A girl in an abusive household gets tired of living in fear. She turns to drugs/Alcohol. She does something she would regret for the rest of her life. She tries to runaway from her past and meets a girl on the way...
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Oh shit. i'm going to be in so much fucking trouble.
I start running into a corner store. I knew the owner on a personal level and he sometimes let me stay there. His name was, jay. "I NEED TO STAY HERE FOR A LITTLE!" He nods just head as I run up the stairs.
I pace around the room. This could be a great opportunity to runaway! I mean, i have nothing going for me out here, it's not where I want to be. I make my mind up, take out my phone and call Billie.
(Billie Penelope)
"I know I don't know you but, do you like want to run away with me?"
"Are you insane?! What the hell is wrong with you! Of course I want to! I hate my life anyways!"
"Okay first off take all the money you can, we need it. Bring a bag of clothes because I'm not planning on coming back..."
"Got it! Where are we meeting?"
"The 'Valley Corner Store' "
"I'll be there in 20!"
Once I get off the phone I turn on the news. "School girl found knocked out on school grounds. Students say that she got is into a fight with another girl!" I gasp. "What the hell!" I yell. —————————
20 minutes later I see Billie wearing this:
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She looked AMAZING. I guess I was staring.
"Are you even listening penny?"
"If I'm being honest, no I'm not. Sorry."
"Anyways, I have 3.5 thousand dollars. I got it from my rich parents. They don't care about me anyway. How much you got?"
"I have $1436! Okay where are we going?"
"We could go to LA! I really want to gooo!"
"Sound like a plan. Come, follow me!" I take her upstairs so she can show me what she packed.
"I packed toothbrush, toothpaste, credit card with the money, clothes, and other toiletries. What did you bring?"She says listing her items.
"I brought everything you brought but I also brought pillows, blankets, tents, and matches for fire and everything. When we get there we need to get a job!" I say, wanting to get an apartment. "We can't be homeless for the rest of our lives. We also need fake IDs and Birth Certificates. Good thing I know a guy!"
We start to head out to meet Tyler. He makes fake IDs/Birth Certificates. I called him and told him we needed these things ASAP.
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"Hey Tyler!" Tyler. He's such a kind soul. Would never hurt a fly.
"Hey P! You said you needed somethings? Because they're ready!" Thank. God.
"Tyler can I talk to you for a sec?" I pull him aside so Billie couldn't hear.
"I may or may not have gotten into a fight with someone, had a mental breakdown, and am now running away?"
"WHAT?!?!"
"It's not my fault!"
"Well let's get this shit done. Does your girlfriend know your reasoning? For, you know, running away?" What girlfriend? Oh! He must mean Billie.
"Her? She's not my girlfriend and no, she doesn't so, let's keep it that way." I couldn't help but feel sad that she wasn't my girlfriend. I think I like her! Like like like her.
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"Let's go back to the store so we could book a flight! We'll leave tomorrow morning." Billie says.
"Gotchu."
We make our way back to the apartment/store. We book a flight for 5am. Tyler said he'd drive us.
"Can I sleep here tonight? I don't really want to say goodbye to my family..." Billie sounded so shy, something I've never heard from her before.
"Of course! I'll take the couch, you take the bed." I say.
"No. I'll take the couch!"
I wasn't going to let her do that. So me being me...
"How about we share the bed. Because you ain't letting me sleep on the couch, and I ain't letting you." She nods her head in agreement. Thank god. I would've passed out from embarrassment.
——————— Billies POV (didn't expect that did ya?)
She's just. I don't know. I'm straight. I think? When she asked for me to share the bed I- I got excited! What the hell?
"You okay Billie?"
No. I'm stuck thinking about you and your perfection.
"Yea! I'm okay. Just thinking about what I want to work as."
That was a bad lie. Maybe she's gullible?
"Okay..."
Um I don't know what that means!
"We should head to bed. We need to wake up at like 3am. Come on!" She says grabbing my hand. I'm trying not to scream. Why do I feel like this? I'm straight. I like boys. Right?
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