Falling Through

Prologue- Emirice, age 16

Pain ignights in my belly as I watch him hold me, only moments after hurting me. Jackson holds my head in his lap as my body goes up in flames. "Please make it stop." I choke out around my sob, the plea falling on deaf ears. "Jackson, " I hoarsely whisper "why do you hurt me then hold me?" He shoves my head off his lap hitting the tile of my bedroom floor and standing; "Grow a pair Emirice, get up stop whining." His voice devoid of emotion again like he didn't bust my lip and, punch me in the stomach. I don't know why I endure this still but I know I need to run. I mouthed off an hour ago, which led to me getting my ass handed to me. So I do, I stand and grab the hardest thing I can find and swing. He goes down with a thunk and I start packing as soon as I make sure I didn't kill him. Stuffing everything useful into my backpack I write a short note for him, and my parents.            I love you don't come looking for me emmie.
The pain hits almost as hard as Jackson.I scramble downstairs into moms old Jeep, and don't look back. Two years I endured getting beaten and for an idiot who thought love, ment using fists instead of words. My body still hurts but adrenaline has taken over, I don't feel any pain but still taste my own blood in my mouth. Turning onto the road I look back at the house that homes my biggest secret; painful love from both parent and partner.I know I'll have to ditch the Jeep soon but, I savor the silence before speeding into the next chapter of my life, where I hopefully don't have to constantly look over my shoulder anymore. The open Carolina road leads me to my new destination; New York.