Is This Home? (SEQUEL) ( #wattys2017 )

Chapter Twenty Three : runaway.

Leona's POV.

The next day , I went home.

I saw my dad on the sofa talking on the phone.

I started to listen.

"I gotta give her away?" He asked.

Give who away?

"Don't worry , she'll be back there by tomorrow. I promise." He said.

Maybe he wants to give me away to , John??

"Yes , yes. By 12pm." He said again and hung up.

"Dad?" I said.

My voice was shaky I don't know why.

"Leona? How long have you been standing there?" He asked.

"I just came." I said.

"Well , I'm bringing you out tomorrow. Does that make my girl happy?" He asked with a smile.

"Yeah , I'm just going to go to my room for awhile." I said and ran upstairs and locked my room door as I got in.

I opened up a small backpack and started packing up.

I only packed a few clothes , money and my electronics.

Before he sends me away , I better go away.

But where?

Obviously not Jasha..

Wait ,

My old family!

I'm sure they'll be happy to see me again.

I also saved my pocket money. I have like 620 , should be enough.

I thought as I opened my window and started to climb down slowly.

I ran to the nearest taxi stand and went to my old house address. I'm pretty sure they're still staying here.

I got out of the taxi and paid him.

He drove away as soon as I gave him the money , idiot.

"Mom?" I called out as I knocked the door.

The door handle started jiggling.

It opened up with a young girl.

"Sam?" She said.

"Emily?" I said with grin.

"Mom! Sam is home!" She yelled.

I heard footsteps and saw my beautiful mother.

Even if we're not related by blood , she took care of me like her own daughter.

"Oh my god , I missed you both so much!" I said and brought the both of them in a hug..

"We missed you to , Leona." Mom said.

I looked at her with a groan.

"Mom , you can call me Sam." I said.

"But that's not your name." She said.

"But it's the name you gave me." I said and walked inside the house.

"It's nice to be back home." I said as I went into my room.

It's just as I left it.

I miss this room. It had all kinds of memories.

I threw my bag on the bed started to walk around.

Suddenly , I heard my room door slam close.

I tried to open it but it was locked from the outside.

"Mom! Emily! Help!" I yelled.

"Shut the fuck up , bitch. You can't runaway now , can you?" Mom said as I heard Emily laugh.

"What? This is not funny. Please open up. Stop joking around." I yelled again.

"Hah. Thanks for falling into your own trap sam! " I heard Emily say.

I guess this is it.

I ended my own life.

I should've stayed with Messi.

He probably was talking about something else.

Then it hit me.

My phone ! I can call them and ask for help!