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I've tried to plan this for years, where to go, what to do when I get there, how to get there. I'm Bella Smith, I'm 15 years old and my life sucks. My dad is a drug addict, and is never home, and when he is home he's drunk or high. He's abusive to, I have an older brother, he's 18 but I don't know where he is. When he turned 18 a few months ago he left. My mom died when I was 3, so I don't have a mom, so whenever I needed something, I always looked to my older brother for answers. And for the past year or two I've planned to leave. And that's what I did.

It was a Saturday night and I was home alone again. My dad just left to go out with his friend to a bar. I packed up some things and my house. I was planning on finding my brother. His name is Mike Smith. I was just recently on my dad's computer on looking up one of my friends. Then I decided to look up my brother, and I found him. It said he lived in Allentown, Pennsylvania, Which was a far20away from where I live. I right now live in Maine.

I was walking down the road, but before I left town I decided to stop at my only true friend's house, Edward. He's 17, I've known him since I was 5. When I went to kinder garden he was in 2nd grade, I met him while waiting for my dad to pick me up. we were both sitting on the bench and we started talking, and my dad didn't show up so his mom drove me home, and I found out he only lived down the road from me.

I walked to his house and knocked on the door.

He answered and said, "Hey Bella, What's up?"

"Edward, I'm running away and I wanted to say bye."

"Wait, you're running away?"

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"Yeah."

"Bella? Come in and talk to me."

"Ok."

I walked in and we walked up to his room, we sat down in the beanbag chairs.

He said, "Why are you running away?"

"Edward, my life sucks, my dad is a drug addict, my mom died when I was 3, and my brother is gone. Why wouldn't I run away."

"Well, you have me, don't I put a smile on your face."

I looked at him, "you do, and you're probably the only person that keeps me alive, I can't stand living at that house, it smells of Weed and Marijuana, and there's beer can everywhere. I can hardly survive. I mean I don't eat as it is, I'm barely alive, and I need to leave."

"Were you going to go?"

"To my brother's house."

He said, "You found your brother?"

"Yeah, he lives in Pennsylvania, and I don't care if it's far away, I'll get there."

"Bella, how, are you going to walk?"

"If I have to."

"Bella, I don't think you should leave, it's not a good idea, and you're too young."

I stood up, and said, "Then come with me."

He stood up, "Bella, I don't want you to leave in the first place."

"Well, I'll see you around, bye."

I turned around and started to walk away. I walked downstairs and before I could open the front door someone grabbed me and turned me around.

Edward said, "Bella, if you=E 2re really up to this, I'll go with you."

I smiled, "really, you'll come with me."

"Yes, I'll always be there for you, you're my best friend."

He smiled and gave me a hug.

I said, "I broke into my dad's safe and took some money."

"You took your dad's money?"

"Yeah, how else would I get there."

He rolled his eyes, "look Bella, if you're really su re of this, my mom could lend us money, and her car."

"Edward, you don't need to do all that,"

"Bella, you're my best friend, and as long as you're happy, I'm happy."

"Fine."

He smiled, "we can leave tonight."

He told me to wait there, so I did, I sat down on the steps and waited for him. He came back, he changed his cloths, he was now dressed up all punk like, like he usually does, and he had few of his bags with him and some money.

I helped me up and said, "Let's go, we can use my mom's car."

"Does she now?"

"Well, I told her, and she said it's not a good idea, I'm almost 18 and you're still a minor, and us driving across states wouldn't be good. But we're still going."

"Ok."

We walked outside to the car. He put some of his stuff in the back and my things to, he got in the driver's seat and I got in the passenger's seat. His mom came outside and he took off.

He said, "So where does your brother live?"

"Allentown."

"This is going to be a long trip."

"Yeah, you don't have to come."

We stopped at a red light, he said, "Bella, as long as your happy."

I smiled, then he smiled and said, "your already happy."

He continued driving. We drove a few hours and then he pulled into a hotel parking lot.

He said, "Are you tired?"

"Kind of."

"Well then let's get some sleep."

I looked over at the hotel, I said, "Edward, you don't need to spend your money on a hotel for us to sleep in, and you're not allowed to get a hotel room, your still 17."

"Bella, I got tons of money with me, and I'm willing to blow it all on you, just to make you happy, and I have a fake ID, I mean, I wouldn't go on a road trip not prepared."

He smiled and I smiled, then he got out of the car. I got out of the car and we walked into the hotel. He asked the man at the front desk for their cheapest, but nicest room. He gave Edward the keys and said, "Your room is on the 3rd floor, room 5."

Edward said, "Thanks."

Edward and I walked to the elevator and got in. we looked at each other, he moved my bands from my face and said, "Are you sure you want to leave."

"Yes, I don't want to live there anymore."

"I understand, but running away?"

"Edward, I already left, I'm not going back."

"Ok."

The elevator door opened and we walked down the hall. He took the key and opened the door. We walked in, it was a small but nice room. It had a small main living room, then there was another room with a bedroom and a bathroom. He shut the door and locked it. It was around midnight and I was tired, so we walked into the bedroom.

He said, "There's only bed, you can sleep in the bed and ill sleep in the living room."

He was about to walk out to the living room, I said, "wait, we could both sleep in the bed, I mean, were both friends, and we're not going to do anything, you don't have to sleep in the living room."

"I would sleep in the bed, but it's just weird, I mean, your still only 15, and I'm almost 18, it would just be weird."

He started to walk again, I put my hand on his shoulder and he turned around. I looked up to him and said, "Edward, you bought the room, you should sleep in the bed."

"Bella, your sleeping in the bed I'll be fine."

"No, if you're not sleeping in the bed, I'm not sleeping."

He rolled his eyes and took a deep breath, "Bella, are you seriously going to argue about this?"

"Yes, you don't have to do any of this. But you are, I think you should sleep somewhere where its comfortable, I'll sleep on the couch, I'm use to it."

"We could both sleep in the bed, if that makes you happy,"

I smiled, "it does make me happy."

He said, "Do you have anything to sleep in?"

"Well no, I didn't think I would get this far."

He laughed, "You can wear my shirt."

He took his shirt of and gave it to me, I put it on, and it was like a night gown. Edward was kind of tall and, he was skinny, he had some muscle tone. The shirt he wore was just oversized, so it looked like a night gown when I wore it. He took his pants of and was in his boxers. We both got into bed and he turned the light off. We were laying in bed both facing each other.

I said, "Thanks for everything, you're a really good friend."

"No problem, id do anything for you, I don't have many friends, because I guess I'm just different form everyone else, and your probably my only good friend, and I want you to be happy."

"Thanks."

He leaned in and kissed my forehead, he whispered, "good night."

"Night."

I rolled over so I wasn't facing him. I knew I would get in trouble for running away, a lot of trouble, but it was worth it. Edward is a nice guy. When we were growing up we were the minorities of the school. We were the outcast, and we had each other. He never knew his dad, but his dad was in a band. And that's probably were he gets his style from. He wore a lot of black, and studded belts and tight jeans, no one at our school did that. Our school was full of preps and jocks, I caught on to his style, so were alike in a lot of ways. I fell asleep. I had a dream, where my life was normal, I had a real family, who didn't do drugs or abuse me and my brother. I woke up the next morning around 10 o' clock. Edward was still asleep. It was weird the way we slept. Edward had his arm around me and we were close to each other. He woke up to=2 0and sat up right away. He laughed and said, "Sorry about that, I didn't mean to hold you like that."


a/n: please excuse my grammer. i've been told numerous times in my other stories that my grammar sux. haha sorry guys

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