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Hera's P.O.V

I woke up in a dark room. Dark room? I sat up and rubbed my eyes to get them to focus better. I scanned the area to see that I was in my room. I could see through the cracks of my blinds to see that it was night time.

   Then memories came back to me of what happened before I fell asleep. I threw the blanket off of me and ran around the house in search of at least one of my parents.

I opened the kitchen door and entered the room to reveal my father sitting at the table staring at the wall. A bottle was clutched in his hand and he seemed distant as he slumped in the chair. "Father?" I said a bit scared. My dad suddenly threw the bottle at the wall making me jump in fright and surprise.

The bottle shattered as it clashed with the wall and rained onto the floor. The house that was once filled with life is now deadly silent. I gulped scared of asking my question, "How is mom?"

My dad's teeth were clenched and veins popped out of his head in anger. He clutched his hand into a fist and slammed it on the table hard yelling, "Shut up! Don't ever talk about her ever again!"

I flinched and let out a squeak as tears ran down my face. He was drunk, there was no doubt about that but that doesn't mean that it still didn't hurt mentally. I ran out of the kitchen and went to my room. I heard my father yelling some horrible things at me as I ran to my room. I shut and locked the door then laid in my bed and cried myself to sleep.

   The next time I woke up, the sun was starting to rise. I was laying flat on my back and stared at the ceiling. When I tried to sit up, I couldn't move. I could breath and move my eyes but it was like my whole body was paralyzed. I tried to call for help but my mouth wouldn't produce any sound making me feel vulnerable.

   I was freaking out at this point and didn't know what to do. After a minute, I could feel my hands then the rest of me start to move from my frozen state. I whipped my body into sitting position feeling confused and scared of what just happened. I didn't know what that was and I hope it doesn't come again.

   Then slowly, my mind started to wander. My hate of the poor class grew, my mother dead, and seeing my father so broke was the limit. What was I, a fourteen year old rich girl going to do?

   An idea came to mind and for a second, I thought I was losing it. Yet, as time past, it started to enlighten me. Running away.

   I shook my head and thought that the plan was stupid. My father doesn't need to lose another loved one, it just wouldn't be fair. Yet, I can't live with my father when he is like this. What am I going to do, leave or stay?

If I stayed, then I might be abused, possibly a slave or......be killed. I shivered at the thought. Still, if I leave then I would have to fend for myself, work for food, be alone, and betray my father.

   I bit my lip in fear as I heard my father stomp past my room to his. Then the sound of a door slamming echoed in the house that I jumped. I calmed down when everything was quiet so quiet that my ear began to ring. I looked around my dark room dazed with blurry eyes from tears.

   I snapped out of my daydream state and got off my bed. I left my room quietly and went to get something to eat before my dad wakes up. I sneak into the kitchen and go into the pantry getting some cereal. There was a problem though, I was to short but I was able to get it down just not so quietly. The box of cereal fell to the ground and cereal spread across the floor.

   I froze and was not able to move from my spot. Right after that happened, immediately the sound of footsteps echoed through the house. I was to shocked and scared that I couldn't move like my feet were frozen to the ground. My father almost breaks down the door as he enters the kitchen.

   His crazed eyes landed on me with rage. "What did you do?!" He yelled mad. I wasn't able to reply from loss of words. "Clean it up!" He shouted which broke me from my frozen state. I knelt down and cleaned up the mess I made. After I was done, my father drags me to the backyard and ties a rope around my waist then the other end to a tree.

   "Dad," I said scared. "Shut up! You are going to pay for your actions!" He shouted making me feel smaller. Then he walked back into the house without another word leaving me out in the cold weather. I was just wearing some sweat pants and a t-shirt.

   I was cold and lost at the moment and cried. The question from earlier came to mind. Leave or stay? I made up my mind so I reached for the closest sharp thing and cut the rope. I stood up and ran inside to my room quietly. I can't live with my father like this so I'm going. I'm leaving.

   I packed some bags up and stole some money from the cookie jar. I hulled my luggage  and put them into an auto-drive car. I slammed the trunk then I was getting into the back seat of the car. "Car, take me to a place my father will never find me," I commanded and the car automatically did as I said.

I didn't know where I was going or where I would end up. Yet, if it was where my father will never find me and I could survive then it would be perfect.

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