Train Tracks

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'I have never felt safe with you guys. You don't care about me anyways. You mentaly and physically hurt me. You both make me disgusted.
I'm leaving to restart my life. this is the last time you will hear from me. I really hope you think long and hard about all the pain you both have put me through.
A not so goodbye -y/n

P.S go fuck your selves.'

I change into some sweats and a T-shirt and put a black hoodie over it. Then I go put on my black high tops.

I put on my backpack and open the window,but before I do anything I lay the note on my bed.

I climb out and jump down. Time to follow the train tracks. The train tracks are the only way I know how to get into the city. In the city is the subway where I will ride it until I'm far from here so they won't find me.

I can't believe I'm finally doing it. Should've done it sooner.

Everything is starting to set in. It is going to at least take about two hours before I actually get there.

-

It's been an hour and a half and I start to see lights. City lights. I get excited and start walking faster. Almost there.

When I get to all the way into the city there's not a lot of cars, probably because it's three in the morning. I look around and notice a boy in a red hoodie and sweats walking down the stairs of the subway. I look closer to see a backpack on him.

I walk down the stairs and notice there's no people or security guards.

Guess I'm just lucky. I go and sit on a bench and wait for the bus to come.

My eyes scan through my surroundings until they stop at the same boi in the red hoodie.

What's he doing here at this time?

I hear the sound of the rusty wheels on the bus. It stops and the doors open.

I quickly make my way through the doors and sit down at the first seat I see.

I realize I'm not alone when I see the boy also enter the bus. He sits down and just stares at the ground.

The doors close and we're off.

It's all silence until I look back at him but he's already looking at me.

"Are you following me?"  He asks standing up and walking towards me.

At this point I get a full look at his features.

The red streak in his dark hair. His gorgeous hazel eyes. The chiseled jawline. He's beautiful.

"N-no" I answer him. He just smirks. "So whats a pretty girl like you doing with a backpack? Not to mention at 3:45 in the morning?"

Shit. He could go to the cops or something.

"Uhhh... I-why does it matter" I question him.

"Because that seems oddly sus" he laughs and sits next to me.

"Don't worry I think I know what you're doing" he says.

"Well if I tell you promise you won't go to the cops?" I ask him.

He just shakes his head "if you tell me then I'll tell you what I'm doing" he tells me. "I'm kinda leaving" I tell him.

"Well well well, I was right." He smirks. "Me too" he tells me.

I knew something was up. "So why are you running away?" I ask him.

He looks down "my family doesn't care about me, my own brother won't talk me, and everyone just seems to have a problem with me" he says. "Now you have to tell me why your doing this" he smiles at me but I can tell in his eyes he's sad.

"My parents are abusive" I say bluntly. "I just couldn't take it anymore."

"I'm sorry" he tells me. "I'm Ethan by the way"

"Y/n"

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