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Chapter 2 - What the hell!

Ok. Maybe I said to soon that I was a runaway. The moment I started running Flint sensed and within seconds he caught up to me.

Wow! I am dumb. Like I couldn't have waited a bit longer.

Gosh!!!!!

"Trying to run away from me? Eh?" He laughed loudly. And then he grabbed my chin tightly. "Do that again and you will be dead".

He gripped my hand tightly and shoved my bag in my hands.

He led me inside the house and took me to a room.

Then he started hitting me. He slapped my face, kicked me multiple times.

By the time I was done I was sobbing uncontrollably.

"I hope you won't do that again" He snarled.

He then locked me inside the room and started drinking with his friend.

"I have to run away

I whispered to myself.

I looked inside my duffle bag to see what I had brought. Inside there was a black hoodie, yellow sundress, a tie dye crop top, some cotton shorts, flip flops, a copy of Romeo and Juliet, some innerwear, a toothbrush, my favorite shower gel, and a scented shea and vanilla lotion. This all was good enough for running away.

Flint might be violent but he was dumb. I looked around the room. There was one small window in the corner of the room. I started pushing the window. Then suddenly it jerked open.

"Yes!" I whispered in victory. I slung the duffle back over my shoulder and jumped from the window landing on the ground lightly. And then I started running. I just went on running till the house was out of the view. Then I slowed my speed and started jogging. I must have been running for hours because now it was time for sunrise. I looked around for a stream and luckily saw one just a few meters ahead. I sighed in relief and moved towards it. There was no sign or roads or any other cottage. I was tired and I had to rest. I leaned over the water body to see my reflection. My golden blonde hair now was tangled everywhere and had dirt on it. My pink shirt and blue jeans were now torn in many places. My face had a blue bruise on its cheeks. My blue eyes looked tired and sad. My lips were a bit swollen

I splashed some water on my face and drank some. I walked for another hour when I finally saw a cottage. This cottage wasn't like the previous one.

This one looked well maintained. I ran towards the house. I went in front of the house and started knocking. No response. I even tried banging still no response.

Then I lowered my hand and twisted the knob. The door was now open. I walked inside the cottage to see it was really small. The hall hand one two-seater sofa in front of the well-lit fireplace a small television. The kitchen was just beside the hall. Which was also small.

But who would leave a house with an active fire? I was about to go further when I saw some moments beside me. A shadow moved suddenly. I turned around to see a man around my age. He had untidy brownish-black hair. Fair skin. A well-built body. But he had the most handsome face ever. He had green eyes a straight nose, some straight lips, and a square jawline. But he didn't look happy at all.

"Who are you? And how dare you enter my property" He bellowed.

"I need help. I am lost" I replied.

"Do you have any manner? Why the hell did you barge inside my house" He yelled.

"I tried knocking and banging several times".

"If someone doesn't respond to that it clearly means you are not welcome," He said glaring at me.

"Listen, I just need directions that's it. And after that, I will be out of your hair. I am just lost."I said trying to keep the anger out of my voice.

"Are you dumb? Look at yourself. Do you really think you will be able to make it that far?"

Okay. I have tried to keep my cool. But this guy is seriously being too rude.

"Why the hell do you care?" I snapped.

"If you die the police will come to the nearest place and of course that place is here. And I may get into trouble"

"Just give me the directions." I rolled my eyes.

"No"

"Okay, whatever. "

I started walking towards the door when something yanked my arm.

"What do you want?" I asked angrily.

"You can't leave" He replied.

"Then what the hell am I supposed to do?"

"My friend has my car. He will return soon. And then I will drop you myself."

"How soon is soon?" I asked curiously. I was finally free. I could now-

"1 month" He replied coldly.

"What! What I am supposed to do till then?" I shrieked.

"Stay here," He said while grimacing.

"Oh my god. Do I have a choice?" I said frustrated .

"Nope" He said shaking his head sternly.

I sighed . This was going to be one long moth.