FATE

Chapter 2

()()()()()()  ASHLYN’S POV  ()()()()()()

                When I wake up, the first thing I notice is my pounding headache and sore body. Why do I feel like total shit?! Then it all comes rushing back to me…Derek…the bathroom….him beating me….me blacking out. But I blacked out on the bathroom floor at school. How did I end up here?! When I look around I see the all too familiar sight of my front lawn and neighbors’ house.  So he beats me then dumps me on my front porch…thanx babe! Note the sarcasm. I get up, but my sore muscles protest. How long have I been out? My mom isn’t home so it’s before 8 o’clock. I pull out my phone to see that it’s 6:30 P.M.

As soon as I walk inside, I walk up to my room and pack my bags. I decide to run away today, because I had hit the end of my rope; I was done, if I didn’t get away from here, far away, soon, I don’t know what I’ll do. What happened today really sent me over the edge. I don’t know where I’m going but I’m going somewhere. Maybe I can go live with Josh? I think…..no, he would get too worried with me being still in California with Derek here. As I think, I pack. I pack all of my normal, everyday clothes, all shoes (heels, tennis shoes, sandals, etc.) 4 good evening dresses, 4 sun dresses, underwear and bras,  all my bathroom stuff, make up, flat iron, curing wand, my very important scrapbooks I made with Sofie (for memories, who knows how long it will be till I’m back here). In the end, looking at everything, I have enough to last me for quite some time, and if where I’m going has a washing machine, I will be good on everything…except food….I never thought of food….”DAMN IT!!!” I yell, how can I forget about the thing that you need to have every day. As I pack my carry on with all my chargers, laptop, iPad 2, and everything like that, that I don’t want in my other 4 suit cases and 1 duffle bag, I call Josh. He can help me.

        “Josh, I’m running away,” I spoke to my older brother over the phone “and I need your help.” My 26 year old brother is a doctor…very rich doctor I might add. That’s why I need his help, to get away from Derek. “What happened Ash?!” my brother breaths through that phone, his voice all shaky. He knows about every single thing Derek ever did to me. He had tried so hard to get me to come stay in his apartment as he was in school, but I knew that if I went, he would be too worried about me to focus on school. He has been working so hard to get to where he is now at his age and I didn’t want to be a burden. “Derek, he...he got real-really ma-mad and beat me s-so bad th-that I…I bl-blac-blacked ou-out!” I sobbed. “Ohhh no…..” was all Josh said. “Where are you going? I’m going to pay for everything; I just need to know where you’re going Ash.”

“London” I whisper. my mind going a mile a minute as I spit out the one place I have always dreamed of going to, just never did “I’m going to go to London Josh” I say louder.

“I should have known.” Josh says. I can hear the smile in his voice. He knows I have always wanted to go. “I will get a pent house/suite booked and as for the plane, do you want to take the jet or go to LAX? Either is fine Ash.”

“I will just do LAX there if that’s okay?” I say

“Of course that’s okay!” Josh exclaims. “I will text you all the details. Are you packed for a flight tonight or do you need to leave tomorrow?” Josh asks.

“I am 100% packed and ready to go, just get me away from here ASAP!” I say in a joking manner, but Josh knows there is seriousness to it.

“I will sis, and I will call a cab for you when I know the takeoff time and stuff, so all you have to do is finish any last minute packing, get ready for the flight, and then relax okay? Don’t stress, I will take care of everything. Ohhh one last thing, do you have that emergency Credit Card I gave you?”