The truth untold

Chapter 4

I woke up about two hours later I assume to see my room dark, glass everywhere, blood everywhere, my now broken phone, and the rest was quietness."

I bet he went out for a drink...its around 10, I think. Let me check though." I thought as I look at my completely shattered phone.

It still works but the screen is broke and so is the back a bit.

'10:43 I bet he's gone drinking' I though as I stood up. "ouch" I said while standing up. "that motherfucker..." I said.

I was in a whole lot of pain. From my stomach to my head and legs they hurt like a bitch.

I slowly walk to my window to see no car in the driveway. "so, he is gone luckily" I said. This is the night I finally get away from this place. I'm finally going to run away.  

I got up and grabbed a bag next to the door that had all my things in it like 2 long sleeved baggy shirts, 2 baggy hoodies, 1 extra pair of shoes, 2pairs of pants and a necklace that was your mothers and fathers I found it in my "dads" room and decided to take it, 5 razors, paper towels, bandages, Band-Aids, some money that you've been saving for the past 6 years (your 15 currently), a note book and sketch pad, pencils, pens and a sharpener, headphones, an MP3 player with every bts song and depressing song you loved, a hat and mask, and some scissors and hair dye. (A/N yes you can fit all this shit into a small bag) you decided to grab your now broken phone and grab your bag and run out of the house.

"I think I might leave America and go to Korea...I mean I am Korean and I've been learning a lot of Korean...I'm pretty fluent and if he tries to search for me I doubt he'll look in Korea..." I said to myself. I decided to walk to the airport since it's in walking distance.

*ten minutes later*

            As I arrived at the airport, I started to search for a plane that's leaving today.

"please be one leaving tonight...please be available..." I said to myself as I looked at the flights to Korea.

"no no no no please I need to get on the plane..." I said to myself starting to panic a bit because I couldn't find a flight.

"miss do you need any help?" A stranger with a deep ish voice asked.

I looked up to see some tall man with mask and hat on. "u-uh n-no I'm fine..." I said in Korean hoping the guy will go away thinking I don't speak English.

Nope I was wrong.

"are you sure?" he asked in Korean.

Fuck...why out of all times I speak Korean this is the time the person actually knows Korean... ugh curse my luck...I hope he isn't some weird pervert...

"yes?" I said more of a question than a statement.

"here let me help you. Are you trying to get a flight for tonight?" he asked, and I nodded. "okay...well there's a flight for 3am tomorrow morning which happens to be my flight as well. It says there's one seat available. Would you like to bored this flight?" he asks, and I nod.

"yes, please um how do I do the rest of this?" I ask. "you just put in your information and pay for the plane ticket pretty much. Do you think you can do that?" he asks, and I nod. "thank you so much" I said in English.

"oh, I thought you couldn't speak English" he said.

I shook my head.

"I can its Korean I'm not veery good at. I was raised here in America so...gotta know the language, right?" I said with a little awkward laugh.