Runaways (discontinued) || c.h

✕ Chapter One ✕

"5:22 am"

My clock on my bedside table read. I was up late again and I couldn't sleep at all. I was in my bed, scrolling through my phone, wrapped in my big, grey duvet cover.

I groaned quietly and got out of bed. Cold meeting my feet once I stood on my hardwood floor. I began walking out of my room and down the stairs, into the kitchen to make some coffee to keep me awake for the rest of the day.

I waited for my coffee to brew quietly, just staring off into space; daydreaming. This was a regular thing for me actually. I would stay up too late and drink so much coffee just to keep me awake. I couldnt help it, I would lay awake at night, leaving my thoughts to eat me up and not let me rest.

Once my coffee was done, I grabbed my mug but once I turned around, I screamed and dropped the hot beverage down on the floor which created a huge mess all over the kitchen tiles.

"Holy fuck, Anna!" I whispered-scream at the girl that was standing in the entrance of the kitchen. "You scared the living hell out of me, you cunt face." I said while placing a hand over my chest, as a way to try and calm down
my heart beat even though I know it wont.

She yawned, " I smelled coffee and I sorta figured it would be you ,out of all of us to be up this early making coffee." she tiredly tried to put a cheesy smile on her face.

I playfully rolled my eyes and made her clean the mess that she technically caused. Anna is one out of the 3 other girls I live with. I got a house with her, Kimberly, and Brianna. We all lived with eachother throughout high school in an apartment and at the end of senior year and once we all graduated, we got a house together, and now we go to college.

Anna is basically the "mom" of this house. She's the most mature, but some days her inner child will come out. She's the one holding this house together in one piece. Anna basically does all the work in this house. She cleans for us, mostly because of her OCD, and most of the time she cooks for us.

Kimberly is the chill one in this house. She's basically down for anything and has a perverted humour, which I love. She's gotten more athletic recently and makes living here a lot more comfortable and exciting.

Brianna is the quirky one, she's basically like your basic white girl, but more spontaneous, in a way? I guess. But no, she definitely is super quirky and girly. She was a cheerleader basically her whole life. Brianna can quickly brighten any ones day.

They can all brighten anyones' day, they all brighten mine.

Anna and I sat our breakfast bar, drinking our new cups of coffee that I made for us while she was cleaning and picking up the broken glass on the floor.

"Are you alright, Malina?" she asked, breaking me away from my thoughts while sipping her coffee.

I looked at her confused and put my cup on the granite counter in front of me, "Yeah? Why wouldnt I be?" I asked.

"Because you havent been sleeping a lot lately, have you been taking the sleeping pills?" she asked concerned.

I rolled my eyes at the word 'pills' . I hated that word a lot , " No Anna," I sighed, "I didnt take the damn pills."

"Maybe you should, alright? Im just worried and all this lack of sleep isn't healthy," she said while getting up to go to our medicine cabinet. She grabbed my bottle of sleeping pills that my therapist recommended i should use.

"Fine, I'll take the pills." I gave up, I didnt have enough energy to argue with her, even though its really fun. I appreciate Anna's being here. She's probably the closest to me here at this house. She helps me with a lot of the struggles I go through and supports me whenever I need it.

I took the pills out of her hand and swallowed them.

She smiled, "Good girl. Just sleep for the rest of the day alright?"

I nodded, "Thanks babe," I smiled back . She headed upstairs and right after her Brianna came running down the stairs in all pepped up and happy.

"Goodmorning Beautifulssss," she squealed and twirled into the kitchen.

" wooooaah, someones in a good mood." i said.

Brianna nodded her head hysterically and threw herself onto me. She gave me the biggest hug and I laughed and soon hugged her back.

"Why are you so hyper bri? and why are you up so early in the morning?" I questioned and looked at the digital clock that was built near the top of our stove :

'5:57 am'

My eyes started to feel heavy and i instantly got more tired than I was before.

"I have a cheer competition to go to and the plane the leaves at 7 . Im actually really excited because we go against America's best cheer teams and Im not even nervous. Im ready to squash them like a bug. " she explained . She had that famous smile of hers and determination in her eyes. I respect Brianna, she had her future planned out and she's really good at what she does. She's a little too peppy sometimes but I can deal with her .

"When will you be home?"

Brianna took a minute to think while she was making a smoothie, "In like two days or so."

I smiled and went over to her, " Good luck darling, you'll be great." I said while embracing her in a big hug.

"Thanks Mal." she said.

I walked outside, and the cold crisp, morning air hit my face once I took a step out. I took a deep breath and pulled out a cigarette . I lit it up and blew out the puff of smoke.

Thoughts began to take over my mind again and I hated this . I hated thoughts (a/n thots lol im srry). They're the reason why I stay awake 24/7 , the reason why im sad, the reason why im so reckless, the reason why Im a mistake.

The sun just started to rise and god, I could look at this view all day. I started walking to the back of the house and started moving all the leaves and vines away that were on top of a hidden ladder that led to the roof.

The girls know nothing of the this because I usually climb up here whenever they're sleeping or whenever Im home alone because now, I usually dont go out much. I sat there on top of the roof, feeling the cold air envelope me, and the big puffy white clouds that scattered across the sky made the scene more beautiful.

I chucked my cigarette bud and pulled out a new death stick. I didnt care that I was smoking that much, it became a habit for me. I got addicted and I didnt know when I would stop.

Staring out at the town houses and the beautiful sky , feeling the weather that I loved so much made me feel relaxed. Times like this I dont think about my life too much, i think about other things like, 'what is it like in other countries' or 'will there be a new flavor of poptarts' . You know? A bunch of random things.

A noise near me broke my thoughts. It sounded like the crushing of leaves and a panting type sound. Sounded like someone was running for their life. Instantly, i became alarmed and started looking around to find where that noise was coming.

Suddenly, I saw a boy run across the street and he didnt seem to be running from anything which seemed strange to me. He ran into the woods that was right behind my neighbor's house. The boy with brown hair didnt seemed to notice me, which Im not surprised by.

"what the fuck," i muttered underneath my breath. I threw my cigarette and quickly climbed down the ladder and set out towards the woods that basically stretched across our neighborhood. I ran after the boy and tried to find him because curiosity took over.

A/N ;

so i decided to re-do this whole story because i felt like the other one sucked ass so oopss.