there is one thing I am really good at.

Running.

Running away from my problems.

Running aways from facing them.

Running from every situation when I feel. When it scares me.

Exactly that's what I am doing right now. When I should have asked question about it from my parents, when I should have confronted them.

But here I am running, like my life depends on it.

Why?

Because it's easy.

Less painfull. When i don't know something I can handel it better, rather  than knowing the truth. When I know it will be harsh, brutal.
I looked around  my surrounding.

Where am I ?

sigh.

The only thing I know is that I am away from the four wall of ou- my father's mansion.

The sun has slept below the horizon  and hour ago taking away the little hope along itself. Now I am lost in the dark, silent night. The sky deprived with star and the moon.

My stomach grumbled reminding me that I haven't eaten anything since morning.
But I can surely survive another day without it thought I might passed out.
But my body has alway been  accustomed to it.
My eyes landed on the bench under the broken street light. I limped toward the bench. I pulled my knees closer to my chest, raising my head toward the sky.

I closed my eyes, the world of my mother flows through me, making me feel as if someone was wrapping a wet clothes around throat.

Making it hard for me to breath.

Was I really that bad?
Why they hate me so much that they want to hide me from the world, from my brothers?
Am I so ugly? That is why they don't want me.

I opened my eyes suddenly when I felt a drop of water fell down on my face. Then more than one.
Making me realised I am not the only one crying. The clouds felt heavy too.

Will they notice my presence? That I am not these? Or they will be just too busy too notice me? May be they realise tomorrow when my older sister will complain about how I didn't clean her room. Did not complete her chores.

I suddenly felt the urge to scream so louch that my ears stop hearing those noise, those word.

I stared at my feet for long enough to completely zone out.

" What are you doing here? This place isn't safe." The strangers voice pulled me back to reality.

The rain has stopped but when I looked up I realised it's the stranger who has sheltered me with his umbrella.

" Are you listening? Go home." The man speaks again making me gulp, I tried to push my knees more into my chest trying to be as small as possible. That nobody could see me.

But alas was it possible.

I blinked and tried to look at him.he was tall, making me scared more than before.

I rose to my full height of four eight. Then looked at the man, then at the lonely scary alley.

I felt his graze upon me, it wasn't uncomfortable but I did what I best at, when I don't know what I should do.

I ran.
" I won't harm you. it's not safe. Come back kid." His darkly delicate voice fell to my deaf ear.

I ran with every power in my body in the opposite direction, the darkness getting stronger and stronger, a weird smell burning my nose. I hear the man grumble.

I stopped in my track and took a long breath.

Just then I heard a slurry voice of drunk men, singing and cursing,  stumbling as they walk moving in my direction.
Mens. Three to be precise.

My eye met one of them a slow creepy expression plastering on his face. He surely can't see my eyes but can make out a child is alone in this alley.

They will kill me.

I haven't seen the world yet. Except the  few coffee shops, I passed by in the morning, a school and  an old lady laughing with her dog, a girl my age having a book. And a strage man with umbrella.

I wish to see more.

I guess you might know what I did now.

Exactly what I am good at.

I ran.

Again.

In the direction of the strange man holding the umbrella for me.

I looked back to check if the man where following me, when I crashed into something or more like into someone.

I realised it's the stranger.

I looked at his face and found him already looking at me. His raised his brows.

"Done."he asked his tone monotone.

" Now you better tell me were is your home I'll drop you there or you want me get you to the police station?" He raised his brows, his voice darkly like the characters in anime my older sister love to watch.

" No please." I begged my voice a whisper.

He bend down on his knees than with his one hand he sheltered me from the rain. He wasn't a older man, if you excluded his height he has a very boyish  face. Very much like my aunt Adela son. Our head maid who was the only kind person to me.

" You did something?" He question his voice still so hard to decipher.

I quickly shakes my head.

" Why are you doing here then?" What should I say I ran impulsively because I was angry at my family.

For treating me like a non existent object.

Will he understands??

Probably No.

So I just stayed still.

He sigh and pressed his eyes with his finger for a second before saying.

" Will you come to my house- for tonight? I mean no harm I promise. I can leave you here and you look in no mood to go anywhere else nor telling me about your address." even though his voice was same as before it has little softness laced in it. His eyes a little warm, not the blank like before.

I was inside the umbrella with him as we were walking on the footpath. The umbrella wasn't big enough to hide us both completely From the rain. He moved the umbrella to my side making his right shoulder getting wet in rain.
That's wrong it's his umbrella he shouldn't get wet in the rain because of me.

I moved a bit in order to get him inside the umbrella. He glanced at me cause I felt his stare.

" move back in."  He said- command,But I didn't. I continue walking. So,he again brought the umbrella closer to my side and kept walking.

I sighed.

Wait am I gonna trust a Stanger.

Do I have a choice?

No.

Then probably the answer to my first question is a yes.

Let's just flow with the moment.

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Crap oh I know their are lot of loop holes. Please use your intelligent brain and imagine things as you prefer.

I will get better with time well hope so.
Thanks for your precious time🤍