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Chapter One

 I fell down on my knees as I reread the sign repeatedly. This was the last thing I wanted, as now I was leaving the state. I was heading away from the only friends I have had in years and even more importantly Damon. My heart felt like it had just shattered into a million pieces at the thought of leaving him. I was so stupid to think that I could actually be like other people. With a place to call home, a family and all the other little simple things people have in life. I know I had most of that for a while, but then my so-called family put an end to that! I thought to my self angrily.

 However, here I am back on the road again, alone and broken hearted with nowhere to go. It was as if I was having Deja vu, as I was now exactly where I was six years ago. The only difference this time being, I had to leave to protect the one I loved.

I had two options, one was to go back and risk being caught by whoever is after me or even worse getting Damon killed. On the other hand, the second option is to listen to what they had told me and leave. At least if I take the latter option, I could save Damon, I thought to myself. If I manage to keep on the move every six or so months, I should be able to avoid getting caught, I told myself.

 After finally making my mind up, I started to walk in the opposite direction to Damon. Tears streamed down my face as I took one last look back at the place I called home. Placing a hand over my stomach protectively, I promised our baby that one day I would bring him or her back to their father.

I was so tempted to go back to Cherelle’s for help but I knew deep down that she wouldn’t let me go, so I kept on walking.

I must have been walking for at least a few hours before I seen anyone. Far in the distance, I could see a big illuminated sign saying, Welcome to WestlakeVillage. My heart sunk as stared at the sign,” this is it, this is my new life”, I told myself. However, feeling weak from hunger, I wanted to quit, but knowing I needed to keep going I started to walk. As before I could even find away of getting something to eat or drink, I needed to find away to get some clothes, as I knew I couldn’t walk through the village in my pyjamas. Just as I thought of that, I saw an old barn like building and just to the side in the distance was a washing line full of clothes. I made a run for it over towards the barn with my heart pounding frantically in my chest, at the fear of getting, caught.

 As I reached the side of the barn, I crouched down so I could check to make sure no body was about. Seeing it was all clear, I quickly ran up to the line and grabbed the nearest pieces of clothing to me. Pulling them off the line, I made a run for it, back to the side of the barn. Hearing a gun shot fired, my heart sped up even more and my hands became all calmly. “Run Sheena, just keep running” I repeatedly told myself. Nevertheless, flash backs of the night we were under attack kept popping into my head, I kept fighting them off knowing I needed to reach the barn.

Thinking that I had been caught, I curled myself up into a ball and held my breath. “What is it about trouble and me, it is as if I’m a magnet to it,” I thought to myself. After a minute or so, I peeped my head out the side of the barn, just enough so I could see them, but not to much so they could see me. Luckily, for me there were two men running in the opposite direction carrying big guns in their hands. “Thank god, they’re not after me”, I told myself as I began to calm down a bit. I started to quickly change into the clothes, which where a bit too big for me but I didn’t care.  I was just glad that I managed to put my trainers on before I left the house, as I knew that there was no way I could have found a pair out here. I started making my way back to the roadside that I had been following since I had left home.

 Looking at the road ahead of me, I could tell that this was a fishing village. Although I was scared stiff entering this un known place, I knew that I was doing was the right thing, as knowing that Damon would now be safe, kept me strong.

With every step I took my feet were throbbing with pain, I just wanted to sit down but I was so desperate for a wee I had to continue. Walking along the sidewalk, I kept an eye out for some public toilets and as soon as I spotted the toilets, I began running. With every step closer I got, I thought I was going to wet myself or even collapse from the severe pain that was now shooting through my feet. Making it to the entrance, I saw the door closed I tried pulling at the door but it was locked. I punched the door in pure frustration and desperation; I couldn’t believe that they had locked the toilets. “Damn,” I shouted to myself.

 I tried desperately to get in but there was no use. Squeezing my legs tighter together as I desperately tried to hold my pee in. Knowing I had no way at all of getting in there, I ran over to the men’s, lucky for me they were opened. Running into the nearest stall I quickly done my business, once I was done I opened the door, but hearing a mans voice had me closing it again. I slowly pulled the toilet seat down and sat on top with my knees pulled up into my chest, so no one would see my feet. My heart was pounding so hard, as flash backs of my past went through my head.

I was sitting there a while before they eventually left. Quickly opening the door, I ran straight over to the sinks. I felt so nervous just encase someone else would walk in, but I quickly cleaned myself up and had a drink of water. I didn’t waste a second, as soon as I was done I ran out. I left out a big breath as soon as I got outside, as the feeling of relief flowed through me.

I spent the rest of the day walking around the village. I had already found myself a place to stay tonight, It was no palace but at least it was dry and warm as that was all that mattered to me right now. I was just making my way back to the old boat I had found earlier when I spotted a notice on a restaurants window. Vacancies, staff needed, I thought about going in there but seeing my reflection in the window, I knew no one would offer me a job looking like this. I made a mental note to come back first thing tomorrow, to apply.

As soon as I reached the old run down boat, I walked in just enough so no one would be able to see me. After I rested for a while and the sun had set, I decided to go look for some food and clothes. I had noticed that they had a charity shop down the road, and knowing that people would usually leave bags of clothes outside, I thought that would be the best place to start.

As I approached the shop, I could see there were no bags left in the doorway so I decided to try around the back. Slowly and quietly, I made my way down the side ally where there were loads of bags stacked up. “Thank you god”, I said as I started to rummage through some of the bags. It took me ages rummaging through the bags, but it was worth it. As I even managed to find a suitcase and some towels as well as a lot of things.

Carrying the suitcase back up the sidewalk, my stomach started to rumble with hunger. I hadn’t had anything to eat since yesterday and I was starving. I started to look up and down the road as I tried to think of where I could get something to eat. I knew I would definitely find something to eat out the back of the restaurant, but I didn’t want to risk it, just encase I got caught. As that seems to be the only place that was recruiting staff at the minute. I left out a heavy sigh, as I realised that I wasn’t going to be eating tonight.

As soon as I got back in the boat, I pulled out some warm pyjamas and a couple of towels to throw over me. Lying down on a thick towel, I could still feel the hard wood boards under me.  Closing my eyes, I decided to try to get some sleep, but every time I closed them, my mind went straight to Damon. I could picture the sadness in his lovely chocolate brown eyes, feeling the tears escape my eyes I left them fall. “I love you Damon, night baby.” I whispered out to him, as I wrapped my arms tightly around my waist. I began to imagined that they where Damon’s arms wrapped around our baby and me, as I tried to find his comfort. Feeling so frustrated, lost and completely broken I wished that I had never found my family.

 I slept on and off all night as nightmares of this faceless person kept waking me up, along with picturing Damon running around frantically looking for me with Lee. Shaking that horrible feeling off me, I decided to go for a swim.

After going for a swim to clean myself, I got dressed.  I needed to go and see if I could get a job at the restaurant. After tying my hair up, I started walking to the public toilets. “I hope they’re open today,” I said to myself, and luckily for me they where. After making sure I looked good enough, I headed straight towards the restaurant.

As I entered the restaurant I saw an old stubby man behind the counter, I was feeling so nervous but knew I had to get this job no matter what. I walked confidently up to the counter and greeted the old man politely, after talking to him about the vacant position. He asked me to serve today as a trial, which I gladly accepted and went straight to work. I felt so happy that I had done this before as it was like a second nature to me now.

After a couple of hours of serving and taken orders, he happily gave me the job. I began screaming with excitement, well on the inside that is. I thanked him and then left, but just before I left he called me back, “Sheena, this is your wages for today” and with saying that he handed me some money and went back to work. On the way back to the boat, I grabbed some food and drinks from the local grocery store.

All that night and every night since I have cried myself to sleep and woke up by the nightmares. The tiredness was really starting to get to me and I was getting concerned for my unborn baby. Everyday I would try to make sure I ate the right food even though it was hard with the low wages I was on. I was missing Damon so much that every day I stood at the pay phone debating with my inner self whether to call him or not. My life was one big mess and right now to make my life even more confusing, I was standing in the doctor’s surgery to see how much it would cost me for a check up on the baby. The secretary was typing away at the computer as I waited for her to tell me, “Well dear it will cost fifty dollars to register then another hundred dollars to be seen” she replied. I look down at my hands nervously knowing damn well I had no way near that amount of money yet. I thanked the secretary and told her I will be back soon. As I walked out the door I felt someone close behind me,”hmm Sheena isn’t it?” the secretary asked from behind me. I nodded my head at her, she handed me some leaflets and left without another word she left. Glancing down at the leaflets in my hands I read the big bold writing, free maternity checkups drop in centre. Looking back at the doctor’s surgery, I had the erg to run in and hug her but knowing she had came outside to give me them made me think this was something she wasn’t meant to do. As soon, as I can I will definitely be buying her a thank you gift, I thought to myself as I carried on my way to work.

It has been six months now since I had left Damon and I am now heavily pregnant. Luckily for me, my life has been trouble free and when I mean trouble, I mean my family. I have been working every hour I could as well as saving every penny I got, well except from buying in food and essentials that is. I have been having regular check ups at the free drop in centre and everything was going as it should be for the baby and me.

The one thing Damon was adamant about was to keep the sex of the baby a surprise, so I have never asked and I don’t intend to either. All my free time is spent constantly thinking about what I am going to do once the baby is born, and still up to now, I have no clue.  I have thought about leaving the baby with Damon, but the fear of being alone again killed me. I know it sounds selfish, but I don’t think I could personally live on my own anymore; just the thought of being alone scared me. One thing I did know for sure though, was there is no way that I would be bringing my newborn baby into this world to live on this old shabby boat. I knew what I should do, but I was still not ready to give up, as I still had a couple of months to come up with something.

Walking along the sidewalk on my way to work I had a bad feeling flush through me; it was as if someone was watching me. I kept looking behind me but there was nobody there. A cold shiver ran down my spine as I kept looking around me. I know something bad is going to happen today, as I now trust my bad feeling more than anything!

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