Chapter 7- The House

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TW: self harm, depressive situations, suicidal thoughts

Amber POV
I ran, I ran until it felt like my lungs were bleeding, even then I didn't stop, I needed to get as far away as possible from that house.

As I ran my arm caught something sharp and cut through my sleeve and slicing my arm open, damn it! Mars would see that and panic. I estimated we're I was I'm close enough to it, I think as i stop abruptly, almost making me fall over. I watch my arm for a second, seeing all the blood fall from my wrist to the leafy ground, I pulled up my jumper sleeve up to revel past self harm cuts and scars as well as the huge cut that was now pierced into my skin.

I grabbed my health kit out my bag and started to clean the wound and then bandaged it up. I took my phone out of my front pocket and texted Mars

                                   𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗

𝕌𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝔸𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣 1:12
I'm at THE place

𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗 1:12
Almost there

I turned the phone off, today was the day we would finally run away and never come back, we have everything we needed, food, money, a roof etc, we were gonna be fine.

I carried on walking in the direction of THE place, and as I did I started to think, I have my bag with me and I always bring extra rope, and there's so many tr- no Amber you can't leave Mars alone you have to stay alive for them, you have to. My mind spun with other thoughts, I had never liked walking by myself, I though to much if I did.

In the distance I spotted Mars, they had spotted me and we waved to one another and slowly walked to each other, once we got close enough Mars started to talk
"So..." they murmured
"So..." I replied
"This is it" we said together, we smiled at each other it was a weak smile but we both knew it was a real one
"Shall we go in then?" I said staring in the direction of where are new home should be
"Yes!" Mars shouted, suddenly they grabbed my hand and pulled me, and we ran and ran and ran until, a house there, our house. We went up to the door and I knocked on, and Mars Aunt Anna opened the door and smiled at us both, she had a smear of dirt on her face and she was holding a mop in her hand,
"I'm almost done cleaning kids, don't you worry" she said with a smile, she moved out the way and invited us in.

Stepping in the house smelled like cinnamon and fresh pies,
"Just pop you shoes on the rack" Anna exclaimed as she pointed at the rack under the stairs
"Where's Aunty Sammy?" Mars said looking back at Anna who was now dusting the shelves with a cloth
"Oh my wife?" She smirked, she knew we were part of the LGBT+ community so she could brag about have a wife all she wanted
"She's just walking chestnut" she said, chestnut one of the cutest dogs I've ever seen, the most beautiful poodle I've ever seen.
"Go into the kitchen, there's a pumpkin pie in there" she smiled looking away from the dusting for a second to nod towards the kitchen door, obediently we both step into the room and we were hit by the strong smell of pumpkins and pastry, a smell I have craved for some time now, I craved any other smell other than alcohol and cigarettes to be honest.

"HAVE A PIECE THERES A KNIFE ON THE SIDE!" We heard a shout from the other room and for the first time in ages, I felt at home.

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