Monte's POV :
*Flashback*
"...I'm sorry" I mutter to the stranger I bump into unintentionally, I can't see their face as my eyes are blurry from the burning tears I'm holding back so hard. I heard them scream and curse while I keep running and running away barefoot, I just want to get away from home as far as possible. I don't want to have to see any of them, I hate them both, I hate my mother and my father so much it's making me want to kill myself and end all of this pain I'm dealing with while I'm under their toxic roof. I want out! I'll do anything to never live with them anymore, but the truth is I don't have anything. I have no money in my pockets right now, I haven't even brought my cell phone with me when I left the house. God! I don't have shoes on and my feet are bleeding by now...
