The Autumn Run Away

⚠️Warning ⚠️

This story contains mentions of suicide and running away. If you are sensitive to the topics please read with caution and read at your own risk. Thank you~

I walked through the door. I didnt bother to look up I just walked to my room with my head down. Ignoring my parents questioning. I went up the stairs and down the hall. I walked in the door and slammed it shut behind me. I looked around my room. My bed was against the far wall. The window resting above my desk on the left. To my right was my closet and my TV.

I stumbled to my desk and placed my homework onto the wooden surface. Looking up I saw my reflection in my window. I saw the cut lip and black eye. Remembering my day at school. I couldn't help but scoff at the fight I had.

I replayed the fight in my head. The girl pushing me aside. Me turning around and grabbing her by the hair to push her face first to the ground. Her turning around and punching me in the eye. Her nail cutting my lip and her yelling and arguing with me.

I shut my eyes tight and ignored the memories as I tried to think about the next day.

Tomorrow

I will run away from home.

I looked back up at my window to see past my reflection and into the backyard. I saw my little brother run around under the large oak tree. He was laughing and smiling as he jumped into a pile of yellow and red leaves from the ancient tree.

I watched as he looked up at me and as his smile slowly left his face and turned to a frown I couldn't help but turn away and stand. I walked to my closet and grabbed my over night bag.

I grabbed a bunch of sweat shirts and some shirts and pants. I put my gloves inside and my beanie along with my winter coat. I grabbed a box from under my bed and opened it up to start putting in my medicine. I put in some ibuprofen and Tylenol. I put some of my sleeping pills and pregnancy pills for my hormones. I put in some of my toiletries.

I walked downstairs leaving my bag in my room. I went to the kitchen and went to the pantry. I grabbed some gummies and chips. I grabbed some beef jerky for protein and I grabbed some water bottles and some tea cans.

I turned around with all my food and walked up to my room again quickly so my parents didnt see.

I walked into my room and layed the food and drinks onto my bed. I pulled my bag over and started putting everything in.

Finally I packed my hair brush and my favorite teddy bear from when I was a kid. I packed a small blanket and pillow along with my phone charger and earbuds and zipped the bag shut. It was heavy but it would keep me alive.

I hid the bag in my closet so my parents wouldn't find it and ask me questions. I planned on leaving tomorrow before anybody wakes up.

I layed back on my bed thinking about everybody at school and how they hate me and how they always reminded me of how much of a reject I was.

I turned to my side and took a breath. Suddenly my door burst open and my brother ran in. He jumped onto the bed and bounced making me bounce as well.

I growled in anger and turned around. I grabbed his ankle and pushed him off my bed. He landed on the ground and started crying. I scoffed and turned back around looking at the wall.

I heard my mom come in and take my brother out. Before long I fell asleep.

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I woke up and turned away from the wall. I looked to my window and saw the sun had gone down. I grabbed my phone and looked at the time. It was 3:29 AM. I groaned and got out of bed. I grabbed my hoodie and opened my closet. I grabbed my bag and began walking out of my room. I made it to the front door and walked out without hesitation. I shut and locked it behind me and walked down the street. I looked up and looked at the colors of the leaves as I walked.

I let my mind wonder to when my mom and I would make her cocoa for when my brother would come in from the cold autumn air.

Or when I would rake the leaves into a pile so my brother could jump into it and get the crisp leaves stuck in his hair.

I remembered catching a cold when I was younger from the brisk cold weather.

I hadnt realized I had begun crying until now. I slowly reached up and felt my damp cheek. I stopped walking to wipe away my tears.

I dont know why I am crying. I was leaving my family. Sure they were blood but I was the older sibling. So my parents cared to much about my brothers safety to even consider that I could be getting beat at school.

I had made it pretty far down the road. The sun was starting to come up in the horizon. I pulled my phone out and looked at the time again. It read 5:46 AM.

My brother would be waking up for school soon. And dad would be leaving for work in 30 minutes.

Without thinking I turned around and ran for home. I let more tears fall as my heart ached like no other. I raced to my house and burst through the door just in time to catch my dad before he left. He hugged me and kissed my forehead thanking god for bringing me back. I went inside and apologized to my brother for pushing him yesterday. I ran to my parents room and just crawled into bed with my mother.

I knew I would never run away again.