I got inside the house later that night, slamming the door behind me, and I stomped up the stairs, heading for my room.

"Holly Elizabeth SInir, you stop right there young lady!" My father shouted behind me. "That is no way to act when out in public!" Oh, here comes the scolding.

"You see this face, Dad, it's the face of someone who doesn't give a fuck!" I screamed back at him. I was having a good day, the therapist made me pissed off, and now this just tops it all off!

"That is no way to speak to me, I am your father and I think I deserve more respect than that! You know what, I think maybe you weren't ready to go back to school, I think thjat maybe you need to take a break from the world." He shouted back at me.

"What are you gonna lock me up too Pops? Then you'll be no fucking better than them! I am a human fucking being, that mean's that you cannot lock me up like a god damn animal!" I don't really know where any of this was coming from. I could see that my words had hit a nerve, I saw hurt flicker in his eyes.

"You know what Holly, I've already called your grandmother and she agreed to let you stay with her for a little while."

"Wow, that's low, suddenly your only fucking daughter has mental problems because I was FUCKING KIDNAPPED and you want to send me away. You are all assholes! I'm just a problem to send away to live in the woods. Well, fine, you want me gone, consider it done, i'll pack and I'll be gone by tomorrow, send me off on a plane, I know you've wanted to since I got back. I HATE YOU, you guys are poor excuses for parents." I spat at them, disgust thick in my words. My mother burst out crying and ran for her bedroom in the basement and my father stormed out of the house, but I didn't really care. I was fucking done here. I would pack, go to school tomorrow and then be on my way to Bumfuck Nowhere.

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That morning I awoke to a pounding on my bedroom door. My father barged in and promptly told me that I was that morning and to get my shit and get out of his house. I quickly got dressed in some sweatpants and grabbed my suitcase, without a glance back I walked out of the house I grew grew up in. I had my huge sunglasses on to show them that I didn't give a fuck about leaving. I had my head phones plugged in, volume up, so I couldn't hear anything they tried to tell me.

I quickly shoved my bags into the trunk and climbed into the back seat, I guess that taxi driver already knew that I was going to the airport because he seemed to take off the second I got into the van. The driver seemed oddly familiar to me, I don't know why, I couldn't really place my finger on it... He had a hat on, pulled low, to block out the sun I was guessing, so I couldn't really see his eyes, but there was something about his smile that made a little bell go off in my head. Shrugging, I turned my music up higher and changed the music to some heavy metal letting it drown out everything around me.

I leaned back and closed my eyes, letting myself relax a bit considering it would be a long drive.

Suddenly I felt a warm trickle of breath on the ear. I cautiously raised one hand and pulled out one of my headphones.

"Oh Peanut, you don't know who much I've missed you." My heart practically stopped, that voice and that nickname sent chills to my very core.