Saved By Him

Chapter 2

Y/N's POV

I need to run, fast, as fast as I can.

I can't just walk past his body, God! I can't believe there is a body here!
I need to get away from here, what if they would come back?

I want to cry, why they sent me here? Why?

I didn't look at him, I just ran looking forward, I couldn't look at him.

I wanted to forget I ever saw this, I wanted to believe nothing happened.

Running past him, a chill ran down my spine, making me feel as if my body would just collapse.

A tear ran down my face, but I held myself from breaking down completely.

I kept running and running until I ran out of air.

I stopped to catch my breath, confused I looked around to see I probably ran too far.

I saw a line of houses in front of me, all of them look kinda old and some even look abandoned.

I want to believe there would be some nice people here, even though it doesn't look like a place for good people to live in.

Perhaps this foster home wouldn't be too bad.

It's hard getting my hopes up every time, every foster home I moved too I tried having hope.

But nothing changed, even though I know I'm lying to myself, I believe this hope somehow helps me.

I'm trying to be happy even when it's hard, I always tell myself that there's people out there who are dealing with more difficult stuff.

Most of the foster families I was at were just not nice, they didn't hide the fact I wasn't wanted there.

Okay, I need to calm down and find this place already.

Maybe I should just find someone and ask for help?

Just then I heard a door slam and looked to the direction it came from to see a woman.

She looked around her 40th, she looked tired and she was just standing there, not doing anything.

Understanding I haven't left any other choice, I started walking toward her.

But I was feeling nervous when I saw she held a bottle in her hand, it looked like alcohol.

Now when I look at her again I see she doesn't look tired, she looks drunk. Maybe I should look for the place myself?

I'm already here, right? I can do it, I will be fine. Taking a deep breath I kept walking toward her until she noticed me.

I now stood in front of her, her eyes looked dead, no emotion, just a blank stare.

"Excuse me, I was sent to a foster family who supposed to live here somewhere, maybe you know them?"