I didn't know where I was going, I just knew I had to get as far away as I could.
My legs started to burn and I had finally ran out of breath.
I hadn't even realized I was back at the mini-mart Vincent had found me 6 years ago.
I look down and quickly realize the gun was still in my hand, I frantically looked around, making sure no one had seen it before shoving it into my backpack.
It was currently 11:11pm and I was once again homeless.
I couldn't hold my tears in any longer, so I didn't.
I let them all out, I didn't care who saw me.
I have stayed strong for the past 4 years of my life but I couldn't anymore.
I couldn't act like everything was okay when it very obviously wasn't.
I loved him.
I genuinely thought we would be together forever, but I was wrong.
So, so fucking wrong.
I had become so dependent on him that I wasn't able to see all the damage he was causing.
I let him do what ever he wanted to me because I loved him, and I thought he loved me too.
But he was just using me.
I feel so dirty, I'm discussed in myself.
I should've fought harder, I should've left sooner, but all of the I should've's don't exist anymore.
I can't travel back in time to stop my 14 year old self from going home with a 18 year old.
To even think I thanked god for Vincent makes my insides cringe.
I can longer think about what should've been and need to start thinking about what to do next.
I pull myself together once I realized Vincent was probably already looking for me.
Of course he would follow me, i have his money.
Money that he need to feed his addiction.
I know him well enough to know he will stop at nothing to get it back, this means I have to get as far away as I possibly can from Ontario.
I wiped my tear-stained cheeks and walked into the mini-mart.
I picked up some trail mix and a water bottle and headed to the counter to pay.
" do you guys have any maps you could sell me?" I ask the cashier that's around my age.
"You want a map?" The cashier laughs "no one has purchased a map here in a while, but, umm yes we do have some, their .50 cents" they inform me pulling one from under the counter
" I'll take it along with the trail mix and water please"
After paying I left the store and started to walk again, I don't know where to just yet, but where ever it ends up being, I will never let myself be manipulated by a man in my life again.
That's a promise.
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Hitchhiker • Grayson Dolan
Fanfiction"Need a ride?" Ines Hernandez hasn't had an easy life. She escaped an abusive household in search of something better, but instead found herself in something worse. After not being able to live another day in fear with her abusive boyfriend Vincent...