Claire's parents moved their family to the sunny state of Florida to escape the not so sunny past of some of the pack members. Claire has always been a troubled child due to the separation from her imprint. Drugs, alcohol, countless hook ups. She will try just about anything to try and fill the Quil sized hole in her life. What happens when she runs away from her family to try and discover her past, and figure out what she has been missing her whole life?

I've never truly been happy. Not since I was a little girl. And what little girl isn't happy? Childhood is easy. You don't know the truth about the world. You've never been chewed up and spit out. You haven't been used. Everything just seems peaceful. You're oblivious to the honest-to-god truth that the world isn't all happy endings. Not everyone gets swept off their feet by some gorgeous Prince Charming. In most cases, things don't get better.

My parents have told me stories of Washington. I haven't been since I was six. I don't remember much about it. Supposedly we had a really good life there. I guess we were one big happy family. I couldn't help but laugh at that. That's the farthest thing from the truth these days.

I have two older brothers, and one older sister. There's Matt (23, he's the oldest of us all). He moved out the second he turned eighteen. He, like the rest of us, was very tired of dealing with my mom and dad's incessant fighting. I haven't seen him since he took me out for my 15th birthday almost three years ago. Then there is Mason (20). He's been in and out of jail since he was 13. He's currently in federal prison for money laundering. And then there's Cara (19). Pregnant at sixteen, and then again at seventeen and a half. Two different baby daddies. She lives with her current boyfriend in Alabama.

My Mom and Dad are just about as messed up as the rest of us. Mom is a major alcoholic. Dad is crazy abusive. They travel a lot for work. My dad is an archeologist and my mom is a photographer. They travel the world, going from dig-site to dig-site, and my mom captures it all on her Canon.

Now you're probably wondering what's wrong with me. I'm Claire Young. I'm seventeen and eleven and a half months. I love drinking, smoking, and partying. I wasn't always this way. I was a good girl. I kept my mouth shut, did what I was supposed to. But I was never happy. And I don't believe that's fair. So one day, I decided to not give a fuck what anyone else wants. Life is short, and I want to be able to enjoy my time on this Earth. I've always felt this yearning to go back home. I've always felt like I was missing out on something there. Whenever I've asked my Dad if we could take a trip there he'd shove me around for a few day. I stopped asking when I turned thirteen and he pushed me down the stairs. Hospitalized for five days, broken leg and wrist. He told them I fell off my bike. They were gone ten months out of the year anyway.

I smoothed out my straight hair. It was almost to my butt. And I was proud. My mom always made me cut it short when I was younger. But when I turned fifteen that's when her drinking really picked up. She stopped caring about what I do. I was wearing a red velvet circle skirt that sat at my thin waist, and rested nicely on my hips. It stopped a few inches under my butt. I paired it with a black crop top that tied around my neck, and black platform Loubitons.

My doorbell rang just as I was spraying on my perfume.

"Are you ready?" JC asked hurriedly. "Claire why are you dressed so nice? We're running away, not going on a date."

"My parents won't be home for another five months, and I'll be eighteen in two weeks. So by the time they realize I'm gone, it won't have been running away. It's simply an adult going back to her home roots."

He nodded his head at me, "Yeah, yeah. Let's go, Princess."

I didn't know how long I'd be gone so I packed four large suitcases of clothes and shoes and jewelry and makeup. He helped me load them into my Land Rover, and with that, we left.

Pleeeeeeease review and let me know what you think! I've had this idea in my head for at least a year and I finally decided to start a story with it. Let me know if you want more xoxo

P.S. I know this chapter was mostly just character introduction, but the next chapters the story will really begin to unfold.