London?

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So here i was, at the airport at 1 in the morning waiting for 4 am so i could board my plane.

I decided to go to the washroom, the make up hardly covered the bruise marks.

I broke down and started crying but i had to be strong. Igot up and went and sat on the benches and listened to what made me strong - One Direction.

I got to thinking about what I was going to do.

My money wasn't going to last me forever now was it? I could stay the first few nights at a hotel but what about after that? And the question was did I even have enough money to stay at safe hotel after buying this ticket?

The rates were much higher there. Gosh I didn't think this through, but now i had no option. It was either going back to Chase or making my own life from scratch. I chose this. I chose a new life.

The final announcement for the London flight number 1294 was on and I boarded.

"Here goes" I thought.

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I landed. Completely clueless as to what i was going to do. I had no one to call let alone anywhere to stay. 

 I started second guessing my descison but now there was really no turning back.

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