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"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING!" my mother screamed at me in her annoying high pith voice. "STOPPING MY MOTHER FROM BECOMING A TOTAL SLUT!" I screamed tears threatening to spill from my eyes.

I turned to walk to my room, but as I did my mother slapped me straight across the face. "THAT'S IT", i bellowed. I stormed up the stairs to my room and packed my bag, as all the memories flooded back.

My mother used to be very abusive as I was younger, she'd beat me because young men would leave her, to find a prettier and better looking girl! I never understood why she took her anger out on me. The first time I was taken away from her I was 3, because my teachers found bruises and cuts all over my body. The second time was when I was 14, she beat me and threw a vase at my face which shattered leaving cuts all over me. She never gained possession of me again, until I was 18. She begged me to live with her again so I did. Occasionally she would bring men home maybe once every 2 weeks, which wasn't too bad I guess. But then she stopped talking to me, she would bring someone home nearly every night. I'd scare them away, and then we would get into and argument. But her hitting me was the last straw. She ruined my childhood and I'm not gonna let that carry on. It may seem dramatic to run away as soon as one "little" thing happens but I don't want a repeat of my horrific life.

I ran out the front door, leaving my mother without a key, why would I care? I ran as fast as I could down the street until I didn't know where I was going any more, and still I ran on.

I stopped when I approached a park, it was dark and I could just make out a swing set. I approached it and sat there, for how long I didn't know. I began to feel tired, and that's when I remembered the piece of paper andy had given me.

I pulled it out of my pocket, the only memory I really had of one of the happiest times in my life, that's when I realised there was something written on it. I turned it over and there I saw written in perfect handwriting a phone number. Did Andy give me his number?

Suddenly it started to rain, I ran and hid under a tree for shelter. I got out my phone, hands shaking from how unbelievable cold it was. I dialed the number and prayed that it would be Andy who picked up.

"H..hel...hello" the sleeping voice said.

I looked at the time. "Shit it's 2am" i exclaimed

"Yes it is... So why are you calling me ... How did u get my number?" He sounded very worried.

"I'm hoping this is you andy... I'm the girl you gave your number to yesterday at the meet and greet... I have no where to go... I ran from home..." I mumbled

"Where are you!" He sounded really worried now.

"In some park near a giant church I'm not sure" I panicked as i realised I was lost.

"Don't worry I know where you are... Ish" he said hanging up.

So what am I supposed to do now?

I sat there thinking about andy and his perfect voice, wondered what he was doing, probably tucked up all cosy in bed somewhere.

That's when I saw a figure walking towards me I looked away.

"Hello?" He questioned

"A... Andy?" He helped me to my feet and hugged me, I started crying.

"Shh.. Shh..yes it's me don't worry"he said lifting me up bridal style walking across the park. My eyes began to become droopy and my mind slipped into darkness.

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My eyes opened, but closed quickly as I was blinded by the light. Where was I, I swear I fell asleep in the park?

"Andy.. Andy, who are you" I panicked and that's when I realised...

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