Chapter 4

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Once it hit 2am. I was beyond done with trying to look for Harley. So I started walking home. Once I got home, luckly my parents were asleep.

1. Because it was almost 3am.

2. I have bruises everywhere.

3. Tears.

I went up stairs to my room and saw a note on my bed that said "Wake us up when you get home!"

'Haha, nope' I thought to myself.

-Next morning-

*thump thump thump*

I listen to see what it is. I don't even open my eyes. I just pretend I'm asleep.

*thump thump thump*
'Oh crap, it's the rents. THE BRUISES!'

I start to get up to put makeup on them or something but right when I stand up the door fly's open.

"Why didn't you tell us when you got- WHAT THE HECK IS ALL OVER YOU?!? ARE THOSE HICKEYS?!? IS THAT A BRUISE?!? WHO DID THIS?!? WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT?!?"

My dad screams, I don't know what to say. I just stand there. I feel a tear roll down my cheek because I now know that, they weren't joking...I'm being kicked out.

I feel sharp sting on the right side of my face. "I TOLD YOU NOT TO TALK TO HIM AGAIN!!! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!?"

"LEGACY!!! ANSWER ME!!"

*THUMP THUMP THUMP*
'Great here comes mom.'

The door opens "WHAT IS GOING ON UP HERE?!" my mom shouts.

"Look what he did to her." my dad says calmly.

"Get out." she says between her teeth.

I don't move all I can hear is her words repaying trying to see if I heard her wrong.

"Get out." She says again but sharper and faster.

"Mom, you've gotten listen to me I didn't want to, he raped me..." I cry.

"I said, get out, you whore."

I drop to the ground in tears. This can't be happening.

"He raped you?" my dads eyes soften a little as he repeats my words.

"Yes, I swear!" I cry
He's eyes grow with anger again. "Legacy Ann Rose. Get out of my house. We told you not to talk to him then you let him do this!" he waves his hand around me. For a second I flinch thinking he's gonna hit me again.

After a few minutes of yelling at me some more my mom leaves. My dad starts yelling at me and starts beating me with my desk chair. Once he leaves I'm bleeding like crazy.

I start packing my stuff. I only grab a few things, two T-shirts a pair of jeans and my black converses. I leave my phone there because if I have it they may track it. I jump in the shower for maybe 2 minutes because this one will be the last for shower I have for awhile. I make sure to put on warm clothes, considering it's winter.

"WE SAID GET OUT YOU HAVE FIVE MINUTES BEFORE I COME UP THERE WITH MY SHOT GUN!"

'Would he actually kill me..yes yes he would. I gotta get out of here, fast.'

I slip on my jacket and grab my hair brush, shampoo, conditioner, toothbrush, toothpaste,and my knife and shove it all in my bag.

I open my window throw my bag onto my roof and shut my window. I put my bag on my back and sighed.
'Would they notice if I just stayed on their roof till I'm 18?' I wonder to myself.

"I SEE YOU!!!! YOU BETTER RUN!!!" I hear my dad yell. I look over to see him trying to open the window with the gun in his hand.

'Yes Legacy, yes they would notice.'

I jump off my roof, landing on my trampoline. I run down the street into an ally.

*End of flashback*

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