Diffrent Paths.

The Times That Followed.

|Athena|
I had gripped tight in a hug with Cher; she sure the hell needed it. But the next month was hell. Her parents were angry when we took in their daughter, angry we were welcoming two "abominations" into our home.
Her parents set fire to my home. I was so pissed, but then I was told my parents were killed by that fire and I was alone. An eighteen year old and her seventeen year old girlfriend wouldn't make it far. So we had to run. And that's what we are doing in the middle of the night, standing under a street light, a months worth of clean clothes and about 100 dollars for the both of us. We stand, side by side, silence falling around us, gripping our suitcases tightly in our hands as the police drive off into the night. Our cell-phones buzzed in our pockets, the only sound in the quiet black night.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know they would..." Cher began, but I cut her off.
"Don't be sorry. You weren't wrong. They were. They are stupid. We got this. I think...we can maybe use our $100 for a hotel and get food from our friends. They'd definitely help us. We can make this work baby."
I look over at Cher and tears are welling in her eyes. I drop my suitcase and hug her as she begins to silently sob into my hair. I close my eyes. I whisper "I love you" to her in an effort to calm her tears. She laughs and pulls away.
"I love you too Athena. So much."
*Time Skip*
I smile into the darkness. I could keep her away from everyone. But that wouldn't help us get a job. We needed...smething. She snuggled into me, breathing normally again. She had had a breakdown when we made it to the room; she thought they'd find us. I was scared for her; she hasn't talked to me except for in her breakdowns. I don't know what I'm doing anymore; I'm following her lead. She's my everything and when she cries it hurts. But I'm scared.
I might be losing feelings. I had noticed it a month ago. When shit happened between us, she was so quick to leave the situation. Now that I'm all she has, I don't know what I'm doing and how I'll break things off. It sucks and I don't want to hut her, but I have no clue what I am anymore.

A/N:
How do you like it so far? I'm making things dark and gore-filled to spice things up. Later chapters, okay?
I'm going to make one of the girls do something. No clues, only foreshadowing!!!!