Prologue

I had to get away from him. if I stayed I knew it would end up like it did before. It always does.

I couldn't go back home to pack anything. I knew that my family would just say that I'm being stupid and force me to stay. And I could not stay. I had enough money in my bank account to buy the necessities, but that was pretty much all I could get. I'm not broke or anything like that, I just needed to save up my money for gas and a place to stay. But I couldn't live off of 1,075 dollars for the rest of my life. I would have to get a job wherever I'm going.

But I didn't care. I would sleep in my used Toyota if I had to. I just had to get away.

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A/N - Sorry that it's a little short. The next one is longer.