Sitting alone in a corner of my room, I listened as my parents argued over something that i didnt do. I had my hands over my ears so i could at least block out some of the shouting. But that wasn't good enough. I couls still hear them yelling no matter how much i tried. Crouching in a dark corner all alone with no one to comfort me or take me away from the house.

My name is Beth Pierce. I have lived most of my life through pain and agony;suffering through all of this with my little sister, Selena. Though she is off with a friend staying for the night. 'Lucky...' I think to myself as i continue to listen to my parents' argument.

Anger boiled up inside me as i clenched my fists tightly making them turn white. I suddenly snapped. I stood up an walked slowly out of my room and downstairs to where my parents were. I was able to be quiet enough so they wouldnt hear me coming.

"YOU LAZY A-" "-SHUT UP!!!!" I manage to yell, cutting my mother off. "JUST FUCKNG SHUT UP THE BOTH OF YOU!!!!!!" I felt my eyes sting but i simply refuse to let the tears fall. I must have caught my parents off guard as i interupt their argument. They look at me dumbfounded and shocked. I say nothing as i turn towards the family room and grab a jacket out of the closet and running out the door, slamming it behind me.

As im running, i hear my parents yelling out to me to come back. I ignore their pleas and keep running not looking once. I didnt want this. And im sure i didnt need it two weeks before my birthday. I kept running until my lungs were screaming for air. It felt like i was running for a good while until i finally did stop.

I had no idea where i was, but all i knew was that i stopped near some thick woods. I walk over to the edge of the thick woods hoping i could rest a little bit. 'What time is it anyways?' I asked myself in thought. I technically didnt have a phone thanks to my mother who refused to get me one in case of emergancies. But, i guess i would just have to rely on my insticts instead.

But what got my attention was that there was a black truck parked next to the side of the road. Looking around, i approach the truck keeping guard up at all times. You never know what could happen at night. Especially if you were alone.

I look at the truck and make observations about it. It was a GMC, my favorite kind of brand since i was little. The owner of the truck was nowhere to be found. It looked like it could take a whole lane, possibly more if that. I decided to observe on the inside, though there was probably nothing inside interesting anyways. I open the door and hop inside looking around and at thee detail inside the truck. "Cool....." i mutter to myself awe-stricken. I had to admit, this is one cool looking truck. Pity. I wanted this truck to be mine to drive around. But i cant leagaly drive it yet. So.....I'll have to wait instead.

Thinking it was probably the best optltion to head back home, i exit the black truck while grabbing my jacket in the process. I shut the passenger door and begin my way home. I didnt want to go home though. I would probably get engulfed with bear hugs and millions of questions once i got home. I shook off the thought and kept walking.

Not long after, i heard the sound of an engine behind me. It wasnt that far behind either. Feeling slightly uneasy, i sleeded up walking a bit faster. Only to have whatever behind speed up too. Without looking back once, i ran for my life trying to put as much distance between me and whatever care or truck was following me.

But luck was not on my side once i thought i have lost it way back....it followed me all the way home. But i did not look. I went straight to bed and falling in a deep sleep not knowing that the same black truck from earlier was the one that followed me all the way home.

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Hello! And thank you for sparing some of your time to read my story 'One Strange Love'! I am the original author of this story on Quotev. Since I had this account without publishing anything I thought that it would be a good time to publish my story on Wattpad. And as I said before, I do have a Quotev account. If you want to add a favorite, comment, or follow, please do so. My username is bethany is a Knucklehead. I love feedback from other writers that way I can make my story better. I also have other stories as well, so if you want you want you can read my other stories.

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