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I started packing my clothes into my duffel while my brother was knocking on my now locked door.

"Please answer me Emi, I didn't mean to hurt you.." Miguel spoke from the other side.

I scoffed and shook my head. It's been half an hour and my face still stings and the redness has yet to disappear.

I remembered Miguel saying that this Emilio guy would know about us leaving as soon as we loaded up our car so I'm taking my car which is parked in the backyard.

I'll worry about the consequences later.

I grabbed a second duffel and started pilling other things like my hygiene stuff and the picture I have of mom and dad.

I leave my phone on the side table and sling the two duffel bags over my shoulders.

I may be being a bit irrational but I'm not gonna stick around to find out what's gonna happen to me when The Hulk comes to get me in three weeks.

Hell. He could be incredibly abusive and slap me like my brother just did all the time. Again, I'm not gonna stick around to find out.

I open my window and jump out. I walk over to my car and put the duffel bags in the back of the car.

I run over to the gate and open it so I can leave as soon as I start the car.

As I'm walking back to the car I hear a loud bang coming from my room and that's when I remember... my brother has cameras and an alarm system so he knows when windows and gates are being opened.

I run into the car and start it. As I'm driving out the gate my brother storms out from the front door with a gun in hand.

He starts to shoot at my tires but I'm gone before he can get one.

I sigh in relief and then turn on my radio as I speed out of our neighborhood.

As I think about how I'm going to have the money to get around I remember, mom and dad left me a savings account that I'll have access to when I'm 18.

I'm 19.

I start to head to the bank when I hear a loud engine from behind me. I look in my mirror to see— surprise surprise— my brother.

I start to drive faster so I can get to the highway, not caring if I get pulled over.

Once I reach the highway we're both racing to get ahead. I step on the gas, the road becoming more and more of a blur as I go faster and faster.

Thank god the magical sound of a cop car behind me gets my attention.

I slow down and pull over while my brother does the same but makes sure to stop in front of me.

The cop comes walking up to my car and gestures for me to roll down my window.

"Sir I know I shouldn't have been going that fast but those two men were following me" I explain as I pointed to the big truck in front of me.

He nods his head "Wait right here ma'am" he says before walking over to Miguel's car.

Miguel's POV

The cop walks over to our car. "You two boys wanna tell me why you were following that young lady?"

I sigh "She's my sister sir. We're just trying to get her to come home before she does something stupid that she'll regret" I say to the officer.

"How old is she?" He asks as he crosses his arms. "Nineteen" I reply.

"Then by law son I can't do anything and neither can you. This isn't the way to get her to go back home." He says before starting to walk off.

"No sir! You don't understand I-" "Oh Son I understand perfectly" he says before letting up his sleeve to reveal a tattoo of a wolf which happens to be the sign of Emilio's gang.

The cop walks leaving me to stare at him in fear. "Please no! Please I'll get her to come home before Emilio comes to get her!" I plead.

"Orders are orders" he shrugs as he walks back over to Emily's car.

Emily's POV

The cop walks back over to my car and bends over to talk to my sitting figure.

"You're gonna have to come with me ma'am, and bring your things" He says calmly before straightening himself.

"Wait what, why?" I ask.

"You're a runaway, I'll have to bring you back to the office to file this in before taking you back to your brothers.

I groan and take my keys out of the ignition. I grab my things from the back and walk back over to the cop car.

"Can you give these to my brother?" I ask as I hand him my keys.

"Of course" he nods before letting me in the car and walking back over to my brothers.

That's when I remember.

"Wait a minute... I'm nineteen.. to do this I'd have to be sixteen" I mumble to myself.

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Sorry this chapter was short but next chapter will be longer I promise.

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