Run Away Txt Novels & Stories

Rhoda and Rudolf's family life continues as a runaway, a family that flees from unfavorable situations. Rhoda passed out unexpectedly while walking near the jet with Rudolf and baby Robert. Rudolf cried, "Honey!" What exactly is your problem? "Rudolf inquires as he snatches Rhoda's body and drags it to the ground; Robert's face flushes as he shouts, "Mommy!" As he sat in his regular squat, Robert let out a loud scream.

And I can't stop until I find out what it is. "He said I shoud run away from you that I-I'm not s-safe with you."

So many regrets. But falling asleep like that never helps with my horrid dreams. And since Cara has prayed to Selene to make my first night here a terrible one, I do not think I will be escaping my nightmares tonight. Not that I have ever succeeded in escaping them for two years now. Two years after that night I ran away from my shelter. Two years after that night I ran away from the only person who was able to drive my nightmares back to hell with her presence. I chuckle sadly into my pillow. It is a fucking irony that the same person just prayed to Selene few minutes ago to make sure that I do not enjoy my first night of staying here. She cursed me to be tormented by my nightmares tonight.

"Let's just go now, we can catch the train back home." So, with a deep frown, I fled. I left Ross, the party, and Marco on their own and ran into the night sky. Now, where to next? I rushed out of the mansion, slipping through the gates and avoiding the photographers that had slowly begun to disperse. An array of goosebumps erupted across my exposed arms and even as I hugged my body close, they didn't leave. My teeth chattered and I allowed the brown of my hair to fall forward, covering my eyes. Shame oozed from me like a sponge if not from my disordered appearance but at the fact that I'd run away. With no phone, money, or company, besides the ghost of a dead boy, I was screwed.

Sebastian sped down the road, gripping the steering wheel so tight his knuckled turned white. When we made it back, Sebastian rushed to the back door to the alley by my apartment, while I went upstairs. The entire time, the thought of how ridiculous yet liberating and exciting the whole idea of actually running away was lingered in my mind. I never thought, it a million years I would willingly run away, to a completely different country with a man I had only known for one year. But I still stormed into my apartment, thankful to find Beth no where in sight; I couldn't bare to say goodbye to her in person.

" Runaway by Aurora played through her mind as she run through the bushes trying to get to a safe place. She had a mission to complete and no one was going to stop her from completing that mission. Why couldn't he love her like she did? Why did he lie to her that was beautiful and ended up with another? Why did he lead her on knowing she was just a fling? Why? Why? Why? Those questions run through her mind as she neared a stream. She squatted and scooped a handful of water drinking it thirsty. Just a stone throw from the stream, she saw the road, and a sign that read " A few hours away from New York City." she crossed the road and waited for a car to pass. She had changed out of her prison c

But that didn't stop me from running. All I want now is to run away. To go to a place where no one knows me and be alone. I know this is a big embarrassment, but I can't bear to be pitied for my situation. I've had enough of feeling pitied throughout my life. I stopped running when a car honked at me. It's Kyle! "What are you waiting for? A red carpet? Get in!" he grumpily greeted me. Without hesitation, I hopped into his car.

Eva shouted with conviction. Fernando looked at the little boy, who was hiding under the sheet, covering his eyes to avoid witnessing the adults’ argument. He simply shook his head and, with deep sadness, left the room. He sat in the waiting room and let the tears stream down his cheeks. He felt a profound despair for his situation. He wanted to run away, find Helen, ask for reconciliation, and fight together for their children. Even though that seemed like the most viable solution, it wasn’t as easy as it sounded, because she seemed to hate him with all her strength.

“I wish I could run away, Cara.” She regretted those words as soon as they were out of her lips. Hana wasn’t cut out for the real world. Her father might be a monster but was financially responsible. They never lacked. The first and last time she tried to run away, she had experienced an abandonment, a complete lack of wants. She couldn’t do that without a plan. A plan that involved getting her sister and mother out of this hellhole disguised as home. “You can,” Cara said. Her sister knelt by the tub with the tips of her golden hair sinking into the water. Cara looked more like their mum. But one thing the kids shared with their father was his big nose. “We can, Hana. We will go somewhere.”

If I didn’t know any better, I would say he was my father. But all of these were just assumptions, and I couldn’t continue living my life on those and wait for them to break my heart. This time, I was going to remain focused on my goal. I was going to protect my unborn child no matter what. A streak of pain swiped across my chest -not for David- but it hurt me to know that even the family that I was happy to be meeting all had secrets of their own. Leaving was certainly my best bet. I swallowed my emotions and turned to Esther. “I want to run as far away from here as possible. How can you help me without putting yourself in some kind of trouble?” I whispered.