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(Violet’s POV)
Slowly walking to my room, I hissed in pain. I couldn’t take this any longer and I need help, I need his help.
Pulling my laptop out, I carefully sat down while logging into chat. I hope he was on; he was the only one who got me. Also he was my key out of here, and damn I really want to go now. I can’t take another beating from my dad.
Wazzup: hey your on
Me: yeah, and I rlly need u
Wazzup: waz wrong
Me: I cnt take these beatings anymre
Wazzup: I get yuh, u ready to leave
Me: nvr bt now will b the bst time he passed out in the middle of the beating
Wazzup: tht bad?
Me: u hve no idea
Wazzup: ight where will yuh b at
Me: Library by me
Wazzup: ight ill send sme1
Me: thnx so much!
Wazzup: no prob. Cnt wait 2 c ur beautiful fce 4 da 1st time
Me: I aint beautiful >.<
Wazzup: ight if u say so
Wazzup has logged of.
Sighing I shut off my laptop and pushed myself off of my bed. Grinding my teeth I bent down and grab my bag under my bed. I had it packed just for a time like this. Now all I have to do is survive an hour and I would be at the library.
Groaning I flopped down in a library chair getting strange looks from people before they went back to what they were doing. I couldn’t believe I was finally doing this, I never even met this guy, yet I’m trusting him with my life. Anything could happen, and yet I refuse to go back to that person I call father. I rather take a chance with a guy I don’t know then with my dad. The only thing that could be worse is if he kills me, so I don’t really give a fuck on what happens.
To deep in thought I didn’t notice a guy come up behind me until he talked. “Violet?” A rough voice asked making me jump five feet in the air.
"How did you know it was me?” I asked without turning around.
“Even though you seem to be an expert on hiding your marks, I can still tell something happened by the way you move. Your stiff and seem like you don’t want to move. Don’t worry; most people don’t examine people like me.”
Wow this guy’s smart. Turing around I was shocked at what I saw. This guy looked only about twenty, but sounded much older. He was tall and pretty fit. Tattoos where scattered around his body and his dark brown hair covered a scar. I got to say, he gave me the creeps, maybe it’s time to turn back, but I’m not going to.
“Smart thinking, and ya I’m Violet, you got the money and ride?”
“Yup, ill drive you to the airport, give you some cash, then you’ll be on your way. When your there Blaze’s sister will pick you up. She’ll be holding a sign so no worries on finding out what she looks like. Ready?”
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