Escaping
By: I Laugh at ur Pain
My name is Rachel Roth; I'm 18 and a Senior at a high school over in New York. I have shoulder length raven hair, violet eyes, and pale skin. My mother, Susan, is a waitress and my father, Mark, has no job. He just drinks and orders my mother and me around. So I'm saving up money, that way I can leave my father and buy a house. I'm also going to take my mother, she deserves better than this. Better than my father, and better than this apartment.
We live in a nearly run down apartment next to a bar, that's how my father gets drunk. He always has a beer bottle in his hand. A stained shirt and black sweat pants never left his smelly, over weight body. In the middle of the day, after my mother and I have left, he just strolls on over there and drinks. My mother works at a diner and I work at a bookstore after school, all he does is drink. How is that fair?
One day I'm going to have enough money! One day I'm going to be free! This is the story of me… escaping.
After School:
"Rae wait up!" a boy yelled as he chased after me. It was a Friday and I was heading to the bookstore. I had a four hour shift and was making $20 in all.
"For the last time I don't like to be called Rae!" I yelled over my shoulder.
"Alright, sorry Rachel," he said as he started walking next to me.
"What do you want Logan?" I asked.
"Hey! You remembered my name!" Logan said. He has blonde hair with green streaks in it. Why green you ask? It's his favorite color and matches his eyes. He has tanned skin and is a vegetarian. He's so devoted to being a vegetarian that he moved out of his parents' house a couple months ago. Logan left because of too much meat in the house… or something like that.
"That nice. Now what do you want?" I asked him again.
"I wanted to walk you to the book store," Logan said.
"Thanks, but no thanks," I said and then turned the corner.
"Common! Please?" Logan pleaded.
"He just doesn't give up!" I thought to myself, but my response was,
"Fine, you can walk me there," I answered.
"What was I thinking?! Now he's never gonna leave me alone!" my thoughts yelled at me. I continued walking as Logan… continued talking about "nasty" meat. I sighed when we finally reached the bookstore door.
"Alright, well thanks for walking me here. You can go now," I said before opening the door, but he didn't know how to take a hint. Logan just followed me in and sat on the front desk.
"So what can I do to help out?" Logan asked.
"Umm… you can put these books away," I said before handing him a stack of books. As he walked away I sat down in my chair and took out my poetry book.
"What you reading?" Logan asked from behind me. I jumped to my feet and spun around to face him.
"Nothing. You still have to put back 3 books. What are you doing back here?" I asked him.
"I couldn't find a place for these," Logan said, holding up the books.
"Fine, I'll put them away," I said before snatching up the books and walking off.
"N,N,N… aw! There it is," I said as I placed down a book.
"One more," I said to myself as I held up the dusty old book.
"I found out where that book went," Logan said, I could feel his breath on my neck. I screamed and turned around to face him.
"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you. I just wanted to tell you that I found the place where that book goes. I'll put it away," Logan said before taking the book from me and leaving.
"OK… weird," I said, slightly rubbing my neck before walking back to my desk.
"Hello?" somebody called from the front desk. I sped up to find Malcom leaning on my desk, looking at the book I was reading.
"What do you need?" I asked, placing a fake smile on my face as I walked up to the desk.
"Just returning a book," he said, a real smile on his face. I took the book from Malcolm and scanned it.
"Consider it returned," I said a little too perky because his smile faded.
"Alright, bye Rachel. I'll see you at school," Malcom said before leaving.
"What's so great about him?" Logan asked after Malcolm was out of sight.
"What do you mean?" I asked him.
"You like him. I can tell by the way you stare at him. So what's so great about him?" Logan asked again.
"Logan this is none of your business! Now if you don't mind I'd like to be alone," I said before pointing to the door.
"I was just asking," he said in a soft whisper before leaving.
"Great! Now he's gonna hate me!" I yelled at nobody but myself once Logan left.
"I just can't win," I said before sitting down in my seat and taking out my book.
I hope you liked it and this is a b-day story for Sunstar4ver who is now Red-X-Chick. Please pm her and tell her happy birthday! I don't know her exact birthday, but I know it's in April and I just got back from a trip so I thought, what better time to post the story?
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