Prologue

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Y/N POV:

My parents are so cruel. No love is given to me at all. Half the time they want me out of the house. The next moment they don't want me outside. They want them to take me. By "they" I mean the killers. The bad people I hear in the night. To be honest I rather be there with dangerous people than with my parents. Sometimes I can't even look at them because of what they say to me.

Over a two week period I decided take my stuff and escape. All alone. I bet they wouldn't even care. My parents act like dictators. Sometimes I just look at them and they yell at me. So I packed my clothes and food while they weren't home after school ended. The next night after I finally had everything packed I took my bag and placed it near the window. I took my phone out of my pocket and removed the tracker they put in my phone with a few tools I had. As I looked through my bag one more time to see if I forgot anything, I remembered protection purposes. I walked through the hall quietly since my parents were sleeping. I creeped downstairs to the kitchen with my bag still on my back. I took small towels out of the closet and picked up each weapon. I then laid all the ones out on the table. I started to search for the key my dad keeps in a curtain cabinet. I saw it one time while getting a plate out for him. It had a tag that was labeled "GUN KEY". So now I thought why not take it. I finally found it and unlocked the door he always locks near the bathroom. I turned the key. When I opened the door there were walls and walls covered with guns. I took the smaller ones that seemed 1) easy to use and 2) so he wouldn't notice that much. I placed those on the table and tried to remove the tracker from those too. Only two didn't have trackers so I ended up taking those. I wrapped all the things I took in the towels. I stocked up on more non freezer or refrigerated food. I then went back upstairs and placed my phone, books, flashlights and headphones in my bag too. I put my jacket on and placed my phone in the pocket.

I am planning to go to the convenient store to buy more batteries and supplies. I opened my window, took out one of my knives and sliced the window screen. I took the note out of my pocket that said "Bye bitches! Left you assholes!" I put my bag back on and climbed half way out the window. I jumped down onto the ledge that is closer to the stairs. I then jumped to the stairs and continued to run down. I looked around to see if the thugs were back before going all the way down. Thankfully they weren't so I continued on. I ran across the street and made my way to the confidence store.
When I got there no one seemed to be there. The guy behind the desk was asleep. There was only one person inside. I started to pack my bag full of stuff. I made sure no one was watching me. Then I felt a fierce grip on my arm. I looked to see who it was. He was a talker handsome fellow. "I hope your not stealing that maim." He said quietly so the guy in the front wouldn't here. "Because if u are I think you should pack up on this type of cloth" he held a small white stained cloth to my mouth. I suddenly felt light headed. Everything started to go dark.
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A/N, Hello I haven't done a fanfic before so please bare with me a bit. This is for all the army that love Tae. I will do more of different people if you want. Please tell me if you do. Thank you byyyeeee.

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