As I walked towards the building that would be my new home I couldn't help but feel free. In all my 17 years (which doesn't seem long but believe me it is with the shit I seen and done) I haven't ever been this hopeful besides the times I was with my Ma.

I Raelynn O'Byrne former known as Raelynn Rogers but decided to take my grandmother's maiden name on my Ma's side, so my father and brother wouldn't find me. I doubt they would even think of me using it. Even though I know they wouldn't try to find me or well at least anytime soon I hope. I was a big disappointment to them which I couldn't help but not think about. Shaking my head I decided to get back to looking around my new place.

It was an old building that was used for housing, I already liked it (even if it was illegal housing.) It was in the Irish neighborhood of Boston. Which was far away from my dad. Who happened to be thousands of miles away.

My friend Ryan, that I known for 3 years helped me find it. He owed me a bit of a favor for some things I helped him and his family out of in the past. He was a good Irish man who loved his family. We got along the moment we meet.

There was only two available spots open in the building. The first one was on the main level next to an old couple who stared as I looked around. It's not that I minded the staring it was just this floor didn't have very good emergency exits. And was easy to get into from two ways. I needed a spot where I can bail if I needed. Not one where someone could be grabbing me if I chanced the window. So I decided to take my luck with the empty place on the 5th floor.

As I headed to the stairs I saw an elevator which I thought hell no to right away. I hated them for good reason. So instead I hit the stairs and ran up them all the way to the 5th floor. Once I got there I could see the one that was vacant, the door was left wide open. I saw another door down the hall but just passed it heading to the open door.

As I walked in I noticed the fire escape right outside my window. I knew that this room would do just fine as I looked around I saw an open room with a small closed off space with no door. It had a toilet and two shower heads in the room. I turned on the facet to check the water. It came out just fine but was a bit cool to the touch. I didn't care it was a place of my own and I didn't have anyone throwing orders at me like I was a damn soldier in someone's war, which I felt like I was pretty much my whole life.

I walked back outside and found a pay phone and gave Ryan a call. Him and his two sons said they would go with me to get some things and help take it up.

They picked me up in his old truck about thirty minutes later. "Hey there me lass you okay with da new place? Ryan asked looking over at me skeptically.

"Of course Ryan you know I'm happy to have a roof over my head and be on my own." "I know lass it's just you have da money why don't ye try for something nicer or me offer still stands, ye can stay wit me and me family." He replies.

"You know I don't want to live anywhere my dad could find me and I can't intrude on your family like that, I know you mean well but I'm happy with it, the place just needs a few things and it will be fine." I tell him cheerfully.

"Aye lass I understand. After we get ye a bed and stuff we can stop by me place and grab the rest of your stuff." I smile at him and say thank you.

After finally getting my bed and dresser in I feed the boys some lunch. Once they're done they bring the rest of my stuff up along with a couch and table.

Ryan's oldest son whose around 18 carries in my two black duffel bags I run over to him and take them. "Thanks Danny I can take them from here," I tell him.

"What's in those things? He laughs, is it lead?" "Something like that," I mumble as I put them by my bed.

They stay for about another hour then say their goodbyes and Ryan tells me to call anytime I need anything. Then Danny nervously asks if he could take me to dinner sometime. I shoot him a smile and tell him I'd love to just so he would leave plus I didn't want to seem rude after he helped me today. I don't like doing stuff like that I actually never had time to think about boys and to me that's exactly what he was a boy. Yeah he might be around my age but he still had his whole life ahead of him, and I didn't want to put him in danger plus Ryan was my friend I couldn't do that to his son.

I shut my door and lock it. I finish putting everything away and sit down on my bed to find a place for my two black duffels. I unzipped them and pull my small armory out unto my bed. I had my baby which was my M24 SWS sniper rifle with my detachable telescopic sight. I spent tons of hours when I first got it to learn to get the perfect aim and site in the scope. Which made my dad so damn proud. Then came my assault rifles. I had an AK-101 and AK-74. I also had a few handguns to carry around which were my Glock 26, my Beretta and lastly my favorite which was my Smith & Wesson M&P9 with a suppressor. I also had a cleaning kit a few knives along with my throwing ones and enough ammo to take down a small army.

I put them all away besides my Smith and Wesson, I hide the rest in a hole in the wall which I cover with my dresser. I put my gun under my pillow along with my favorite knife that's always on me no matter what.