I pulled my leather jacket closer to stop the wind from stinging my face. My ripped up Minnie mouse shirt and blue jean shorts were muddy and my dirty blonde hair clung to my face and covered up my dark brown eyes. I watched as workers checked all of the cars for unwanted passengers. Very carefully I swung my backpack over my shoulder.
My name's Nicole Heart, but people call me Nikki. I'm sixteen years old and I am running away from my abusive foster parents and their perverted son.
"All clear." The train took off. I took a deep breath, ran, and hopped on. I opened the backpack and pulled out a small bundle of tabby fur, Mickey, and a blanket. I used my jacket as a pillow and fell into a deep sleep thinking about how perfect my life would be now that I was free.
The train came to a quick stop that caused me to slide across the floor. I grabbed my belongings and jumped off. I looked around at my surroundings. Tulsa. I read the sign and shrugged.
"Can't be worst then where we came from," I told Mickey. She meowed in response. I started walking down and alley when I heard a car. I turned around and seen a red mustang following me. I started to walk faster and it sped up as well. Then I broke into a run. I turned down allies and ran out in front of other cars, but I couldn't shake them. Then a red headed boy tackled me. Four others stood behind him laughing.
"Hello grease," he sneered. I spit in his face which got me a punch in the face. "Listen, you do what we say and it wont hurt."
"Leave me the fuck alone," I screamed. Then they pinned my arms and legs down and cover my mouth.
",Shhh," he cooed in my ear. I tried to get free but their grip was to strong. Then I felt him trying to undo my short; Tears threatened to fall. You don't cry Nikki, I told myself. Once the boy got my shorts off he started to pull my panties off. I bit down on his hand and tasted blood.
"Shit," He said babying his hand. I kneed him in his groin and pulled away from the others. I grabbed my shorts and backpack and started to run again. I looked around and spotted a school. I busted through the doors and ran into the girls' bathroom. I panted and l splashed some water on my face, I slipped my pants on and looked at my reflection. I looked like shit.
"Are you okay," I turned around and seen a girl with long golden hair and a baby blue skirt and white shirt on. She looked at me concerned. I nodded.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I said. She didn't look convinced.
"I'm Crystal Curtis," she said, "Who're who?" I hesitated, but gave her my name.
"That's a nice name," she said. I smiled. I liked this girl.
"What class are you goin to," she asked.
"What?" I asked confused.
"You know what class, this is school you know," she laughed amused.
"Oh, I'm not registered," I said.
"Parents haven't signed you up yet," she said fixing her make-up.
"I'm a runaway," I whispered. She looked at me sadly.
"School's almost over how about you come home with me." I nodded. "Okay, wait for me in front of the school." I nodded and slowly walked outside. I smiled to myself and sat on the grass. I heard a loud meow and turned around and seen Mickey running towards me. I started petting her. Then I waited silently for Crystal.