wander

2|following my feet

As I walked out the door, confidence filled me from head to toe. I was finally free. Free from my mom. Free from school. Free from myself. I didn't have to be anyone. I could be Chiara. Chiara Smithers. Chiara Rose Leia Smithers. Mom said I had 2 middles names because her and dad couldn't decide. Plus 'it fit my personality' whatever that meant.

Sometimes I wish I was no one. No name. Just a person. A regular person. Even though no one knew me I just didn't want to be that person. At least not anymore. This trip is going to show me who I am. I'll let my body take over. I guess it sounds like a plan.

I open one of the packs of chips i brought and eat them quickly. I didn't have time to waste. I don't know if mom would sent people to look for me or not. Probably not. It's not like she cared about my whereabouts anyway. If she did, she wouldn't have let me get this far. I'm pretty sure I was somewhere called Lafayette.

I feel my phone vibrate in one of my many pockets. My brain instantly thinks it's my mom checking up on me. But who am I kidding? It was just the news notification. Nothing important. Just the regular day to day news. It happened everyday.

I decided to take a break and finish the other bag of chips and chug down a large sip of water. It was quite warm but it was water and I needed it. I didn't really feel much. I hadn't really been thinking but I guess walking makes you think. At this point I can't really remember how the argument started between me and my mom; I just knew that she said something about Dad and it threw me over the edge.

No wonder why my Dad left her. She could be a bitch half the time. But then I guess she does just want the best for me but the way she says stuff... god it sounds like she wants what's best for her. I can't wait until I find a place of my own. I can do whatever I want without her telling me things to do everyday.

God I don't miss her at all.

A few hours later...
I realise a lot of time has gone past since I last ate when I pass a small shop again. I reach for my money when I realise it wasn't there.
"Fuck! You've got to be kidding me!" I gasped, "This days just getting better and better." I roll my eyes and just guess I'll have to use my card from now on.

I look around the shelves but nothing really calls my name. It's all just the average: candy, chips, chocolate. Whatever. When I pace around looking for something that I might merely enjoy I hear a whistle from my right shoulder.

"Oh fuck off," I roll my eyes at the disgusting remark, "That's way to treat a woman." He walks off and sighs as if I did something wrong. As I see him walk off through the corner of my eye, I see small sandwiches and just take 3 from the shelf. Tuna. That will do I guess. I also took a new water from the shelf since mine were warm from being hidden in my bag.

I take out my card and a small piece of paper comes out with it.

"What." I say under my breath.