The sunlight flitting through the window didn’t help my headache. It seemed like every morning I was waking up with a headache, or worse, if that was possible. To my surprise, Kale wasn’t up under my ass like usual.

I ran a hand through my blond hair, I had drooled in my sleep, making my hair stick to my face. I swung my legs over the side of the bed, yawing slightly, and feeling my jaw pop. I sighed lightly, chewing on my lip before standing up to go drag something half worth wearing out of my closet. Pff, like I had anything, Kale only dressed me in the most whorish, revealing, foul, disgusting and a bunch of other words I can’t think of to describe what he made me wear on a nightly basis.

I sighed as I tasted the metallic taste of blood, I always did that. I would bite down too hard on my lip, causing it to bleed. I shrugged and stood up and to my surprise, my legs didn’t feel at all wobbly.

I looked around the room; Kale was nowhere to be found. Yes, thank you god. I thought, scrambling around. I found a pair of cut-off jean shorts and a grey tank top; I didn’t even have enough time to put on a bra. I began to stuff clothes, well the ones that were still in good shape, into a plastic grocery bag. My cell began to ring; I cursed aloud and grabbed it off of the bedside table.

“Hello?” I asked, still running around the room, trying my hardest to get everything together before Kale walked in.

“Where the fuck are you Evan?!” Shouted Jimmy, his voice full of anger. I held the phone back a couple of inches from my ear.

“I’m getting stuff ready, don’t leave yet, please.” I begged, I heard Jimmy sigh.

"Hurry the fuck up Evan.”Was all he said, and he hung up.

I bit down on my lip, and grabbed a pair of white flip flops and ran out the door, there was no way in hell I was missing this opportunity.



My flip flops all but tripped me up when I busted through the coffee shop doors; I more than likely looked like a deer caught in the headlights, scared shitless and out of my wits. My eyes searched for Jimmy and after I spotted him, I began to flail like a fish out of water.

Jimmy stood up and walked towards me; I all but ran into his chest, wrapping my arms around his back, barely able to wrap my arms around him, but I didn’t care. A sob escaped my lips, I felt Jimmy’s arms wrap around me. I could feel a thousand eyes on me, but I didn’t care. Oh no, I felt right at peace here, in Jimmy’s arms. This is where I belonged, not in Kale’s cold, hard bed.

Jimmy pushed me away and held me at arm’s length. “Are you okay?” He asked, his eyes searching the bare skin for any sign of bruises or scars.

I nodded, “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. Let’s go, please.” I began to beg, feeling tears well up in my eyes. If Kale were to ever find out… I’d be in for it. No, I know what he would do; he wouldn’t stop until he found me and killed me. However he wanted to do that, I wasn’t going to stick around to find out.

“Are you sure? Do you have everything?” Jimmy asked, those beautiful blue eyes staring a question mark into me.

“I know where it is, besides, I don’t have much anyways.” I answered and it was beyond true, I had maybe enough clothes to last me three days which wasn’t much. Not to mention all my underwear was thongs and whatnot, a total pain in the ass to dig out of the crack of your ass after a long day.

“Okay, let’s go.” Jimmy said, I grabbed his hand and gripped it tightly. Jimmy flashed me a small smile and squeezed my hand reassuringly.

Freedom never tasted so good.