Take All You need

Chapter 1- Escape

Warning: Mild swearing, so if you dont want to hear it, dont read it.

'Mathew James Bellamy, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!' my father screams.

'I don't know, ok? Look, I'm sorry about missing curfew, it won't happen again.' He slaps me hard across the face.

'I'm not a bloody pushover, Mathew. You and your faggot friends can't mess around so long as you live under this roof.'

'Maybe I'll go find another fucking roof'

'Good Luck with that. I doubt anyone will want to take your gay little arse in.'

'Try me.' I turned around out of his grasp and ran upstairs to my room. Don't cry, you are better than this; you are stronger than this. I throw open my bedroom door

and grab the sack, I prepared the night before. This was it, tonight is the night I ran.

The contents of the sac were three long-sleeved shirts, two pairs of skinny jeans, extra socks/boxers, my journal, a copy of 1984, and about 150 pounds worth of birthday money I have saved over the years. I put on a Nirvana T-shirt, a black hoodie, and a pair of sweat pants that hung low on my thin build. Would I ever be coming back? I took a quick glance around my room, snatched a map of england lying on top of my dresser, and opened my bedroom window. I slung the sac around my shoulder and eased myself out of my room and into the brisk, late-night air. The moon lay high in the sky, it was the perfect night to escape. I leap from the window sill and fall onto the soft, wet grass with a thud. 'Shit,' I hiss. I check my body to make sure I wasn't terribly hurt. Only a few bruises, thank god. I start walking through the neighborhood, streetlights lighting my path. Left, Right, Right, Left. I follow the roads carefully and finally arrive at the Train Station. I purchase a one-way ticket to Devon, a place I am positive no one will ever find me. As soon as the train left the station I started to drift asleep.

I awoke to the gentle shaking of a female attendant. 'Umm, sir? Wake up we have arrived you destination of Devon, England.'

'Oh, yes. Sorry!' she nodded curtly and motioned for me to get off of the train. The clock in the station read 3:00 am. Bloody hell, it's early. I looked outside the window and saw that it was still dark out. I should probably get moving, but where am I going? I have no family living in Teignmouth, and even if I did, they would send me back immediately. What am I going to do? Exiting the train station, a heavy fog envelops the ocean-side town. My clothes begin to dampen and I'm feeling rather cold. I walk the almost empty streets, all covered with closed shops (as one would expect) and the all-night taverns with the odd drunk or stoner stumbling about. Everything seems rather peaceful and quiet, as if the town was sleeping, and no one wanted to wake it. It has been such a long day, and I have grown extremely tired. Maybe I should sit down for a while and rest my eyes for a bit.... Damn it, wake up! Someone could kidnap you, or rape you, or call the police and take you back home to that bastard of a father. I wandered over to the park, sat down on a bench, and dug out my copy of 1984 by George Orwell. 'It was a bright, cold day in April and the clocks were striking thirteen...'

'Hey, wake up, lad!' There was a gentle shaking and my eyes squinted open.

'Whaa... Mum just a few more minutes.. hmmm....' The shaking grew fiercer and more persistently.

'Christ, have you gone mad? Do you have any idea were you are right now?' My eyes shot open as I took in my surroundings. The ocean, the gentle breeze, the stiff park bench, and the woman that looked to be in her fifties standing before me.

'Oh god, I must have fell asleep!' The lady looked at me with concern.

'How old are you, boy?'

'I'm old enough, now if you excuse me, I must be going now' With that, I shoved my book into my sac and started walking off in the opposite direction.

'Bloody teenagers...' I heard her mumble as I walked away. I shouldn't have been so rude, but she was being so nosy and she could have sent me back. Urrrrggh. My stomach rumbled, I needed to eat something. I walked through town and into the first mini-mart I came across, purchased a sandwich and left. The clock in the store showed 9:37 am. I needed a plan. Going to school was out of the question, I needed to find a job and earn money, so I could survive and maybe find a small apartment. This will certainly be a task, I doubt anyone will want to hire an emotionally-unstable 17 year old. I walked about the town, keeping my eyes peeled for any "help wanted" signs. It was broad daylight, so nothing bad can happen, right? I walked further into town, never realizing I was being followed.

Authors note: Do you like my story? Do you want more??? Please leave like and some feedback or suggestions if you want more! Again, special thanks to BellDomFTW! Oh and I'm sorry If this chapter is rather short, but it was pretty much freewrite at 1 am in the morning.

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