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.)


2. The Phone Call


She had never called me before. I only kept her number in my phone in case of emergencies. I was shocked to see that she even called. Did she return home to see that her daughter was missing? Or was she simply calling to ask her missing daughter to pick up milk on the way home? Since my mother never called me unless there was an emergency, which there never usually was, the latter didn't seem possible.
I breathed to calm myself before answering. Before I could say "hello", I heard a panicky voice on then other end of the line. "Alyssa! I've been so worried about you dear! Where are you? If you're at your friend's then you need to come home immediately dear."
"Uh hi, Mom." I said awkwardly. "I'm with Rey right no-"
"This late?" She cut me off. I quickly checked the time to see that it was only 7:30. Why was she acting like this?
"Well Mom, it's not actually that la-"
"I don't care, Alyssa! Just get home now! Something's happened."
I just stared out the window, saying nothing. What did she mean, "something's happened"? Was she talking about my running away? No. I don't think she would be very panicky about me running away. Plus, she would most likely not even notice. "What do you mean?" I half- whispered.
"I mean that Brian has gotten into drug-dealing, sweetheart." She had never called me sweetheart before and the sound of it made me a bit sick. "He has been arrested and we had to bail him out of jail. We need you to come home and talk to him, sweetie. You know he will only listen to you."
This was true. My younger brother Brian had been a sort of rebel ever since I could remember. Maybe that was why he got so much attention from our parents. It was no surprise to me that he had gotten into drug-dealing. And it was also no surprise that my mother only wanted me to come home to comfort her favorite child.
My brother always looked up to me. We were like best friends. When he refused to talk to our parents, he would spend hours chatting with me about his life. I guess being so close in age (only a little over a year apart) helped us to be so close.
I cleared my throat. "Mom, I'm not coming home."
"Oh that's okay Hun, but please be home as soon as you can! I really need you to talk to Brian for me and try to help him. I think he's in a new phase-" my mother rattled on about her newest theory as to why my brother didn't act like the perfect child they thought he was.
I looked over at Rey, who was not paying any attention to me, and found the confidence I needed to tell my mother that I in fact was not returning home any time soon. "About coming home-"
"Oh Alyssa I cannot believe your brother would do this. Is he seeking our attention? Maybe we need to spend more time with him." I covered my cell phone with my hand so my mother wouldn't hear my stifled laugh. More attention was the last thing my brother needed right now.
"Mom!" I practically yelled once I had contained myself. "I don't think I'm coming home." I snuck a glance at Rey. "Actually. No. I know I'm not coming home. I'm on the road with Rey. So don't expect to see me home any time soon. I don't think that will be a problem though since you already treat me like I'm invisible. Go on and take care of your favorite child now, I'm sure he's dying to have you smother him some more." And with that, I hung up.
I felt a bit guilty at first, but that went away quickly after Rey spoke. "What was that? I thought you wanted to speak your mind to her. Tell her off for ignoring you all them years."
I pouted. "I did." I said. In which he replied with a laugh.
"That sounded more like a heartfelt goodbye, not a 'I'm leavin' forever and by the way I hate you.' Kinda thing." He jokingly nudged my arm.
"Well maybe I didn't want to hurt her. She is my mother." I nudged him back. Just because he hated his parents didn't mean I had to also.
His laugh grew louder. "Oh Lissy. You've got a lot to learn." I wanted to say more but I knew the conversation had ended. So instead I silently watched out the window.

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