A/N: An idea that came to me when I was watching One Tree Hill and then my radio started playing Runaway Love, and I thought it would be cool to do this story, so people reading my other story. DDG is on hold right now, as I work on this.

Disclaimer: Song and Title belongs to Ludacris, but this plot and editing to the song belongs to me to fit the story.

Italicize – Flashbacks/Song Lyrics

Now little Peyton is only 17 years old

She's trying to figure out why the world is so cold

A sigh escaped her slightly parted lips as the blonde layed on the bed in wonder. Her life began seventeen years ago, she was now almost an adult, yet she still didn't understand this world. People living the life of the rich and famous and then there were people who lived scared and feared the future, yet remembered the past, as it haunts them in their dreams.

Peyton Elizabeth Sawyer, knew when her dog, Scruffy, died from a tragic car accident, that the world was cruel and cold, and that it didn't care for anyone. God was someone to not trust, yet someone who you pour all your faith, hopes, and dreams hoping your life would be better.

Why she's all alone and ain't never met her family

Mamas always gone and she never met her daddy

She was once again alone. Actually, she was used to it now, which was horrible. A young girl like herself used to be alone, knowing that as long as she stayed here that she was always going to be alone, that she was always going to sit in her bed and stare at the ceiling like now, wondering why the world was so cold, and how come she pulled the short straw in life to get the bad life.

She winced slightly hearing the front door slam, as if the front hinges of the door needed to be tighten. It was just another thing to do on her everyday list, when it came to living here. Her mother was once again gone for what seemed to be the tenth time that night.

Peyton didn't mind though because as long as she came back, she had nothing to worry about. That was until...later on tonight when she brought one of her many eye candy boys back from wherever she went to buy drugs and prostitute herself to earn the money to buy the drugs she needed to fulfill her addictive needs.

She turned over on the bed and turned to look at her drawer that held the drawing of her, her mother, and her 'father'. She never knew what her father looked like, since her mother once told her that she was a mistake. A stupid mistake that was the cause of a condom that broke of during her deed of gaining money. A mistake that she couldn't fix, because she found out about it to late to correct it. A mistake that she couldn't give away to someone else, because she was scared of going to rehab and her precious medicine disappear right before her eyes.

Part of her is missing and nobody will listen
Mama is on drugs getting high up in the kitchen

She knew if her father maybe stuck around or maybe if her mother knew who the father was that the part of her that was missing would be found and her life would be complete. But no….that didn't happen. Her life had to assist of fixing breakfast for herself as she tried to ignore the smell and laughter of mother making herself feel 'better' as she called her a pathetic excuse of a living being and ignored her all together.

School was even worse. If the school wasn't free, she doubts that she would be able to attend. Her mother didn't seem to care if she went or not, but Peyton did want to get an education and get away from the hell hole that was called Florida where she lived at the moment.

Whoever said Florida was the sunshine state didn't see the lives that were happening there, or maybe the nickname would change to something else, something a bit more appropriate.

Bringing home men at different hours of the night
Starting with laughs--usually ending in a fight

Not only did Ellie do drugs in front of her daughter, she didn't seem to care if she did her activities in front of her as well, as long as she didn't get in her way she could careless where she was when the clothes started to fly off and the moans, groans, and grunts of pleasure started to come out in volume.

Another wince came as she heard the door slam once more as someone came back into house. This time instead of silence it was filled with laughter, and moans here and there. Another one it seemed. Peyton's head turned towards her desk once more and found that the clock read 2 o'clock. She should have gone to sleep, since she did have school in the morning, but she knew it would be impossible to do now since her mother had a guest to entertain now.

Sneak into her room while her mamas knocked out
Trying to have his way and little Peyton says 'ouch'

She tries to resist but then all he does is beat her

Sure enough, Peyton could now hear the commotion going on across the hall. Her mother screaming in pleasure the man's name, as the man's grunts were his only replies. Peyton's light brown eyes closed as she sighed once again, as she tried to doze off and ignore everything around her, sleep soon took over here and she began to dream. Her dream didn't last long, as a brief knock woke her up out of her dream state. She glanced at the clock as it now read 37 minutes past 2. Her eyes flashed with confusion before glancing at her door.

"Who is it?"

Her question was answered as her door slowly opened a tall, dark haired man came into the room closing the door quickly, yet softly behind him. He looked over and smirked, liking what he saw in the young girl as he stepped further into the room. Lust was clearly in his eyes as he stepped further once more and began to unbuckle his pants once more.

Peyton's eyes widen and she quickly got up from the bed and ran towards the door, only to get tackled by the man making her fall to the floor quickly, hitting her head on the floor as a small grunt escaped her lips. The man wasted no time in climbing on top of her pinning both of her arms above her head in one of his big hands as he used his other hand to slide it up Peyton's white t-shirt, feeling the bare skin underneath.

Tears quickly slide down Peyton's pale cheeks as she struggled herself to be free of the man. Her legs moving ferociously trying to get him off of her. It seemed God was on her side, as her right leg went into between his legs and kicked him in the crouch causing the man to roll off of her and hold himself as he howled in pain.

Wasting no time, Peyton jumped up and kicked the man again. This time her left leg coming into contact with his stomach, making her room once again fill with screams of pain. The tears still streaming down her face, she quickly ran into one of the corners in her room, and cried silently to herself as she watched the man, seeing what he was going to do next. Recovering slowly, the man started to walk back towards Peyton, but then stopped and left the room.

The house was once again quiet until the sound of the door slamming, making the young teen get up and run to her mother's room.

Tries to tell her mom but her mama don't believe her

The door was already slightly opened. She went to her mother's side, ignoring her naked state as she started shaking her awake.

"Mom...mom. Please wake up"

Her mother moaned before turning over and giving out a small yawn. "What is it?"

"He…he tried to ra-"

She was cut off as her mother scoffed and pulled the sheets over her angrily.

"Listen! I'm tired of you coming in here in the middle of the night sometimes trying to explain to me that someone tried to rape you, okay? No one wants to have sex with a scrawny, whiney, piece of white trash thats name is Peyton. Got that? Now leave me the hell alone". With those words, Ellie sighed and quickly went back to sleep.

Peyton is stuck up in the world on her own
Forced to think that hell is a place called home
Nothing else to do but some get some clothes and pack
She says shes bout to run away and never come back.

Peyton walked out the room slowly and went back into her own room, locking the door as she came in. Not another word or sound coming from her, Peyton took out all the clothes in her closet and tossed them on her bed, along with a toothbrush, some paper for her to draw on.

She found a bag, and put her things in the bag before closing it up. Heading towards the door, she stopped to turn around to look at her small room before unlocking the door and going out. She made one more stop into her mother's room where she was snoring and the covers were once again not covering her body.

She walked closer to her mother, reaching under the pillow she was laying her head on, before pulling her hand back to reveal a wallet. The wallet went into the pocket of her jeans. Peyton leaned down to her mother and kissed her softly on the cheek, before tucking her in properly so the covers wouldn't go off of her again.

The tears began to fall again as she bit her lip to keep from crying out. She picked up her bag from the ground and walked out the room. She headed off towards the front door, when something on the ground caught her attention. She bent over to see a wallet.

Opening the wallet, she was the name Dan Scott in bold, along with tons and tons of cash in the wallet. She took the money out and put it in her jean pocket as well, throwing the wallet back on the ground where she found it before walking out the door to start her new life. To find a new family. To find some place that she could call home.

Runaway love

A/N: The end of Chapter One.

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