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ATTENTION: I RE-READ THIS CHAPTER AND WOULD LIKE TO APOLOGIZE FOR SOME MISTAKES I HAVE NOTICED. I HAVE FIXED THOSE MISTAKES! HAVE FUN READING!=)
Ch.1
I woke up mainly because of the water droplets pouring down from the leak in the ceiling and lightly splashing me across my forehead; the other reason was because my dad was pounding on my door again and was slurring insults at me like there was no tomorrow. Now I stand here staring at myself through the mirror of my vanity, which is still blocking my bedroom door. I decide to wear a hoodie with jeans, since it is raining and I wouldn't want to receive unwanted attention. I think out my plan once more and make sure I have my train ticket with me; I plan to take the last bus to Memphis Central Station and take a train to New Orleans.A wave of doubt starts creeping into my mind but I quickly dismiss any negative thoughts. I suddenly realize that it is silent. I wonder if he just passed out or finally grew tired of tormenting me. I sigh in relief at the thought and sit down on the edge of my bed, grabbing under it to retrieve my worn out sneakers. I slip them on and tie my shoe laces tightly, tucking the remainder into the sides of my shoes. I walk to my closet and grab my bag that contains-jeans, a t-shirt, a pair of under wear, tooth paste and brush, my diary, a water bottle, and around two thousand dollars, that I have saved up from working at Tony's Pizza.
After scanning my room, for what I hope to be my last time, I pull up my window and climb onto the rusty fire escape. I pull the hoodie over my head and carefully make my way down the steps. As I rapidly make my way down the block I look at my watch and my eyes widen. I only have a minute before the bus comes. I start dashing toward the bus stop; I must have spent more than twenty minutes getting ready. If I miss this bus, all my hope of starting a new life will go down the drain. My mind replays all the times where my father would beat me to a pulp both physically and verbally, in other words, the reasons I have to stick to my plan; My legs hurt and I am soaked from head to toe. I turn another corner and finally see the bus stop, the rain starts calming down and I see only one person still waiting for the last bus. My heart fills with joy and relief. I slow down, catching my breath and start walking briskly to the bus shelter,I sit on the side of the bench farthest to the stranger. I can't help but notice he has a duffle bag, probably running away too. According to my watch, it has been five minutes and the rain is already starting to pour down once more, only more fiercely.
I can't help but glance toward the stranger and am surprised to find him staring at me. I quickly look away, grateful for my hoodie, and the faint light of the bus shelter, that successfully help hide the blush in my cheeks. From the few seconds I saw him, I noticed red strands of hair peeking out of the hoodie."Why are you running away?" he speaks up, pulling me from my thoughts." Umm…I don-don't know what yo-you are talking about." I stutter nervously, I never thought I would get caught so quickly. He doesn't reply and there is an uncomfortable silence between us. I sigh." Is it that obvious?" I ask, embarrassed of actually thinking I could pull this off. "Yes, it's not all the time I come across a girl, carrying a Hello Kitty book bag, at a bus stop at this hour." He says." But, don't worry I won't tell." He says, I stare at him in disbelief." For your information, tomorrow I will be officially eighteen, so I am not a child, and who are you to automatically assume so?" He is really getting me frustrated and I just met the guy. "Wow! You're feisty and I'm Dez." He grins. I roll my eyes and face forward again. As if on cue, the bus screeches to a halt and I quickly scramble onto my feet and onto the bus. The bus is completely empty, only containing the driver. I sit on the last row and take the window seat. I close my eyes and rest my head against the glass. Suddenly, I feel somebody sit in the seat right next to me. I groan, already knowing who it is. I shrug it off and try to ignore him and get some sleep, but his elbow keeps bumping into mine." Do you mind?" I open my eyes to look at him and am shocked at what I see. The rude, faceless stranger that sat across the bench from me is replaced by an attractive young man with red hair and blue eyes. "Actually I don't mind, thanks for asking." He replies, but I don't say anything or look away, I only continue to stare at him like the idiot that I am. He slowly leans in closely, are faces inches apart and his eyes look straight into mine. My breathing hitches, and he hooks his finger under my chin and gently turns my head to the side. "Take a picture it will last longer." He says, pulling away and straightening his back. Realization suddenly slaps me in the face at his words; I regain my composure and lean my head against the window, trying to hide the embarrassment written all over my face. I stay like this for a while, breathing slowly but heavily; trying to distract myself with the raindrops pounding against the window. After what seems like forever, he speaks up. "I'm sorry." He says, it sounds genuine but I don't reply, just close my eyes to prevent tears from falling. It plays out in my mind, almost exactly as it happened. I feel surprisingly sad about the situation, I just miss the feeling I had in the pit of my stomach; I never felt that way before. I hear him sigh and feel him get up. For some unknown reason, I also miss the heat radiating from him, and open my eyes to find him in the seat in front of me. He has his back towards me and he leans his head against the glass. I take advantage of this and rub the tears out of my eyes. I sit back and sigh. I know that I have overreacted and that I need to excuse my abnormal behavior. I hesitate for a moment before finally tapping his shoulder. He immediately turns to me. "Umm…Dez, I just want to apologize. I know I overreacted it really isn't your fault. You did nothing wrong, okay?" I say softly. His expression lightens, "Honestly I didn't mean to offend you." My eyes find their way to the empty seat next to me. "You can sit next to-', the bus jerks forward and my head clashes with his. I groan inwardly and mutter a quick apology. "It's okay." he replies with a small smile." Last stop! Get out!" The bus driver yells, causing me to break the eye contact,quickly scramble out of my seat awkwardly, and dash to the exit. I am half way out of the door, when a strong hand pulls me harshly back on the bus. "Where do you think you're going?" He pushes me and I expect to fall back onto the aisle, but am pushed against a strong frame that appeared right behind me." What the fuck is your problem?" I hear Dez yell, he quickly slides around me, separating me and the furious man. Dez pushes him back harshly, punching him square in the jaw. The driver groaned but remained in his stance. "My problem is that she was trying to leave without paying." He shoved Dez back with his shoulders, causing Dez to push him away. "I told her that I would pay for her ride, and if you don't take my money I will call the police." He said, with as much intensity and harshness as the enraged driver. The driver backed away at his threat. "Just give me the money and I won't fuck you or your girl up." Dez reaches into his pant pocket and shoves the money into the man's hand. He steps to the side, and Dez grabs my hand and leads me out. The bus speeds away and we are left at a stop right next to the train station." Thank you Dez, but you didn't have to do that. He scoffs." Where are you heading runaway?" he asks, letting go of my hand." Stop saying that! Someone might overhear, my name is Trish." He looks over both of his shoulders." There are no people near us, stop worrying." I sigh, and look at my watch." My train leaves in thirty minutes. Thank you but I have to go." I say, looking up at him, he is so tall. He scoffs." Are you crazy? You just proved back there, that you need me to protect you." I stare at him intently," You're seriously going to make me believe that you can buy a train ticket in that line?" I say pointing at the line next to the entrance." You're right; let me see your ticket." He says. I hesitate for a moment then open my bag, take out the ticket and pass it to him." Of course, I am right, you can't just-", I stop midsentence as he tears my ticket before stuffing it in the trash beside the bench. My jaw widens, and I stand there completely shocked. Suddenly, anger courses through my veins." Why did you do that for! That was my last chance! You fucking idiot, why do you hate me! You come into my life and ruin-"Dez's features soften as he tries to calm me down." It's okay I –" I shove him, or at least try to." It's not okay! Do you know what my dad will do if he finds me? No you don't because you only care for yourself and don't even consider anyone else's feelings!" By this point I am sobbing into my hands." Trish, please stop crying. I am sorry." He pleads. I hear a horn honk and look up to see a car stop right in front of us. "Dez, hurry up and get in." A blonde-haired guy says. I feel a hand on my shoulder." Trish, let's go. You can't stay here by yourself." I scoff." I don't even know you, for crying out loud! I literally just met you today! I honestly just want you to leave me alone, you have done enough damage." I forcefully sit down and rub the tears out of my eyes." Dez! Who is that?" The driver yells. Dez ignores him " Trish just trust me please. I promise I'll fix this."I stand up, ignoring his plea, and start walking along the sidewalk, the faint sound of police sirens fills my ears. My eyes widen at the thought of my father being on the passenger side of the police car, which is driving further down the street and closer to us. "Get in the car." I mutter, passing Dez and getting into the passenger seat of the car. Dez quickly scrambles after me and into the back seat. "Drive."
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