Prologue;
I walked into the kitchen brushing passed him, angrily. I was pissed. It was all his fault. All his fucking fault. It hurt to even think about what he did.
I fought back the tears threatening to fall. I couldn't handle him anymore, I need to get away from him. From what happened, from everyone. No one understood how much this took a toll on me. I wiped my eyes to dry the tears. I felt his hand rest on my shoulder.
I shrugged it off and walked out the door. I ignored his distant calls and picked up pace as I heard his footsteps behind me. The weather oddly matched my mood, gloomy,gray, and raining.
I heard the ground crunch under his steps he was catching up, I kept running as fast as I could, running from the pain I didn't need.
"Chelsee!"
Next thing I saw were bright lights and a car screeching to an immediate stop, everything suddenly went black. I couldn't hear or see. I was so scared, this was a nightmare.
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Teen FictionChelsee Andersun is your average person. Not knowing what to do in life, Chelsee does the most unthinkable things. After one night of untold misfortune and hate, Chelsee is gratefully thankful to her savior, that is..until she found out who her 'Kni...
