Chapter 2.3 - WHATS WRONG?

I wake up still in excruciating pain, I crawl over to my bed to help me stand, but as I stand my head start to feel very painful...

After a few minutes, the pain starts to fade away, I take my phone out of my pocket to find out, that I was unconscious for TWO HOURS!!!...

I start rushing to pack all my clothes in my suitcase-that I kept in my closet in case I need to run away from this place...

After I finish packing, I didn't have enough time to take a shower or brush my teeth, I needed to leave before he sees me again. I look out the window to see him busy talking to someone. This was a perfect time.

Even though he told me to move out, he would still make sure to abuse me before I leave this house, so I have to sneak out...

I grab my two suitcases and slowly tiptoe out of my room, down the stairs, and through the front door...

There were guards but they didn't think it was necessary to stop me, so sneaking was a lot easier.

Even though I'm still in pain I still managed to get out of the house...

I walk out of the gate and down the street to my car that I always park a little far from the house so my dad wouldn't notice it...

I put both suitcases in the trunk and sat behind the wheel, my body's aching but I couldn't let it get in the way of leaving this shithole-place...

A WHILE LATER:

I finally reach the hotel, I carefully stand up and walk over to the trunk to take out both of the suitcases...

I walk to my room-while everyone I pass by stops and stare at me, I was bleeding but not a lot...

Once I reach the room with my suitcase, I collapse onto the bed, and once again everything turns dark...