Get Away

Alyssa saw the signs that she was in an abusive relationship, she just chose to ignore them. Now that she has run away with her abusive boyfriend Rey, she realizes that she needs to get away. But how will she do that when he's taken her miles away from home?

Now Alyssa is caught in the middle of a top-secret plan and some interesting people she never knew existed. Her life will never be normal again.
How will Alyssa survive in this new dangerous world she has stumbled into? And who is the stranger who continues to help her? And most importantly, why does he seem so familiar?

(This is my first story so please don't judge it too harshly. I put a lot of effort into this book.)


6. I don't need anyone else


   Rey's face was twisted in anger once again. I couldn't remember what he was angry over, but on the other hand he was always angry about something. Sometimes it was my stupidity but other times it was simply because there were no good shows on tv or his cereal had gotten soggy too quick. His anger was quick too. It didn't take long for him to get heated up.

   I was trying to stay a safe distance away from him in case he felt a violent need to take his anger out on something.

 This was how it had been for the past 5 days since we arrived at this dingy motel. Rey got angry at least 10 times a day and I got hit about half the time.

   I usually could manage to stay a safe distance away so that I wouldn't get harmed. But there were those times when I would be caught off guard and receive a nice new bruise. 

 "Why do people do this shit so much? I mean when I say not to bring all your buddies there's a reason." Ah yes. That was what Rey was angry about this time.  Some punk kids had bought drugs a few days ago and Rey warned them not to tell any of their friends about him. Of course they had and Rey was almost caught because of it. 

 "Rey." I said cautiously. I had to be careful but he needed to calm down. "Rey, at least you know not to get messed up with kids anymore." It was stupid of him to even sell to kids anyways, but I'd never tell him that. 

 "Are you trying to make me look bad?" Oh no. I could feel his anger surge towards me instead of the kids. 

 "We'll no! Of course not sweetie. It's just-"

 "Don't you dare try and make me look stupid or you'll be spending the night outside." I rolled my eyes when he wasn't looking. Rey could threaten to send me outside all he wanted. It would be better than what he actually did to me.

   "I'm sorry babe." I said. He returned to his rant and I decided to step outside.

   As soon as I stepped out the door, my phone started ringing. I checked the caller i.d. and saw that it was Stacy. 

 Stacy was maybe my only true friend back home. While everyone else only wanted to be friends with me because my parents were rich, Stacy had truly liked me. She actually didn't care that my parents were rich. She was the only other person who really understood me almost as much as Rey. 

 "Stacy!" I squealed into my phone. I could hear choked laughter. Was she crying?  "Alyssa. You haven't answered any of my text messages. A week! And then I hear from your parents that you've ran away with that asshole-"

 "Ahem." I interrupt. "First off. I've missed you so much! And it has not been a week yet. And I couldn't really talk to you because..." I cut off. Not sure if I could tell her the truth to why I couldn't have contacted her. 

 "Why? Please, Alyssa. I need to know what's going on." She sounded worried. Knowing Stacy, she was probably thinking of all the horrible things that Rey must have done to me. She had no idea.

   "I wasn't sure if you would like go to the police or whatever..." I mumbled. Stacy fell quiet. 

   "You know I wouldn't do that Lys." She said Seriously. I was glad she didn't sound angry, but I didn't hold my breath.

   "I know I just had to be absolutely positive no one would know where I was. And I knew if I talked to you that you would want to know where I was and I would tell you. I can't keep secrets from you, you know."

 She laughed then. "Okay. All is forgiven. But I miss you girl. When will I see you again?" That brought tears to my eyes.

   "I don't think you will." I said softly. I could almost hear her processing what I had just said. Before she could protest I hung up. 

 I sniffled and went back inside the motel room where Rey had hopefully calmed down. Rey is my life now. I don't need anyone else. 

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