I'll Come Back for You / Connor McDonough Fanfic /

Chapter 10

Alison's POV

I woke up to the sound of my dad yelling. I was somewhere new this time. I got up and looked around. My phone was gone.

I walked out of the room to see if there was an exit. I walked down the steep stairs to a kitchen. There they were. Yelling. Both mom and dad.

"Mom?"

"Sweetie!" my mom came over and hugged me.

"Mom? Do you think you can come back into my life after you left me?" I said not hugging back.

She pulled away, "What? But I'm your mother,"

"Ya, clearly that didn't matter a few weeks ago"

"Alison, I'm sorry,"

"No you're not!" I said raising my voice

"Do it!" my mom said, I looked at her confused, "Do it!"

Right them my dad came over and hit me.

"Mom," I said crying.

"You didn't want me back in your life!"

"You're the one who left me!"

She walked out. Leaving me on the ground. My dad didn't look at me, like he was under moms spell or something.

He walked to the backyard of wherever we were. No one was looking, should I make a run, I have nothing to loose.

I dogged out of the room and looked for a door leading outside. Got it! I found the handle and pushed down and opened the door, making wind blow in my face, I haven't felt this in forever. I took a deep breath in, turned around and looked back, freedom, I thought.

I ran out if there getting as far as I could. I felt free. Connor! I thought, I have to find him. I looked at where I was surrounded, Starbucks, Target, and a clothing shop.

I know this place, it's near Disneyland. I like around to see if there was a payphone, but I realized I have no money.

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Connor's POV

The whole night I couldn't sleep, I'm still thinking about her, what happened to her, is she ok, when is she coming back, these thoughts keep echoing in my head.

I looked at the time, 7:56 am. I got up from my bed and change into jeans and a white and blue t-shirt. I fixed my hair to look decent and walked out. I grabbed my phone and keys and walked out, silently shutting the door.

I hopped in my car and drove around. I turned the radio, Battle Scars by Paradise Fears was playing. This song reminded me of her. The scars all over her, making her stronger and stronger.

I drove to the places that reminded me of Ali. Starbucks, when we talked about the stupidest things possible, the park where we chased each other, well Riley and Jordan, arcade, where she beat me at all the games, movie theater, where we watched the stupidest film. The thoughts made me smile.

My phone began to ring, taking me out of my thoughts. I looked at the screen, mom?

I slide my finger across the screen to answer.

"Hello?"

"Where are you?"

"I looking for her"

"Ok, while you're out eat!"

"Mom, I'm fine!"

"Please just eat?"

"Fine!" then I hung up. I hate how everyone has to treat me like a baby.