Be My Summer Love

Two girls, Alyssa and Isabelle, run away in hopes of a better future. When they get into a car accident, they meet 5 boys that change their life.

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7. Im Sick and Tired of This

Isabelle POV
So here I am, I thought, alone on a Wednesday night. My parents are probaly gonna come home drunk and beat me and yell at me for something. Oh well, at least I finished my homework so now I can watch Friends. Then all of a sudden, I heard the someone opening the door, freaking out, thinking it's my parents.

The door opened and my brother, Jospeh, walked in, seeing my horrored expression, and asked," Why you so scared little sis?"

I let out a sigh of relief and answered," I thought you were mum and dad." He laughed and shook his head.

"It's not funny!" I protested.

"Well I'm sorry Belle." he says as he walks over and messes up my hair. I squeal, immediately trying to fix my hair back to how it was. He laughed again then went up to his room. I went back to watching TV until I heard the door being unlocked again. That time, I got stressed out again because I knew it was my parents.

My mum walked in first and instantly began to yell at me instantly. Then my dad stumbled in, clearly drunk, and walked over to the couch. I tried to just sit there and stay calm but I couldn't when I saw my dad take the belt from his pants. I knew what was coming next. He started to hit me and whip me with it, showing absolutely no mercy. I started to cry, which just made everything worse because my mum yelled at me louder and my dad beat me harder.

Joseph must have heard because he came downstairs and said something to my parents. I couldn't hear him because the pain was too much for me to handle at once. Both my parents stopped and looked at him. My parents adored him. They only wanted one kid and that was Joseph. I, on the other hand, was a complete mistake whoch they have never failed to tell me almost every day. 

My brother continued talking to them, completely ignoring me so I ran up the stairs into my bedroom as quietly as possible. I grabbed my prepacked suitcase which was hidden under my bed. I had been planning on leaving for a while and was just waiting for something to tell me to go. I figured this was it. I was about to climb out my window when I realized I would probably need more money than all that I had which was £10. I snuck into my parents' room and got into my Dad's desk. I opened the top drawer and pulled out his wallet. I took about £200, knowing that I would never see them again so why not just take it all. 

I went back into my room and grabbed my phone. I opened my window then jumped out, landing on a few glass shards that were probably from one of my dad's beers. My arms were bleeding but I knew I didn't have that much time so I couldn't worry about them right then. I ran to Alyssa's house as fast as my feet could carry me. I knocked on her door multiple times before her door opened, revealing her older brother Parker.

"Oh my god," He saw my arms. "I'll go get Alyssa." He ran up the stairs, skipping every other step to go quicker. It was less than 30 seconds before both him and Alyssa were charging down the stairs. 

"Thank you," I said as she examined my arm. 

"Why are you thanking me?" 

"Just for being my only friend, for always being here," I answered pathetically. She took care of the glass and bandaged my bloody arms. Once Alyssa's brother left Alyssa had the idea to leave since school was out and everything. It didn't sound like a bad plan but we had absolutely no idea where we'd go and neither of us had much money. It was better than nothing though. Alyssa packed a suitcase and put our stuff in the trunk of her car. My parents never let me have a car. They knew if I did have one, I'd run away in a heartbeat and they wouldn't be able to beat me. 

We drove for hours and both of us were already so worn out. There was a lot of commotion on the highway so it was harder for Alyssa to drive. She started to switch lanes to get away from it but a car came out from our right doing the same thing, smacking into the side of our car. 

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