Run Away Txt Novels & Stories

Flora sprawled on the bed, her eyes closed, feeling too lazy to get up. She wished she had nowhere to go that day, she has a fashion shoot with her two friends Daisy and Kimora. She turned immediately she hear her phone buzz and rolled her eyes immediately she saw it was from Gregor. She has been ignoring his calls and texts and doesn’t want to talk to him. She’s definitely going to talk to him but not now, she wants him to feel hurt the way he made her feel.

If I stayed out of the roads as much as I can, then that will certainly reduce the chances of me running into someone that could report me back to Rowan. I glanced back at the small house I had just escaped from. It was right off the road in the middle of nowhere and some place no one would really have thought to look at but just to be safe I still needed to run as far away as possible. Pressing a hand delicately on my wound, I pushed forward trying to run through the trees. Blood was beginning to taint the white bandage running all around my waist, piercing through my dress but there was no way I was turning back. I had to get as far away from Pearl Town as possible. I was about to make ano

"You will pay dearly." "I...I..." I stammered, unable to form coherent words in the face of his fury. "So running away, are you?" Enid's tone was dripping with disdain as he looked me up and down with disgust. "I...I had to leave," I managed to choke out, my voice barely above a whisper. "Had to leave, did you?" Enid sneered, his lips curling up into a cruel smile. "And where do you plan on going, hm? Do you really think you can escape from me?"

I ignore Evren’s voice and do the only thing that I’m good at… run away. “Tabitha!” I rip my arm from Evren’s grasp when he tries to reach for me. I hear more people calling my name, maybe Jace, maybe my mom, but I don’t look back. I can’t look back. I need to get out of here! I don’t stop. I just run, pushing past the stone path. My aching heels scrape the edge of the gravel as I dart straight toward the trees beyond the estate. Away from the lights. Away from them all. The familiar spread of the woods welcome me as I dart towards the towering trees. It reminds me of the last time I went there, I was also trying to run away from the bullies who were chasing me.

Rumors has it that he never unveils his face since he turned twelve years of age,now I see why. He moved cautiously toward me. One step . Then another. but before he could get any closer, my survival instinct screams at me . I pushed the door open and ran. My legs moved as fast as they could until I got away. I ignored the confused stares from workers and guest as I rushed through the hall way. I didn’t even ask permission from the manager. All I knew is that I have to run away. Far away from the man with the scar. By the time I got to my small room,a sigh of relief left me, knowing he hadn’t chased after me.

'What are you going to do? "Run," I said, staring down at the pile of money. "Three years. I've saved enough. Time to find somewhere new."

Then he extended his hand in front of me, which I looked at in amazement. "Come with me." My surprise disappeared like a bubble because of what he said. And my body seemed to have a mind of its own because it automatically reached for his outstretched hand. "Let's run away," he said. And without any second thoughts, I nodded. LIKE what he had said, running away from your problems is not that bad. It is a way of escaping from this cruel reality... And escaping means freedom. And there's nothing wrong in chasing your freedom.

“We are not together; it is none of his business where I live.” “I will get the paperwork together.” “Thank you, I will see you tomorrow.” Here I go again, packing my car and leaving. This time I am running away from a place where I do not want to stay in. I am going to a place in the middle of nowhere in which I want to stay. I am not running from or to a man; I am running for me; I am looking for my own perfect life I really hope this is the last time I ever have to stop at this gas station. The only problem is that I have to stop in Tyler's town to fill up again if I don't want to run out of gas

Why legs? Why did you have to go and give out on me? You had to give in to the voice of this man now I’m sitting on the floor crawling away from him. Getting as far away as possible trying to maybe crawl to the door. I could feel his eyes on me as I tried to get away from him. Getting halfway to the door I quickly stood up sprinting to the door. This man had me running away from him. Never thought that I would run away from a man was always the other way around.

I yelled at her. “Go ahead. She won’t believe you. It’s your word against mine.” She said, folding her arms. Stupidly, I believed her. I should have told Luna Fran. I should have told Dad. But I didn’t want him to be unhappy again. That night, I ran away. Over the years, I have run away many times. Too many to count. But that was the first time. I run to my tree; I run to my friends’ houses. I run anywhere I can. Anywhere is better than being under the same roof as her!