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If I have learned anything in this past year it is how to hide what I am. I have always been told to be proud and defy my priveledge, but this is the only time I broke that rule and honestly, I don't think I can go back. When living with randoms you need to wash the blood off before you enter the house, if you don't this will cause panic and the next thing you know you have some guy in a uniform frisking you and putting your wrists in restraints when you kick him in the throat for letting his hands wander.
" This is it, " I muttered to myself. I had put up with pretending for a year, but if there was one thing I could not stand, it was a fake. Can anyone spell hypocrite?
I looked out the window and saw my ' family ' in the back yard. I was up here alone because the society would be soiled by my presence as my pretend mother had said. She knew what I was, yet she made me pretend for her as well as, the family's reputation.
I had curled my lip in distaste after she left the room.
I bounded to my closet and grabbed a small bag that I could easily take on Firethorn with me. Yes, I gave my motorcycle a name, but she was my baby, and I didn't have to pretend when I was flying. I stuffed two pairs of jeans into the bag along with a few shirts. I thought about leaving my knives, but couldn't stand the idea of them falling into the wrong hands.
I replaced my tennis shoes with my gothic boots, the ones with the knife sheath hidden inside. I carefully slid the sharpened blade inside and looked through the rest of my weapons. Lucky I wore baggy clothes under my leather jacket because as I passed my
' father ' on the way out the door, he would have stopped me, being the assistant DA and all. He was also in charge making sure I kept my probation.
" Where are you going Jezabelle? "
I cringed, I hated it when he called me by my whole name. " Its Jez, and I'm going out. "
" When will you be back? "
" What is this? 20 question? "
" I'm just trying to be responsible, " I heard him mutter. " Where are you going? "
" No where you'll fit in. "
He looked like he was going to explode, his ears were purple. But I just strutted by him and slammed the front door behind me as I made my way down the long driveway to the shed where my baby was parked.
I took my time, they wouldn't come after me, they were too scared.
I swung my legs over, straddling the seat before kicking the bike to life. I grabbed the clutch and soon my " normal life was behind me. "
I was never going back. I had plans to stay witha friend, Ella would help me, if not I was stuck with Jake...
I tried not to think about it as I left the suburbs and roared for Atlanta.
" This is it, " I muttered to myself. I had put up with pretending for a year, but if there was one thing I could not stand, it was a fake. Can anyone spell hypocrite?
I looked out the window and saw my ' family ' in the back yard. I was up here alone because the society would be soiled by my presence as my pretend mother had said. She knew what I was, yet she made me pretend for her as well as, the family's reputation.
I had curled my lip in distaste after she left the room.
I bounded to my closet and grabbed a small bag that I could easily take on Firethorn with me. Yes, I gave my motorcycle a name, but she was my baby, and I didn't have to pretend when I was flying. I stuffed two pairs of jeans into the bag along with a few shirts. I thought about leaving my knives, but couldn't stand the idea of them falling into the wrong hands.
I replaced my tennis shoes with my gothic boots, the ones with the knife sheath hidden inside. I carefully slid the sharpened blade inside and looked through the rest of my weapons. Lucky I wore baggy clothes under my leather jacket because as I passed my
' father ' on the way out the door, he would have stopped me, being the assistant DA and all. He was also in charge making sure I kept my probation.
" Where are you going Jezabelle? "
I cringed, I hated it when he called me by my whole name. " Its Jez, and I'm going out. "
" When will you be back? "
" What is this? 20 question? "
" I'm just trying to be responsible, " I heard him mutter. " Where are you going? "
" No where you'll fit in. "
He looked like he was going to explode, his ears were purple. But I just strutted by him and slammed the front door behind me as I made my way down the long driveway to the shed where my baby was parked.
I took my time, they wouldn't come after me, they were too scared.
I swung my legs over, straddling the seat before kicking the bike to life. I grabbed the clutch and soon my " normal life was behind me. "
I was never going back. I had plans to stay witha friend, Ella would help me, if not I was stuck with Jake...
I tried not to think about it as I left the suburbs and roared for Atlanta.
Last edited by Hexy on Wed Jun 02, 2010 2:54 pm; edited 1 time in total
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