I ducked out of my window, a small backpack slung over my
shoulder, and climbed down the tree that stood tall by my room.
This was so risky. I hopped the fence from my backyard out into
the street. My boyfriend Brandon was in his car waiting for me.
Tonight we were sneaking out and running away together. My uppity
mother, way more concerned with her image and reputation than her
own daughter's happiness, would never let me be with him. But
I loved him so I had to do this.
“Your 10 minutes
late babe!” Brandon told me as I got into the
“Yeah, sorry. I had to wait for the drill sergeant to fall
asleep.” I explained. 'The Sergeant' is what I
called my mother.
want one?” He asked pulling out a pack of
“Sure,” I said as I took one and lit it. I took a few
breathes of it and threw it out the window. I couldn't
believe we were finally doing this, finally starting our life
My eyes started to close as Brandon took my hand and I fell
Randomly signed on again and found my cringey old stories. Anyone
else remember when posting chapters to short stories was a thing?
Think I'm gonna try writing this one again because I actually
like the original. If anyone is out there, give me a fave