Run-Away

Jessica Skeeter was a normal 18 year old teenager. Besides the fact that her dad was an alcoholic and has been making her do drugs, alchohol and do illegal things for him. She has been beaten by him too and her body has been hurting her bigtime. She decides to run away from her dad and meets a sweet 19 year old teenager boy named Baxter, he took her under his wing and once he got to know her more, he beat her up and neclected her feelings and has tried to rape her a few times but failed. She then decides to run away from Baxter and meets 5 teen boys who all love her to death. She on the other hand never wanted to fall in love with anyone else because of Baxter. The boys all want to help her but one of them starts to lose their control. Will Baxter come for revenge? What will happen?

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4. Helping me.

"This time, I'd like to try something different as punishment." He looked really mischievious. " Yea, what I-Is it?" I asked with hope it wasn't killing me. "Take the hint." He started stripping. Oh no, no, He couldn't. No way. No fucking way. Please, this can't be happening. I quickly opened my window and jumped down from upstairs in my room and when I did, my foot, my left foot, it wasn't moving, It must be sprained or something, It hurt, so much. I thought between winces, then dad quickly put his housecoat and opened the front door. Crap, now i have to run on my wound. So I ran down the street with so much pain. It hurt so much, it was like 1000000 bee's stinging my heart, pain. But I could run rather than strip and ya, do that with my idiotic father any day. So I ran so far to the mall and ran into the alley. By now, dad wasn't chasing me anymore and I had just realised it. I sat down against the wall and took my shoes off to look at my feet. I moved my right foot in circles to feel some pain from running. Than I tried my left, it wouldn't move at all. Shit. I put my shoes back on and realised I missed something from my plan. Where will I stay? Who will help me? God damn it. Im so stupid!!! GRRRRRR.

Then someone came down the alley and noticed me. " Are you alright?" He asked walking closer and closer until he was right in front of me. I started to shake, who was it and was he gonna hurt me? " Please, it's ok, I won't hurt you." He told me and sat beside me. " Im Baxter." He said. "Your not going to hurt me?" I asked. " I promise." He said. Well okay... " I-Im Jessica." I studdered because I was shaking alot. Please Jess, stop shaking! He said, no promised he wouldn't hurt me. " What are you doing here?" I asked him with hope he just wanted to make sure I was okay and leave. I saw you run past me. Then some guy followed you." Oh, I see where he's going with his explanation. " Please, let me take you over to my house. I also noticed your left foot... It looked really hurt." Well if he wasn't going to hurt me then I guess so. " I-I guess?" I shivered. " Ok, I'll carry you so your foot doesn't go through more pain than it is..." He said than carried me Bridal style to his home and layed me on the couch. I winced at the pain of my left foot. "Oh, Im so sorry I-- No no, it's ok." I interrupted him. "if you say so. Are you hungry?" He asked me and hell yeah, I was. " Uhmm, sure." " He looked at me and my foot with concerned/Fear look in his eyes. " Ok, do you want cereal, grilled cheese uhh..."" I guess a grilled cheese." I said. The last time Ive had one of these was when mom was alive. Yes, and so you know, it's a loooooong time ago. " Thanks for helping me." Helping me.

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