Chapter 8

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I had made it! It's done the nightmare is finally over!

I raced along with adrenaline fueling my steps as my feet kept hitting the hard tar road

I was free!
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"Hello this is the Black residence. Julia speaking"

"Julie!" I exclaimed
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"Is there anyway I can get picked up?" I said eyeing the wealthy side up on the hill with the lights shining like diamonds

"Yes I'll send Bert. Keep walking" She said knowing about the situation

"Oh and Miss Alison?" Julie paused "Congratulations"

♣Ali's POV♣


"Thanks Julie" I said gushing

This is just a dream come true. It feels like everything is falling into place. Like I'm a 5,000 piece jigsaw puzzle and the kid is only just starting to form the picture.. I just hope I'm not missing any pieces

I kept walking along the deserted road on my way to the richer residential area 

Suddenly I saw two lights on the road coming towards me at an unusually fast pace. Thinking it was my mother who had gotten a ride from one of the druggos in her house. Yes her house not our, never going back there I swear on my life. Thinking it was her I made the rash decision to jump and hide but unfortunately for me there was not bushes no trees along this road and the grass was at my ankles so I couldn't hide in that 

Panicking I pulled my hood over my head and pointed my line of vision to the ground below my feet. Hoping my hair covers my face

"Fuck I'm gonna get caught. I mean who the fuck else would be out here at this hour" 

Soon the car passed me and it took every ounce of self control to not turn around to see if had kept going or had stopped

I kept walking along the road I would've had to of walked at least an hour and still no sign of Bert.

"Aren't you a great son to them huh? Bert" I muttered to myself angry at Bert's tardiness

After another hour of walking I could really feel it in my feet and legs also I had a stitch that would not leave me no matter how long I held my arms up for

"I bet I look like a fucking stoned drunk" I said while waving my arms around trying to get rid of my stitch

I had finally made it off the horrid road and was finally on a road with houses on each side and all inhabited

"Fuck this!" I let out an aggravated yell as I complained about my aching feet

"Fuck you" I said to the late bus as it drove past me

Of course he didn't hear me. This had been my game for the past hour. Either make a face at the driver to creep them out or just to give me a laugh or cuss out at them to "ease" the pain in my feet

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