Life on the Frontlines..

Chapter 3- The Runaway

It was late that very same night. She hadn't had any dinner today. She had just stayed in her room lost in her thoughts. The banging of her parents fighting downstairs had stopped which could mean only one thing... They had fallen asleep. Kayla smirked to herself and quietly tiptoed to her vanity table. She quickly did two french braids in her hair, tying them at the ends. She looked at herself in the mirror and shook her head. " Your gone Kayla... It's time for the New Kayla to wake up." she smirked as she whispered to herself and went to her closet. She emptied it's contents onto the floor until she found her Diary and her piggy bank. She threw it on the floor smashing it open and counted the cash inside. $200. That was enough to get her away from Stilwater at least.

She heard stiring in the bedroom next to hers. Panick erupted inside of her in fear she may be caught. She slipped into a pair of black skinny jeans, a black MCR t-shirt, a black hoodie, a black leather jacket and a pair of electric blue converse. Shoving her pajamas into her backpack along with her Diary and her purse with the money in, she squeezed through her bedroom door clicking it shut silently, she tiptoed down the stairs and out of the front door onto the streets without anybody noticing. She let out a sigh of relief.

She sharply turnt the corner towards the nearest highway when, once again, she bumped into someone landing on her backside she groaned and looked up at the looming dark figure above her. She was really in for the shit now. ' two Saints in one day?! Fuck me.' Kayla thought to herself. However, she was quickly snapped out of those thoughts when the person dragged her to her feet by her jacket. " How about you watch where the fuck your going huh?!" The young girl, not much older than Kayla herself, boomed pushing Kayla backwards. "I'm so so sorry. I was in a hurry. I honestly didn't mean to bump into you... I swear." she may have been changing herself, but Kayla was not stupid enough to anger a Saint. "Whatever. Just be careful next time... I'm Katelyn by the way. Perhaps you've heard of me? I am boss Jr. After all." the saint said smuggly and Kayla smiled at how calm and nice she was actually being to her. "Yeah. I know who you are. I'm Kayla but I have to go now so.... Bye! " she giggled and ran off to find a car she could rig leaving the saint stood puzzled chuckling to herself. Katelyn walked off back towards Purgatory.

Kayla sat in the newly hotwired small car as she drove up the highway at an average speed. Driving wasn't as hard as everyone made it seem it appeared. She didn't know where she was going or where the road was taking her. But what she did know, anywhere was better than Stilwater...