Lava Lamp Kisses and Burnt Skin

(Taylor’s POV)
“What do you mean?” Sam asked. “You’re 21. It’s not technically running away if you’re an adult.”
“Yeah, but if she still treats me like a child, than I can run away. And if the cops show up, than I can show my id, then they’ll let me go.” I said back. Where was this coming from, I didn’t know. All I knew was that I didn’t want to be in that house anymore.
“You know she’s gonna call the cops when she finds out you’re gone. She’s going to put up a fight to get you back in that house.” Sam said, walking up to me. I rolled my eyes.
“She put up a fight for 18 years to control my life. If you don’t let it get to you, what makes you think I can’t do it?” I said, standing up.
“It’s not that I don’t think you can. You have the power to do so, but I know what mom is capable of. And I don’t want that prick Mark to come after you. Which I know he will.” He said. I sighed. It was no use. I would never be able to go on tour with them. I couldn’t get away. I thought I could when I got a job in high school, but Mark kept showing up. Then I thought I could get away when I left for college. When I got denied the school I wanted, I had to go to a community college, 5 minutes down the road from this hell. No matter what I could do, they always found a way to keep a hold on my life. This time, I’m not going to let them do that.” I said pretty much in one breathe. I looked at Sam, and for once since tonight, he looked calm. The room was silence.
“Please say something? Like ‘Hey! Taylor, that’s a great idea!’ Or ‘Why not? We can bake cookies in our underwear!’ Something.” I begged. I soon was embraced by Sam. It took me back for a second, than I wrapped my arms around him.
“I’m really proud of you Taylor. Just know that I will be there always.” He said low enough so I only could hear. I smiled and hugged him harder. We let go after a few minutes and I looked at everyone else.
“So who’s ready to get my stuff packed?” I asked smiling.

-That Night-

“Okay we have a while until Mom and Mark get home. So we’ll go in, get what we need, and hurry out.” I said looking at Sam. We were at the house on the porch. Mom and Mark weren’t home. Probably out drinking and destroying their livers. I grabbed the key underneath the “rock” and unlocked the door. I was taken back by the smell of strong liquor mixed with garbage.
“I stopped cleaning for 1 day, and it’s already bad.” I said underneath my breath. I ran upstairs to my room, past the clothes my mother had on the stairs. I tripped over a pair of boots and hit my jaw on the railing for the stairs.
“Fuck!” I yelled and grabbed my jaw.
“You okay?” I heard downstairs.
“Yeah I’m fine.” I yelled back. I ran to my room and stopped. My door was pad locked. And I don’t know where it came from. “Sam! Get up here!” I yelled. I heard footsteps coming up behind me when they stopped.
“Shit. Who did this?” He asked.
“Who do you think? Now how am I supped to get into my room?” I asked sliding down the door frame. This can’t be happening.
“Wait a minute. Mike?!”
“Yeah?”
“Did you say you use to pick locks?” He said, while Mike was coming up the stairs.
“I still do. But when Vic forgets the keys to the house.” He laughed.
“Do you think you can pick the pad lock?” Sam asked. Mike scoffed.
“What do you take me for? A preschooler? That’s easy.” He said moving by Sam. It took all of 10 seconds for Mike to pick the lock. He turned around and brushed the ‘dirt’ off his shoulder. “You’re welcome.” He said. I smiled and hopped up. I gave him a hug and ran into my room.
“You’re my hero!” I yelled. I heard him laugh and I continued to throw clothes in two large bags of mine. I got all of my makeup together and my hair products. I grabbed three pairs of my shoes and threw them in my bag. I grabbed my book bag with my computer, charger, DS, phone charger and phone and ran down stairs. I dropped everything on the floor by the door.
“I’m ready.” I said out of breathe. We grabbed bags and ran out the door. We threw everything in the back of the car and piled in. Mike put the car in reverse and pulled out the driveway. I couldn’t help but smile. This was the start of my life. And this time, I was going to be in control .

Notes

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