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Happy Birthday

We talked everyday. He made my bad days better. How can anyone manage to do that. I don't understand it. How could he possibly make me feel safe over the phone. He did. Just hearing his voice. Talking to him cheers me up. It's not everyday that you find someone like him. He's the guy I could have a future with. I want that. He is someone rare and I'm never letting him go. I woke up one day thinking to myself I need to get out of here. We have been talking for awhile now and he already made me his girlfriend. He made me come to a realization that I need to get out of my dads house. I decided to pack some things and run away. I called him and told him what was going on. "Okay I'm gonna come get you," he says with excitement. I'm nervous because my birthday is tomorrow and he will see me on my birthday. That's crazy. "I'm leaving at night once everyone is sleeping," I said to him. I stared at the clock. Hour by hour slowly passed by and I already wanted to leave. I was getting more and more nervous by the second. I go to bed for the night to get some rest for the morning.

The next morning

I wake up feeling good. It's my birthday. I'm seventeen and I can't even believe it. People seemed to always forget my birthday in this house though. I grabbed my backpack and started secretly packing things. All day waiting for someone to notice. Nothing. No one cared. I was hurt. Anger rising throughout my body. That night I'm playing in my head how I'm going to leave. How I'm possible going to do this. I can't sleep. I felt like I was going to throw up, I felt like I was going to back out of this. I called Dominic. We talked about it. He made me feel a lot better. He was the only one to wish me a happy birthday. He's coming to get me when everyone is sleeping.

Thankfully my dad is going to bed early tonight because he has work in the morning. Everyone was finally asleep around ten. I live far away from Dominic so he left at ten, its ten-thirty. He will be here any minute. I pace my floors, fearing that my dad is going to catch me leaving. I am terrified. My body is trembling. He's here. He's finally here. He calls me. "Hello..," I say shakily. "What's wrong, don't be afraid I won't let him hurt you," he says. He is so sweet. He's right, he would protect me. I ran down the stairs and out the door. He walked out the car and started helping me with my things. God he's so handsome. He is shorter than me but it's the cutest thing. Like god my heart is exploding. He touches his hands on mine and my whole body gets butterflies. He makes me feel so safe and comfortable. My dad steps outside and starts screaming at me. He lunged towards me pushing me in the grass and punching me. "YOU BITCH. YOUR NOT LEAVING," he says swinging. Dominic tackles him into the ground and starts wailing on him. I get into the car. Screaming his name. "DOMINIC. BABE HURRY." He rushes back to the car and we drive off. My dad runs after us but he doesn't catch us. I don't look back after that. The only thing I think of is that I'm with him. I'm in the car with him and nothing can touch me. I'm finally away from my dad. He can't touch me anymore. The cold air hits my face as we drive. Feeling the air go against my hands as I wave them outside the window. Staring at him. He's staring at me while driving. I can't help but smile. In this moment I'm happy. I'm safe. I'm his and that's all that matters.