Who Is Meant To Be?

Chapter 1- Escaping

I sat on the edge of my bed daydreaming about moving away from my dad, away from my friends, away from Lansan High. All my life ive been bullied physically and emotionally. I looked down at the purple bruises on my legs. My dad hit me yesterday multiple times, he got angry at me and my mum for going out shopping without telling him. He abuses my mum worse. She had a broken arm. I took her up the hospital last night and sat with her for hours just to be seen. She was in agony... shes always in agony. She tells me she loves dad even if he gets physical alot its just his mental health she always says, when you look into her eyes you know she wants to escape. Its hard. I want to hurt my dad, teach him a lesson, report him for what hes done to my mum. I dont care if he hurts me, its my mum who I care about.

"Eleanor! Come downstairs please" called mum. I ran down the creaky wooden stairs and lost my balance on the last stair and tripped onto the pink carpet at the bottom. OW i thought to myself. I walked into the yellow bursting with light font room and sat next to my mum. "Listen Eleanor... You know my friend Laura who lives in England? Well... She said we can stay in one of her holiday homes for good. We can escape America and your dad! Ive been longing to finally move away and I got the strength to ask Laura if we could move into one of her homes. Ive already booked our flights. The flight leaves at 3 am. You have 7 hours to pack some clothes and your favourite things. Your Dad wont get home from the club until like 4 am so we have plenty of time for him not to find out and catch us." Wow... i was speechless! I didnt know what to say. "Say something Eleanor..." mum said looking worried. "Wow... Mum I am so proud of you we are finally escaping. I cant wait to move away. I will go pack!" My daydream had come true. I couldnt believe my luck.

It was 1 am all my favourite clothes, makeup, books and diary was all packed. My mum was in the kitchen packing up some food in some sandwich boxes. Her suitcase was already packed waiting by the front door. There was a smash outside... like a glass bottle being chucked at our wall. It couldnt be dad could it? Everything crossed my mind. I was petrified. "MUM!" I screamed. I looked out the window and there was Dad, he was sitting on our doorstep having a cigarette. "MUM! Dad's home! Hes outside having a cigarette he is bound to walk in any minute". My stomach was wizzing with anxiety. I felt sick. The door opened with a massive bang, Dad was standing there with a broken bottle of vodka in one hand and his cigarette in the other. He spotted the suitcase. "SHEILA? ELEANOR? What do you think your doing!" "Me and Eleanor are going on a little holiday, Dave. We will be back in 4 days" lied mum. "We are going to spain with mums friends for a few days because its Lauras hen party" I also lied. "YOU ARE NOT GOING" screamed Dave. "Yes we are" me and my mum said both trying to look strong. I went upstairs and grabbed my suitcase, handbag and my passport. Mum went to the kitchen she grabbed her food, collected her passport and grabbed her suitcase by Daves feet. "Move please Dave" said Mum. "Please let us have some fun with Laura, Dad?" I said calmy. Being calm is the only way around this situation. "FINE! GET OUT MY HOUSE YOU UNWANTED SLUTS" he shouted. We ran all the way to the bus stop which was 7 miles away from our house. We both knew what dave is capable of when he is in this mood.

The 778 bus came after 20 minutes of standing in the cold dark street. I look out the window the bus drives past Lansan High. I hated Lansan High I had no friends, all my teachers hated me and my grades were really low. I never told my mum how much I hated Lansan High, everytime I left for school I put on a brave face and acted excited for school. Most days I bunked off I go to the walk in mental health clinic and talk to a councillor about stuff or I go to the shopping mall and window shop. I really hope my new school in England will not be like Lansan High.

Next stop Lansan Airport said the automated voice on the bus. Me and my Mum collected all our stuff and headed off the bus. I was so nervous and so happy. I could tell she was too.