Y/N pressed her back against the wall, peaking over the wall for any sign of a living soul around.

She smiled when she saw that there was no one around, quickly running over to hide herself just in case there was someone wondering around.

She looks over at the guards by the main gates, tracing any signs of distress in response of possibly seeing her.

It was obvious the other was suspicious as they looked around for something that he doesn't quite know what.

She quickly dispatches on watching, sprinting over to the second floor of the school, quietly passing through several classrooms that had students and teachers in it.

Once she passed them, she made her way up to the very top of the school. The rooftop, It was one of the very best second choices to skip classes or school.

Almost every best second choice for the schools she went through. She slowed down her pace as she walked over to the edge, observing the pipes, metals and any possible object to hold her weight with.

She looks down unto the ground, trying to comprehend her distance within the ground.
It looked risky and the pipes looked thin, even with the slightest movement can break it.

She chuckled to herself, "Now or never Y/N" she smiled. She dropped herself off of the edge of the roof, her feet landing on a thin yet sturdy metal as she held unto the pipe.

With almost having to fall to her death, she jumped down to the ground once she reached a safe distance with the ground. She wipes her face as she darts her eyes left and right.

And she ran out of school by another route, making sure she wouldn't be seen by the guards.

             XoxOXoxOXoxOXox

She hopped under the rails, sitting down at the rooftop of the building. Her feet dangling unto the edge as she watched the sky with the buildings and houses the were joining the scenery. Its funny how big things come small with distance.

She closed her eyes, inhaling the air as she tries to clear her head with memories she doesn't want to remember.

Times where she was weak, she had to get away no matter what was happening. She would never break down unto tears in front of everyone, not ever again.

Her phone began to ring

She took out her phone, scoffing as she rolled her eyes at the caller that was calling her. It was her mother. She placed her phone down beside her after declining the call.

After this, several more calls from her was being received by Y/N. She continued to ignore her calls, she wasn't really helping with what shes feeling right now.

She was expecting several more calls from her mother, only to have it silenced. Huh, that was new. She wondered as she picked up her phone and looked at it.

17 missed calls.

She was about to place her phone down, not until she heard her phone go off. A text message from her mother. She furrowed her brows as she read it aloud, "Y/N sweetie, Im sorry mom is sorry, I didn't mean to" with several more with, "I regret it, please Im so sorry"

She hesitated, but she read through her texts. Each and every second she was reading, she was breaking.

"Y/N, This is Your Mom. Im sorry for everything Ive caused you, I know it was hard for you but it was hard for me too. We only have each other! Please come home, I miss you so much. I didn't mean to harm you that time, your father just got the best of my anger and i let it out on you. It won't happen again"

She drops her phone beside her, sighing deeply. "She said that it wont happen ever again just like the last time.." she muttered to herself. She couldn't believe her mother anymore. Ever since she knew, she had an awful family. She was an only child with her alcoholic and slut picking father that wasn't contented with her mother.

Her mother was kind, courageous and despite getting abused by her husband she manages to stand up for herself and her daughter. Y/N had always adored her for her brave act and kind actions. She wanted to be like her mother, she wanted to take her mother out of her father's territory and live happily with her.

Her mother was the hero of her life, and she swore that no one were to hurt her as she swore for no one to hurt her daughter. Despite the abuse, her mother tried to keep her fun and joyous childhood for Y/N, and she loved her dearly.

Y/N sniffed, hugging herself as she thought about this. "Stop crying over it, its the past.. she wont come back" Her father might be alcoholic and a womanizer, he still wanted the best for his daughter.

She were to be forced to be someone she isn't, her father was trying to sculpt her just like his own sculpture. To take over the company, to have her fathers name in pride with her prosper. To be the best amongst people, to have power, to gain power and force power in her hands.

Parents were the opposite of each other, Her mother would create her happiness and her father would destroy it. Her mother was so busy trying to maintain her daughter's joy, she slowly corrupted.

Y/N wished her mother would never leave her, the happiness of her complicated life. Until she snapped, starting to cry into a room, drink a load amounts of alcohol and hurt her own daughter by anger, grief for her husband.

Thats when she ran away from her home, that now she called hell. Her father only used her as to be the heir to his position and make the company prosper more and have more power in their hands, Her mother broke her trust, love and joy.

She huddled and cradled herself in tears, the sudden feeling of weakness made her disgusted with herself. She would go back to the shattered glass, blood scattered on the floor and a dark lit house that had an aura of hell with the devil himself in it.

She began sobbing, stupid thoughts running through her head, around and around. Millions of negativity and hatred, she thought about ending it now as she looked into the mellows of the city, suddenly remembering she was on top of a building.

She sucked in a breath at the sound of footsteps, wiping her face immediately and sniffing. "Y/N?" The footsteps stopped, still quite far away to reach her.

She turned her head to look, freezing as she saw dust standing there with a questionable look, that soon turned to a sudden flash of worry and guilt.

He steps forwards as she picked herself off the ground and facing him, blank tear stained face as she continued to look at him, "Y/N ar—" She ran as fast as she can, wrapping her arms around his waist and diving into his body.

She quickly dug her head into his chest, closing her eyes tightly, her grip on his waist tightening hard as she sulked and sobbed into him. Dust was shocked and surprised, the unexpected happened. His arms were hesitating to wrap back into her body.

Although when he heard her cry out a muffled scream, he wrapped his arms around her, a hand holding the back of her head and her waist, not hesitated one bit. He tightened his grip on her, trying to make her feel better by this, leaning his head forwards as he softly kissed her head, shushing her sobs and cries. Leaning his head to rest on top of hers while caressing her head.

Have some fluff and a little back story of Y/N as to why she acts the way she does.
This book (and other books) is on Hiatus, meaning there will be very minimal updates due to lost of ideas , a large writers block, school

Although I hope you enjoyed this chapter!
Hope you'll have patience to wait for the next update;; W ;;