We pull up at my house, Richie and Isaac stay on the yard with guns, ready for another round of men to show up as I run into my house, heading for my room.

I sprint through my living room, sighing as my mother cooks in the kitchen and my father sits on the couch. I sigh.

This could get annoying.

"What are you doing back from school so early?" My mother asks, her voice shaking at the end of her sentence. I freeze in the middle of the stairs, glancing back to see my mother at the base of them and my father looking at me.

This really was the worst time for them to start over. I'm leaving all of this behind.

I suppress my smirk, blinking at them.

"It's none of your business. Just leave me alone." I say, jogging up the steps and slamming my door behind me. I run over to my closet, grabbing the handle of my suitcase and dragging it out behind me. A knock on the door stops me.

"Hey Aliza, can you talk to us?" My father's voice comes from the other side of the door. I sigh, laying a hand onto the door knob.

Let's just get this over with.

I open the door, pushing pass my dad as my suitcase storms behind me. I don't bother looking back.

He's probably stunned as fuck right now.

I grin.

"Where are you going with that?" My father finally says as my mother meets me at the top of the stairs. My grin fades.

She's in the way.

Just push her down the steps and she'd be gone.

Shut up, that's too messy.

"Honey, talk to us. Did you take your meds today? I can get them for you." My mother moves to go to the bathroom and I bursts out laughing.

My parents stare at me in the same frighten matter they have all my life. I didn't realize how much I had missed it.

"Just get out of the way. I don't want to leave here after hurting you. Actually, I'd be fine with it but I don't think the police would." I send her a smile and squeeze myself and my suitcase passed her stunned frame.

I skip down the stairs, a joyous rumbling behind me.

"Wait Aliza! Please talk to us. We're supposed to start over." My mother follows close behind me. I ignore her. I hop off the stairs and I'm pulled to a stop as my suitcase is halted.

I frown, glancing over my shoulder to see my mother hunching over the case.

I knew this would be annoying.

"I'm serious. Fuck off." I tug it. She stumbles, gaining her balance as I walk off.

"Aliza!" My father shouts. I freeze. My hand hovering over the knob.

"Thank you for raising me. Because you did such a shit job, I got to meet Isaac." My smile grows wide, as I crack open the door.

"You'll regret this. Y-you have a condition too unpredictable to track. I don't know who this Isaac kid is, but you need a lot of mental help. I'm serious, Aliza. You're a danger to others and yourself but you don't have to be. Please s-stay." My mother's chin quivers as she sobs, tears rolling off her face.

"Thanks for the tip, but I love how I am and so does Isaac." With that, I slam the door behind me. My skin cools as the breeze floats. Isaac's blue eyes follow me and I walk towards the car. My heart skips a beat.

I'm running away. Far away. Finally.

"Aliza please!" The black shiny car door opens and I jump in, tossing my suitcase into the backseat, sliding in next to it as Isaac sits in the passenger side seat now. I shut the gate.

"Drive." I smirk. The car roars to life as I sit back, ignoring my parents standing outside on our porch. We speed off.

I'm leaving. No more doctors, no more boring classmates, and no more boring life.

"It seemed hard to get away from them, your parents." Richie comments. I sigh.

"You have no idea." My hands sneak up behind Isaac's neck, grabbing either side of it. He flinches as I press down.

Would he push me off if I choked him like this?

"I already told you I like kinky stuff like this." He puts his hand on mine, stroking my fingers as I tighten my grip. A shiver goes through my body as I move closer to him, My cheek inches away from his.

He's...

"Fuck Isaac, I-"

"Cut that shit out! Did you guys forget I'm here too?" Richie frowns. I suck my teeth, letting go of Isaac's throat. He groans.

"I'll strangle you one day. For real." I say, crossing my arms and glaring at Richie through the front mirror. He glances back at me, his cheeks blushing red.

Huh?

"You only get to use your hands on me, Aliza." He grabs my hand, pulling me up against the back of his seat, between him and Richie.

What a baby.

"S-shut up. Anyway, we're staying in a motel. They'll find us eventually but it's better to keep moving." He mutters, turning onto the highway.

A motel? I was wondering where I could give Isaac his punishment.

"Where are we going? I mean, after all this?" Isaac asks, squeezing my hand.

"We'll have to outrun them and start over, I guess. If we survive." He answers, focusing back on the road as Isaac nods.

If we survive...

Sounds fun.
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