards me. I was fast enough to dodged it and the vodka bottle crashed on the floor.
"LOOK AT WHAT YOU MADE ME DO!" Yelled my father standing up from his chair. How is that my fault?! You're the one who threw it?!
Oh, I see where is this going, he's going to beat me up like there's no tomorrow. No, I won't let that happen.
I run away from both of my parents and went straight up stairs. I can hear my father's footsteps going up the stairs cursing. I quickly went inside my room, shutting the door tightly and locking it.
He banged the door and keep on shouting for me to open it. Pfftt, like i would. I started backing away from the door and squeeze my brain out to think of something.
Think (y/n)!! Think! Something caught my eye and it was a glimpse of light from the street through my window. That's it! I grabbed my (f/c) bag and stuffed in my (f/c) hoodie and some homework for tomorrow's lesson.
My father keep on banging the door louder and louder. I went to the window and glance over my alarm clock on my desk. It's 7.25 p.m. I hope (b/f/n) is still awake. What am i thinking? She/He is an night owl.
I jumped out from my window and landed on my feet perfectly.
I can already sign up for a marathon, i think to myself and start to run to (b/f/n)'s house..
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Fanfiction(y/n) is just an average teenager. Her whole life is filled with pain and fear but she can still pulled a smile on her face. she doesn't want everyone to know that she's hurt and tired. All she wanted was to be happy. so, what is like to see the mos...
