The Whisper Of Seers

Cheaper 1 - Running

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Drive Noah.

Just Keep Driving.

I need to get as far away as possible.

For me.

For Sarah.

"Your worthless!."

"I wish you had died."

"You're a freak."

Their voices keep coming into my mind as I drive away as from the insignificant town, I once called home. The further I get away the more my parent's voices keep coming into my mind telling me how am worthless.

"Your nothing."

"No-"

"can kill her just like I can kill you,"

"-ah,"

"You're just a fag who lets his sister get hurt,"

"Noah,"

I come back to reality as my sister shouts from the back of the car. "Yes, Sarah?" I said as I keep my eyes on the road in front of me, reading the signs from the cities we are passing.

"Noah... Mother and father can't hurt us now, can they Noah?" I can hear the uncertainty in her voice as she nervously plays with the ear of the teddy bear, I got Sarah a few years ago for her birthday. I want to tell her they can't hurt us now and everything would be okay but am just as uncertain as she is. I just need to keep driving till we get to Canada to be safe and live a normal life, so I lie to her, "Yes they can't hurt us anymore little lamb, we just need to keep driving to get away from them" I look in the back mirror seeing her smile for the first time in a while.

This all worth it.

For a smile, I haven't seen in a long time.

As she falls to sleep in the back seat holding her bear close to her chest and a pink blanket wrapped around her legs. I keep driving listing the last place we drove past in my mind so, I can cross them off on the map I got on the car shop before we left, so I know where I am going till we cross the border.

I remember the day Sarah was born 7 years ago, April 26th. A storm had just hit the town while my mother was in labor with her. I remember her screaming in pain till it stopped and then I heard her cry for the first time.

I thought they would have changed and stop the abuse, but I was wrong, they didn't. Sarah was just another person for them to abuse. I tried waiting till I was at least 20 to leave with Sarah, as I would have saved enough to last us 3 months on the road and have money to start over. I walked home finding dad punching and kicking Sarah again and again making her scream in pain as I hear one of her ribs breaks. The tears running down her face asking him to stop.

I knew I had to leave today.

Before he killed her or me.

I pull over to the side of the road check the map to see where I am going. As I look across the front seat, I notice the clock.

12:03 a.m.

"Happy Birthday to me," I whisper.

I'm 19.

As I mark out the cities, I hear my stomach growling at me, reminding me, I have eaten nothing in the last 14 hours. I don't even know if Sarah has eaten anything, so I need to find a store I keep reminding myself as I look on the map.

"Worthless."

"No one wants a fag for a son."

"You're a useless fuck, Noah."

Come on Noah, I keep reminding myself as my parent's voices keep coming back. Tears burning the back of my eyes as I try to find a place to get food. "uh huh" I said out loud as I found a place to get food. I wanted to get snacks for the road and maybe go through a drive-thru to get something hot. I turn around making sure I haven't woken up Sarah, but I see her little bright green eyes staring at me as if to say, 'You woke me up'.

"Hey little lamb welcome to the land of the living, how are you feeling after your brief nap?" I say as gentle smiling at her. "My arm hurts and my side does too but am okay Noah," she says looking into my eyes. "Okay well I found a store we can go to and I can get some Calpol for you to help with the pain. I'm sorry I wasn't there to stop him, my little lamb. I promised you I wouldn't let you get hurt, and you did," I say, trying to hide the tears forming in my eyes. "That's okay bubba, It's not your fault," She says smiling at me

Turning around, I start the car again and I keep driving till I get to the store. "Come on, Sarah lets go into the store," I say as I unlock her seat belt. Getting her out the car I make sure she holds my hand, walking into the store I feel nervous like everyone could see me and knew I was running away from someone, "Noah can I get those chips I like?" "Sure, Sarah just don't eat them all at once," I said looking down at her.

A walk around the store picking up a change of warm clothes for me and Sarah was trying to keep the thoughts about whether our parents can find out, picking up a blanket for Sarah to keep warm. Walking through the isles I pick up food I know we can eat in the car as I drive to Canada. After paying for the food and clothes I walk to the car to put our things in, I notice a gas station to the left side of the store. So, I drove over there to see if they had a restroom.

They did.

I take Sarah to the restroom was in the gas station and it had a shower in so I can this opportunity to have Sarah shower off and get in comfy clothes that will keep her warm. Next, it's my turn in the shower so I make Sarah go into the corner facing away from me and I let her tell me all the things she wants to do when we get to our new home.

I cleaned away the dirt I had on my body; I listen as she lists. "I want a puppy," she says in such a cheery voice. Still, trying to get rid of the feeling of his fingers around my neck when he tried to kill me after I stopped him hitting Sarah. The tightness of my neck letting me know it will bruise. I let the tears fall, trying to not let Sarah see me cry as I know it would upset her. I make sure once dry I put some smoothing cream onto my neck to help it heal to minimize the bruising.

Once back in the car. I drive to the nearest fast food place, which to my luck is McDonald's. I order Sarah a happy meal while I had a Big Mac meal with a banana milkshake. I pull over to the side, and we eat our food while it's hot. Once I finished, I put the rubbish in the trash bin then I make sure Sarah takes some Calpol and I turn back and smile at her as her eyes drop after filling up on hot food.

I start the car and drive.

Driving this shitty yellow Ford 2001 car that feels like I've driven it for 1000 years even when I haven't, it's all I could get my hands-on last minute. Cheap as it can be for someone on the run with his little sister. I know the car won't last long as the dealer said it would, but I just need it to drive me and my sister to the border, as soon as we cross into Canada. We can walk to wherever we make a home.

Maybe we can get a puppy.