Runaway

After receiving her punishment from the general himself, Cyllene was locked up in the attic starving herself to death. She even got a cold. Staring on the empty bunk bed in front of her till she heard a faint steps heading there.

She didn't move even after the person entered. It's one of the maids who has been assigned to bring a meal for her every supper. She put the plate on the table and switched the light on.

"Young Miss your supper is served"

"I don't have the appetite to eat"

"B-but-"

"Thank you Auntie"

"*sigh* just eat even just a little young miss. You're body is burning"

"I will. Don't worry. You can go now"

The old servant bowed her head and turned to leave. Ever since she was brought to the Generals place the person who took care of her was the servant who brought her food. She was the one who showed her that someone still cared for her.

Cyllene stood up and went to the mini table and saw a paper clipped under the glass of warm milk. Her brows creased and she decided to look at it later. She sat on the lying cushion and started to eat. After all the hours she spent on reading and learning a couple of languages and math equations, she knew she indeed needed to eat. When she finished her meal she grabbed the paper and opened it revealing a bunch of dollars folded and a letter stating that:

"My dear, I know how you suffered under the influence of the young Mistress. And it breaks my heart to see how you suffered silently. Cyllene, you are now old enough to know that you have to do something or else your life will be miserable. This is the only thing I can do to help you. I managed to save some money, I know this won't be enough to help you live your life away from this life. But dear you have to help yourself. I packed some clothes for you and also some necessary things to bring. All your papers and certificates are there and stuff like blankets and mini pillows are packed on the white handbag. I also packed some medicine and a couple of foods. Your phone, card, IDs and important things are there. My dear I know you are scared but you have to do this. I bought a ticket for you. You can use it and go to a place far from here. I will pray for safety my dearest. Be brave. -Emma"

Unable to react to the sudden happening, Cyllene sighed and blinked her tears away and smiled as she decided to follow the old lady's letter. She indeed has to start anew. And there she washed herself and prepared herself to run away.

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Leaning against the window of the bus she took. Starting from here she will no longer be the dull and boring Cyllene Galathea Enridth. Today 9th of April will be the birth of Cyllene Galathea Armonia.

After the long drive she reached the town Benson of Hamilton. She walked further and she stopped in front of a small apartment in a street. Deciding to stay there she entered the small apartment and walked in then asked for the person in charge. Then come across with a fat mid aged lady in a flowery dress and a bunch of curlers sticking on her hair.

"Girl what ya need?" The lady asked with a deep accent.

"Do you have an extra room for me?"

"We have one right there! Hey! Eliz!! We got a new fella here! And oh pretty lady no hunks allowed to stay during weekdays" she said and winked at the young lady with furrowed eyebrows. She smiled and followed the girl named Elliz.

"Runaway?"

"Huh!?"

"I mean did you run away from home? Bet your man left ya that's why you're alone" puzzled from the sudden questions Cyllene just shrugged her shoulders and entered the room.

"Thanks, Elliz right?" She said.

"Yup! And oh if you wanna bring your man get some permission!" She grinned and looked at her as if telling her not to be caught.

"Rich kids nowadays run away because of man" Elliz muttered and chuckled while operating her cell.

Cyllene didn't mind her statement and decided to prepare for bed. It was after all a long day . When she finished arranging her things she then removed her hair tie, washed her face and removed her bra and pants leaving her long tees on and underwear. She sleeps like that and no one cares. She locked her room and switched off the light leaving the light of the lamp beside her bed.

Slumped on her bed and soon dozed off to sleep. Running away is tiring. Tomorrow will be a long day and she already listed the things to do on her head. New life? Hmm looking forward to it.