How I Met My Soulmate

Chapter One

Kendra's POV:

My name is Kendra Dawn Quade.I'm from Los Vegas, Nevada and I'm 17 turning 18. I have a short dark brown hair that's faded on the sides and styled into a faux hawk. I'm 5'8", decently fit and muscular. Even though I have been through for the past few years.

I keep glancing at the clock only a couple hours left till I turn 18. Till I get to leave my fucked up family. To leave my hell life. I look at the clock one last time hoping that the hours have gone by while I wasn't looking. Sighing in realization that it hasn't. I get up slowly and carefully not to move to quickly to reinjure my ribs. Once I stand up with a slight wince, I slowly make my way to the bathroom to take a long shower. Honestly I don't care about finding my soulmate. I just want to get out. Once I get to the bathroom I take my clothes off carefully and take a hot shower.

While I'm here in my thoughts I'll catch you up some things. My father  died a few years ago, causing my mother to go into a spiraling depression and only leave the house to buy her booze. I have been her human punching bag since three months after father's death. Mother says it's all my fault. If it wasn't for me that father would still be here with us. I blame the person who was drunk driving and crashed into father's side of the car. Since then mother has been getting worse. Drinking herself way past wasted.

I sigh heavily and finish my shower. After my shower I get dressed in sweatpants and a tank top. I go to my room and start packing the few things I need, clothes, toiletries, camera, laptop and needed chargers. Once I finish packing I walk down stairs and go outside. Making sure I as quietly and quickly as I can. Once outside I put my bags in the bush making sure no one can see it. I go back inside making sure I grab all the money I had saved from the several jobs that I worked and trust me you don't what to know about then. A small shiver runs down my spine just thinking about them.

I look at the time and see I only have five minutes. The only reason I know the time I was born is because my dad. He gave me the middle name dawn cause I was born at the last light of day which was around 7:45pm. I would ask my dad every year on my birthday about my middle name and he would give me a smile, hug me and say "your middle name is dawn because you took you two days to be born and when you finally were you were born at the last sign of daylight." I smile a little and wipe away tear that was slowly sliding down my face. I feel my phone vibrate and see a notification saying freedom on my screen. I stand up and get my bag I start walking to the end of the driveway. When I get to the bottom I turn around and say for the last time "dad what time was I born?" I walk to my car and put my bag in the trunk and then get in the driver's seat. I'm finally Free!

A/N
Let me know what you think. This is my first story I have written.