I apologize for the length of this chapter. It just decided to be short. I own nothing.
"Greg, you really need to report him, this has been going on too long," Sally scolded as she looked at her bruised friend. "I'll even go with you."
"No Sally, you know they'll say I'm lying and then it'll be homeward bound and marriage," the beta declared with a frown.
"So, you'll take getting beaten and sexually abused over marriage?" she asked with something akin to disgust in her voice.
"Ya know, I don't know Sal. Maybe I just can't think straight. After all, I have school work to be done, a teacher to avoid and a wedding to not look forward to. There's a lot I'd rather not be doing right now. And getting sent home is definitely one of those thing because then I'll lose my freedom which is the only thing I have here," Greg growled as he looked at his friend. She glared at him and stood. He exhaled deeply as she picked up her books and walked away. "That's great, thanks Sal. You're a real pal. Nice of you to stick around when I need you."
"Shouting in the canteen? What on Earth for?" came the terrible hiss of his teacher. "I hope to see you for lunch Greg."
"Not today,"' the young beta whispered to himself. He nodded and smiled at the older man. Mr. Moriarty smiled and walked away with a fleeting touch of Greg's shoulder. He shivered and stood. He walked out of the building and to the dorms. He looked down at his trunk, packed and ready to leave. A sigh left him as he sat on his bed. A choked sob came out as he thought of his uncaring parents and now ex-friend. He lay on his bed sobbing into his pillow for hours until he just stopped. He then stood and walked to the closet. The young beta sighed as he looked at the shoe box with all of his money from his bank account in it. He nodded to himself and turned to the wall. The ticket he bought was still pinned and waiting for him. Without a second thought he took the money, the ticket and his jacket and left the school through the window. After a while he found himself at the train station with a smile. "One ticket to London please."
"Here you are young fella," the man declared handing over the ticket. Greg took it with a nod and smile. He walked to a bench and sat until the train arrived. The young beta quickly boarded as the train pulled in. He sat down quickly and sighed as he thought of where he would go. Hours passed and Greg finally climbed off the train in London. He walked to a nearby Tesco and bought a bag and small bits of food, a cheap phone, and some trousers. He then made his way outside and flagged down a cab.
"Heathrow airport please," the young beta declared with a sure nod. The cabbi nodded and sped off like an insane person making the young man happy he wore his seat belt. Soon enough the cab stopped and he handed over the money. "Goodbye."
"You watch out there son, lots of dangerous people out there," the man declared pulling away. Greg nodded and looked around until he found his gate. He sighed and put his small bag on the floor.
"Good bye everyone," the teen declared looking around. He sat down and waited until everyone began boarding. The young man clambered onto the plane and smiled as he felt free at last. "Good bye England."
Again, I apologize for the length of this chapter.