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My mother will be harder to win back, but I don’t care. I’m not above groveling at this point. I’m not above sleeping on the front porch if that’s what it comes down to. I need them now more than ever before.
I need the freedom I had that I was too blind to see.
Freedom.
My panting increases as I struggle to catch my breath.
I can almost taste the freedom.
Freedom to do as I wish, when I wish, with whom I wish.
A dull laugh stifles in my throat.
Those were the exact reasons I gave when I chose to embrace the lifestyle in Paradise.
So many lies.
So many bad bad things they made me do, that they did to me.
I hate them.
I hope they rot in Hell.
My foot catches on a root, and I stumble, nearly falling. Panic surges in me anew. I can’t slow down, not even for a second.
I think of my parents out there somewhere, possibly still searching for me.
Do they know what I’ve gotten myself into? Maybe they think I died all those years ago.
The guilt gnaws at me, but right now it’s overshadowed by the primal urge to survive.
The chilling sound of a branch snapping echoes from behind.
“They know,” I pant.
Too close.
I push myself harder, faster, and choose to ignore my burning lungs and legs screaming in protest.
The quiet solace of the night is something I once found comforting, and yet now it seems menacing, each rustle and whisper igniting the fear within me.
My foot catches on a branch this time.
A hand grasps my shoulder, yanking me back with horrifying strength, and I spin around to see my nightmare come to life, that red hood covering his features.
My breath catches in my throat.
“You can’t outrun your destiny,” he says, his words slicing through the night air like a knife.
My heart sinks because right now there are no truer words.
He grips his hands around my neck, and try as I might to fight him, I’m helpless to evict him. His grip is unrelenting.
Whoever the hell he is, I hate him.
My fingers claw at his arms, his hands, his neck.
Can’t breathe.
