Chapter 1

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"No please.. I'm sorry. It won't happen again. Please don't hurt me!" I begged as my step-dad knocked me backwards down the stairs into the hall.

"Stupid bitch. I told you exactly how to do the laundry. Step by step and you STILL managed to fuck it up! You ruined my jeans!"

"They're not ruined! They just need to be rewashed! I promise!" I cried.

"Too late you stupid bitch. You're getting punished." He smirked, and I knew exactly what he meant.

"Please not the closet. Not again, please!"

He picked me up by the hood on my jacket and shoved me into the hall linen closet. I barely had any room to breathe, I couldn't sit down, I was too tall.

"Tom please!" I begged. "Please let me out of here!" No response. He locked the door from the outside, so there was no way for me to get out. I must of been in there for an hour when the door opened abruptly. It was my mother.

"Hurry, she said, handing me my combat boots. Get outside into the car. I'm getting you out of here. You're going to live with your dad in Australia. Far enough away where Tom can't hurt you anymore. I've got you a bag packed, I'm pretty sure I grabbed the important stuff. Your plane ticket is in the glove box. Daryl knows you're coming."

I ran outside into the passenger seat as my mom followed closely.

"Where is Tom?" I asked, terrified. The last thing I wanted was for him to see me escaping.

"He went to the bar. I heard you crying in the closet when I came home." She told me, tears running down her cheeks. I could tell she'd never meant for things to get this far.

"When did you decide to send me to dad's? Does he even want me? His family must be upset that he's got a daughter with another woman."

"I decided this awhile ago, I've been saving my money to get your plane ticket. Your dad knows about you. He wanted to know you. But I didn't want to stay in Austrailia when I found out I was pregnant. He couldn't move. So I left. He's sent you birthday and christmas gifts your entire life, I just repackaged them like they came from me because of Tom.. Please don't be angry at me baby."

"I understand.. Kind of.. Why do you stay with him? He's awful to you and me."

"I know baby. I'm just.. I'm afraid. And I can't take him hurting you anymore. I'm so sorry for not doing this sooner. From what your dad said, his son, your half brother, Michael is excited to meet you. Just please. Don't try and contact me. I'm going to tell Tom that you broke out of the closet and you ran away. I'll contact you."

"Okay. Why would you lie? Just tell him you sent me away so he doesn't have to deal with me anymore.." I said, looking down into the bag in my lap. It had my ipod that I assumed was from my dad, my phone, my stuffed penguin that I'd gotten for Christmas as a child. I slept with it every night. Her name is Nala, like, after The Lion King. My bag also contained a couple pairs of ripped jeans, socks, underwear, a couple shirts, and my favorite One Direction hoodie.

"It doesn't work like that. He wants you here, so he can keep doing this to you."

"Oh. Well. I love you mom."

"I love you too, baby. Now go. Your flight leaves in an hour and a half." She said, pulling me into a hug. I pulled away, stepping out of the car and walking into the airport.

I jolted awake, to find out that my flight was boarding.
"What a dream..." I whispered to myself as I boarded the plane.
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So this is chapter one! Sorry it's so short! This scene shall be explained in chapter 9!

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