Jackie-

Dear Journal, I don't know whether this will be the last of me. I might make it, you know?

I fear for the worst after that call. Dad's coarse voice rang through the phone. It was a phone box number. He described what I was wearing. The guy I was with. Ash. Wonderful Ash.

I fucking dragged him into this. Dad'll kill him, too. If he can. I'm listening to Muse for the last time, I fear. Me and Ash love Muse.

Loved. I don't know.

What I do know is Ash gave me hope and made me feel better. I love him, I think.

I think I love him. And Dad, of course, has to ruin everything good.

I love you, Journal, and I love him. This is his, if he finds it.

I love you.

I watched the windows carefully. I had to see him coming. Mom didn't know he was coming. I hadn't woken her up yet to tell her. It was around ten at this point.

When was Ash gonna come?

And then I saw him running. Coming from his house. Dad had to have seen. He told me he keeps a knife in his sock and another in his jacket.

Dad. I saw him now.

He ran right past Dad. Ash ran before he could grab him.

I smiled, tears brimming my eyes.

Why was he saving me?

I unlocked the door, and as soon as he came in, I locked it.

"Do you have an escape plan?" He asked. I shook my head.

"We do have a back door. We can run out there and get to your house."

He looked at me, eyes filled with worry. They were a purplish color. Purple and light blue. His eyes were different, that's for sure...

"That might be a bit risky... And that could possibly put my family in danger, as well as yours. As in your Mom."

I smacked my forehead. "Shit! I forgot to wake her up!"

He looked at me, frustrated. "You forgot?"

"Yeah..."

"I'm gonna wake her up, then!"

And with that, he stormed back there.

"Ms. Thompsen! Your crazy-ass husband's escaped prison and he is, in fact, in this neighborhood at the moment!"

"WHAT?!" She roared. She woke up immediately, and ran out into the hall. There was a mix of terror and anger on her face. "YOU DIDN'T TELL ME!?"

"No time for that, Ms. Thompsen! Pardon me," he said. She was in her pyjamas, and he was bright red.

"I'm sorry...?"

"Ash, Ma'am."

"Call me Elli. That is my name, after all."

"Alright, Ms. Elli."

"I'm sorry, Ash... I don't want you to be dragged into this..."

"Ma'am, I'm here to help. We need to escape, and I have an idea... My window is still unlocked and we can all climb up the trellis... Or just go in the front door after we run to my house..."

"I do have a car. We can drive away."

"Ms. Elli, that is a great idea! I didn't even think of it!"

"Jackie, go get my keys. We need to go to his house."

"Alright, Mom," I said. He's wonderful. He helped us in our time of need...

He's going to put his whole family in danger... Oh no...

Why did he help us? We shouldn't be accepting...

Well, t'is too late, now...