Chapter 1
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Emily's pov.
I grabbed the suitcase with trembling hands.
The only thought in my head was that I have to be quick as I ignored the growing tightness in my chest which refused to let me take a full breath.
"It's gonna be alright." I whispered to myself again thinking that maybe if I say it enough times, I might start to believe it.
I put all the necessary items into the suitcase quickly. After changing my clothes, I grabbed my handbag which already had everything I'd need.
Then I made my way to his room.
I went through his closet praying silently to find anything of value but had no luck. I checked the bedside drawers but had no luck there either.
It took everything in me to not scream out loud in frustration.
Then I looked through his jeans which I found on the bathroom floor and found a few rumpled hundred dollar bills in the pockets.
I breathed a sigh of relief. The ball of anxiety in my chest loosened just a little.
This along with the little money that I had managed to save up would be enough for me to leave this place. Finally.
I tucked all the new found money in my bag and grabbed all of my things. With my heart racing and hands shaking I unlocked the front door.
I had to walk a few miles to find a cab. I was wearing an old cap which I had found in my closet so as to hide my face. I hope I didn't look as sketchy as I felt.
It felt like I breathed for the first time in a very long while after getting into the cab. The relief was so palpable that I suddenly felt dizzy.
I ran away.
I was free now.
Almost.
My heart was still in my throat. The thought of him finding me crossed my mind and left me with more anxiety than I could deal with at the moment.
No. He won't. I reassured myself. I looked back and felt relieved when I didn't see any trace of him. The paranoia was running so deep in my veins that I could cry.
How could he follow me when he was out with his friends, probably drunk out of his mind. I reminded myself.
My thoughts drifted to the first and the last time I tried to escape and what followed after he caught me. A shiver ran down my spine when I thought of that night.
To say the ride to the airport was painful would be an understatement but I made it through.
As I made my way inside I started remembering the last time I was here. That time was so different from this one. It was when my parents had still been alive.
God, I missed them so much.
Their faces flashed in my mind and suddenly I felt like loneliest person in the world.
I probably was.
I had booked the ticket online and went to the service counter to get my boarding pass. The flight was an hour and half from now.
My leg was bouncing as I sat waiting in the waiting lounge. My heart was beating really fast and as the time passed by, it was getting more and more difficult for me to breathe. I tried to calm myself but nothing seemed to work and I knew nothing would. Not until I reached my destination.
