I have always been a John Ritter fan, This all alternative universe, I love writing, please don't come at me for my style, I've been writing since 2005, if you don't like my style of writing or the situation I place my characters in, please don't send me nasty comments, I love commenters to give me their ideas of what I should do next for the characters, and yes if you give me your idea and I use it, I will give you full credit.

April 13,2002: "Rosalie, get up." I sat up startled, I saw my brother standing in the bedroom doorway. "Hurry, mom and dad are on a warpath, you got to get out of here." he said quickly, handing me my shoes, there was a knock at the front door. "Just forget your shoes, run, don't stop." I turned to see my sister-in-law coming towards me, she reached me and shoved me towards the back door.

3 days earlier: "I am of legal age in this state, you do realize that right, I can walk out of here, and theres nothing that anyone can do." I said looking at my dad who was staring at me from the dining room chair. "No, you're not, you are legal age to consent to sex, you're not a legal adult until you are 18." my mom said, blocking the door to my bedroom. "You are going on this retreat, we've already paid the tuition, you leave on Sunday, the head leader is flying in Saturday morning to discuss everything with us." my dad said. I stormed off, slammed my bedroom door, locking it behind me. I quickly filled my backpack with what I thought I needed. I slipped out the window and headed for Lukes. I knew my brother would help me.

Present day: I took off down my brother's back steps and ran off into the dark. I walked for hours, trying to figure out where to go. I quietly walked into Darcy's back yard and climbed the trellis to her window, I knocked as quietly as I could, she opened the window letting me in. "Where have you been, you're parents are downstairs, they have the entire neighborhood looking for you, what happened?" She said hugging me. After telling her what happened, she held on to me even more tightly. "They are sending me away to some retreat for disobedient teens, my dad said it was because he doesn't like who im becoming, He doesn't trust who im becoming." I said, "Hey Darcy!"we heard her sister call from the hallway she looked at me in terror, she grabbed me quickly and shoved me towards her closet. "Who were you talking to?" Her sister Lenny said. "I was on the phone." Darcy said trying to cover our tracks. "No, I heard the responses, where is she?" Lenny said walking towards the closet, I quickly moved into the secret passageway, and climbed quietly through the passageway, coming out into the hallway closet. I stepped out, looking meekly over the banister. "She has to be around somewhere, she couldn't of just vanished, this is too small of a town." I heard my stepmother say. "Hey she's up here." Lenny said, coming out of Darcy's bedroom. I saw my dad, stepmom, Darcy's dad and the man heading for the stairs, as they hit the top landing, I quickly used my track star ability, and jumped over the banister, landing on my feet. I headed for the front door, I felt someone grab my arm, being too quick, I slipped out the door, I yelled behind me "Haha you overweight piece of shit," not realizing he wasn't overweight, I was just super skinny, and was a track runner, and a high jumper.

I ran into the dark, hearing someone running behind me, it stopped. After a few minutes I came to the park that my mom had always taken me too as a child, I sat down on one of the swings, quickly trying to reevaluate what my next plan of action was, I couldn't go to my brother, they were watching my friends,

and they were looking for me. I decided that I needed to change my outfit, they would be looking for a skinny girl in a pair of track shorts, and a t-shirt. I looked around, it was dark so no one would see me, I changed into a pair of jeans, a tank top, and a hooded sweatshirt, before slipping my tennis shoes on, throwing my track shoes into the park trash can along with my other clothing. I put my hood up and sat back down on the swing. I reached into my backpack, I was going to call Mrs. Nash, my Spanish teacher, she was always on my side, and would help me as much as she could. My phone was gone, I must of dropped it when I jumped over the banister. My final line of help was gone. I heard someone from behind me. I turned to see a guy probably late teens early 20's walking through the park looking at his phone. He stopped looking up at me "Are you ok?" He said. I remembered what my dad had taught me, boys were bad, I wasn't supposed to talk to someone I didn't know. I just shook my head and went back to swinging. I turned to see him closer than before. "Are you sure you're, ok?" He asked again, a little too close for comfort. I stood up in an attempt to walk away, when he reached for my arm. "Can I drive you somewhere, do you want me to call someone for you." He said. I quickly backed away, he again reached for me. "I just want to help." he said. I started to walk away, that's when I felt his arms around me. "Come with me, don't make this any harder than it has to be. He said lifting me off the ground. "Hey, I have her." he yelled out. I began to struggle with him, when I put up a good fight, he stopped throwing me over his shoulder. I started swinging in an attempt to get away from him, when he didn't stop walking, I grabbed for a handful of his hair, and pulled as hard as I could. He let out a scream but stopped. "I'm not afraid of a girl, I do have a sister, and she's meaner than you are." he said before I started slapping him. Even after years of self-defense, and martial arts classes, I was no match for him, but I was going to try. I again grabbed for a handful of his hair, shoving one of my thumbs into his eye. He dropped me quickly. The next thing I did had to be quick and drastic, I jumped on his back, screaming in Spanish, I threw my legs around him, and started swinging. I turned to see 2 people run into the park. They watched as the fight continued. "Help, I'm losing here, dad, get her off of me." he yelled. I let go, falling to the ground. I backed away on my butt until I had enough distance between us that I could get on my feet.

I raced into the dark again, running towards Mrs. Nash's house. As I turned the corner, I saw my stepmother's car in the driveway, they were standing on the porch talking. I turned and went back the way I had come. I heard a beeping coming from my pump. I stepped behind some bushes and pulled the pump from my waist band. My blood sugar was super low. I knew I had to get something to eat and fast. I walked towards the pizza place next to the school, I pulled some cash from my pocket, and grabbed a slice of pizza from the warmer, after paying for it, I went and found a seat in the back corner. I sat there eating my pizza, I pulled my pump from my waist band, adjusting for what I had eaten. I saw the door to the pizza place open, and in walked the guy I had called a overweight piece of shit. I had put myself in the back corner, he walked to the counter, bought a slice of pizza, and came over to where I was sitting. "Can we talk?" He said "giving me a chance. "No, I can't talk to you, my dad always told me never talk to strangers, and boys are bad. I'm done eating; I need to go now." I said getting up, throwing my trash into the bin, walking out. I came face to face with the guy from the park. "Let him help you, Hes a good person, take a walk with me, talk with me, if you don't like what I have to say, then go the opposite direction, I'm Jason by the way." He said walking quickly to catch up to me. I slowed my walking, and he walked along with me. "I saw that jump over the banister, that was incredible, the way you landed on your feet, I was sure you were going to land on your face." He said. We kept walking. I hadn't said anything to him at this point, he just kept talking. After a little while I turned to him. "Can you shut up?

You're making this a lot harder." I said, "What do you mean?" he said as I turned and punched him in the face. His hands immediately went to his nose, he stopped walking. I kept walking in the opposite direction, he didn't follow me. I heard him talking "We are on South Maple, she just clocked me in the face, I think we need to go to phase 3, because this is not working, this is the 2nd time I got the shit beat out of me by her, I'm done approaching her." He said. I heard whoever he was talking to "Stop being a wuss, you deal with rougher beatings from Carly." I kind of laughed, who was Carly? "can someone come get me and take me to the emergency room, I think she broke my nose this time." he said "I yelled "Don't approach girls you don't know, it will get you an ass beating, you're not from small town living."

I looked at my watch, it was 11:00, I was starting to slow down, my legs hurt, my body hurt, and I was getting tired. I approached my dads house, crawled in the basement window, and changed into my pajamas before I crawled into my bed. I woke to the sun coming up, I heard foot steps from the upper floor. " I went into my bathroom, changed my clothes, and got ready. I walked up the stairs, grabbed my school back pack, and as I was walking out the door I yelled "I'm going to school I will be back later."
I was in Spanish class right before lunch, a call came over the class speaker "Mrs. Nash, can you send Rosalie down to the office please?" "Yes Mrs. Turner." she said looking at me, she seemed a little sad.
I stood up grabbed my backpack, as I was walking out of the classroom, she followed me closing the door, she grabbed me and hugged me handing me a slip of paper, it had her email address on it.
I walked into the office. The man was standing there from the night before. I slowly backed away, I felt the school resource officer behind me. "I'm not going, I'm going back to class." I said starting to shake. Mr. Robinson the principal exited from his office. "Your parents gave him permission to take you, you have to go." He said with a stern look. The office staff could see that I was scared, and knew my history of panic attacks, the bookkeeper jumped up putting her arm around me. "its going to be ok, we will get this worked out, I think we need to call her parents to verify this before we let him take her." she said not letting go of me. I saw the secretary stand up and come to my side, putting her hand on my arm, before I knew it I was behind the desk, as she picked up the phone. Overweight jack ass, pulled out a file, and laid papers on the counter. "I have custody of her, if you don't release her to me, I will involve the police department." He said pressing the issue. I hit the floor, I couldn't breathe, I saw nothing but black, I was having tunnel vision. I could hear them talking, but couldn't respond. I started to come around, it was the scariest moment seeing the office staff crowded around me. The emt's checked me out, and gave the man who I learned name was John, the ok to take me, but to watch because I did have a health condition that could cause me to have panic attacks.

As he walked me out of the school, he had my backpack in hand. My pump started beeping, I quickly grabbed for it, and looked at the number. "I will get you something to eat on the way to the airport, I have all of your supplies for your pump, your parents gave them to me this morning." he said opening the back car door. I saw Jason sitting in the backseat sitting almost on top of the door. At least he was scared of me, and I wouldn't have to worry about him talking to me or bugging me. John pulled into Wendy's drive thru, ordering lunch. We ate, and headed towards the airport. I looked at the floor, I was shaking. I felt something touch me, I turned to see Jason still sitting almost on top of the door, but he had reached out and poked me in the arm. "Murder, want to be my next victim" I said giving him an evil glare