"GET OFF OF ME!" I scream as I kick him in the balls. He falls off of me and I run to my closet where my packed emergency bag is. I grab my jacket and my shoes as I run out of the house.

"LAYLA YOU BITCH!" He screams out but I just keep running. Tears sting my cheeks as I run through the cold night October air. I get far enough away and start to walk on the road. We live miles from the nearest town. Around us is miles of woods and forests.
I look up at the sky seeing the only light guiding me the moon.

It's a three quarter moon. And I admire its beauty.

I hear the sound of a car approaching from behind me and I duck into the brush. The car slows and I know it's him.

My step dad. I fucking hate him.

My mom married him 3 years ago. And from the moment I met him he had creep magnet all over him. All he does is drink, work on cars, and stare at me.

I couldn't wear shirts or a tank tops without him eye fucking me. It's creepy.

He'd always say inappropriate things too like "Layla you filled out nicely" or "I see big tits run in the family."

I turned 18 a couple months ago and ever since he's been worse.

He stares at me with his legs spread watching Nascar with a raging hard on. The other day he pinned me in the kitchen after he asked me to grab him a beer. I bent over in the fridge and he came up behind me and thrusted his hard on into my clothed ass.

I told my mom and she just waved it off making some excuse like "Well you know how tiny the kitchen is. Don't stick your butt out so much." Really? It's not my fault you married pervy Mc peepee?

My mom is a ER nurse so she works long hours. Most times she pulls a double shift and sleeps at the hospital, which leaves me and Mr. Pervy pants alone.

I swore if he tried anything again I'd leave. And he did.

I went to sleep in my room locking my door. But he must have picked the lock cause next thing I felt was his hands down my sweats and his fingers on my panties rubbing me. I jolted up and he laid on top of me. That's when I kicked him off of me.

And here I am. In the woods along the road. Trying to find shelter.

I walk on the dirt paths through the woods till I see a cabin in the distance. I walk over to it and see that no one is there. Hunting season just ended so all the hunters have left this area.

I pick the lock and walk in.

I see some cans of beer in the trash can and some packs of ramen noodles in the cupboard.

From the looks of it, the hunters left it as is last month when they left.

I hear my tummy grumble, so I turn on the propane lantern, grab a pack of noodles, and put a pot of hot water on.

I make the noodles then sit and watch a movie on my phone while I charge it. Once I finish, I put some logs into the fireplace to start a fire, then lay down on the bed and drift off to sleep.

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I wake to my alarm on my phone going off.
I jump up and grab my bag before I head back to the road. I walk a bit before I see the school bus approaching. I get on and take it to school.

I have one hour till school starts so I head to the gym and shower since the shower at the cabin didn't work.
After I'm done, I get dressed in clean clothes, brush my hair. Fix my makeup before walking to my first class.

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After lunch I head to my next class. Science.
I get to my class and sit down in the back of the room. I don't have many friends and kind of keep to myself.

I look up from my notebook and see the dark figure walk in. His hair is black and hangs in his face. He always wears all black and never talks to anyone.

I only know his name from the teacher. Jungkook, Jeon jungkook.

He sits in the back next to me and the class starts.

As the teacher talks, I feel a pair of eyes staring at me. I see through the corner of my eyes jungkook looking at me. I turn to look at him and he looks down. It's been like this all year.

"Good morning class! Today we will group up to do a project. We will be holding a science fair for our senior project. You will need to create something that will help the environment."

He picks out students to pair up and pairs me with jungkook.

We look at eachother but he turns away looking at his notebook. He's always writing or drawing in his notebook.

As soon as the bell rings I stop him before he leaves by pulling on his hoodie

"Wait!" I say and he stops and turns to face me. That's when I get a good look at his face.
He's gorgeous. Beautiful doe eyes, perfect skin. A mole under his
Pretty lips. He's just........ perfect.

"What?" He says in a soft baritone voice.

"We are partners for the project. We need to exchange info"

"I know where you live Layla"

My heart rate speeds up hearing how he knows not only where I live, but he knows my name. My insides stir and I feel my panties dampen.
He looks at me oddly and I see him sniffing. He probably has allergies.

"I,-I don't live there anymore"

He tilts his head looking at me quizzically.

"Here, I'll just give you my number." I say reaching for his hand. I pull it up and write my number on his hand. "Call me"

I say. He looks into my eyes sniffing again, then clutches his hand and walks away.