Run Away Child

I wasn't ready

"It’s time to get up. Dinner is ready and we have friends over.”

“Okay.”

I walked to the kitchen and continued cooking. The group was sitting at the island watching me cook and talked with me till Jordan walked in. He walked over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist and held me while I cooked. 

“So how are you feeling Jordan?”

Mirza wanted to break the silence which I think is a great idea. 

“I’ve been better. I’m not too upset about what happened anymore. I’m more upset about the look on Sophia’s face when I went after him. She looked terrified.”

“I wasn’t terrified of you Jordan. We already talked about this.”

“The look on your face said something else.”

“It might have but I wasn’t. I was scared that you were going to kill him and lose everything.”

“I know.”

I turned around and looked at him.

“Then stop thinking that I was scared of you because I will never be scared of you. I trust you too much.”

“I just don’t want to be the person that reminds you of Geo.”

“You will never remind me of him. You are better than him in every way.”

I pulled his face closer and kissed him. Brandon coughed to get out attention.

“Just reminding you two that we are still here.”

Everyone started laughing.

“I feel like i’m the only person here that doesn’t know who Geo is.”

Mirza looked at him.

“You are. You have to get closer to the inner circle in order to know who that is.”

“And who all is in the inner circle?”

“Everyone in this kitchen.”

“And Ollie was but he is no longer allowed around us.”

“Right. But still, you have to get way closer to us because we were all a crew even before Jordan and Sophia were dating. We were all the inner circle and we didn’t let anyone else in but then Ollie got super close with Kyle to the point they were like brothers. So we let him in and we all told him our deepest, darkest secrets and now look at where we are.” 

“If he starts telling people about Geo I swear to God I will kill him.”

“I know Jordan. We all will.”

“He would have to be seriously messed up in the head in order to start telling people about that.”

Brandon looked around at all of us.

“I’m just going to guess that Geo was a member of the group but did something really messed up to Sophia?”

“He wasn’t in the group. He never was and never will be.”

“Okay. So who was he?”

“I looked at Mirza and Jordan. Kyle looked down and shook his head. Mirza bit her lip nervously and looked at me basically saying that she had no clue what to do. Jordan looked at me with conflicted eyes. He didn’t know what to do either.

“How about this, a deep, dark secret for a deep dark secret. Something that no one knows about you so we know that you are serious.”

He looked at me trying to figure out if I were being serious or not.

“Deal.”

“Okay, so what is your deepest, darkest secret?”

“I was adopted.”

We looked at him trying to see if he were joking. He wasn’t.

“My parents adopted me when I was seven months old. I found out a year ago when I was going through some papers in the attic and that’s how I found out. I haven’t told my parents that I know.”

He took a deep breath and that’s how I knew that it was his darkest secret. He shared something dark and deep with us.

“I don’t know what to say.”

“I know. It’s okay.”

He took another deep breath.

“Your turn.”

I forgot that I had to tell him about Geo. The sheer thought about him makes my blood run cold.

“A few years back I was dating this guy and his name was Geo. We dated for a few months then he started hitting me then started taking advantage of me and I was too scared to say anything about it because I was scared that he was going to kill me. One day Jordan witnessed him hitting me and took me to the hospital. Geo left town and I thought he was running from the cops but he was actually running from Jordan and my brothers.”

I took a shaky breath and started getting flashbacks. I remembered how hard he would slap me. How he would throw things at my and would leave scars all over my body. How he grabbed me when he was angry and throw me against the wall and touch me. How he would put his hand over my mouth to silence my begging. Me screaming his name and begging him to stop but he never did.

How he would leave me on the bed, shaking and crying, telling me that I deserved worse and that if anyone asked I would have to tell them that we like it rough or I got in a fight. I was ready to cry but Jordan pulled me into his arms and started rubbing my back and arms to calm me down.

Jordan finished for me.

“She started taking boxing classes and training to defend herself in case he came back. The whole time they were together she never showed much skin to cover the bruises and scars. She’s slowly starting to regain confidence in herself and starting to show more and more skin so that’s why I don’t get mad when she wears shorter clothing. Because I’m happy she’s confident to wear those things again.”

Kyle finished for him.

“Jordan and I were her main support systems throughout everything. A little while later Mirza moved here and they became practically sisters. They went everywhere together so she told Mirza about it and Mirza wanted to kill Geo too. Even when they fell off for a little while Mirza didn’t say anything about it to anyone.”

“Why would I? It’s messed up and no matter how mad we are at each other, i’m taking it to my grave.”

Brandon looked at all of us in shock. 

“I don’t know what to say. I know if I say that I’m sorry it happened to you it won't mean much. But you shouldn’t have had to go through that.”

“It’s in the past now. I’m happy and he isn’t coming back so that’s all that matters.”

“Good because if he does.” Jordan picked me up and sat me on the counter. “I’ll kill him.”

He kissed me and gave me a hug. He took a step back and let me get off of the counter. I went back to cooking then Kyle connected his phone to the speakers and started playing music. We goofed around for a little bit before there was a knock at the door. I opened the door and saw Marcus.

“What are you doing here?”

“We need to talk.”

“About?”

“The fact that you left.”

“Can we not do this right now?”

Jordan shouted from the kitchen, “Sophia, who’s at the door?”

Marcus looked at me.

“Why is there a boy here?”

Jordan walked into the living room and immediately noticed that I was uncomfortable. 

“Sophia, who’s this?”

“This is Marcus, my step dad.”

Jordan walked up and slipped his hand into mine and gave me a reassuring squeeze saying that everything was going to be okay.

“My name’s Jordan. I’m Sophia’s boyfriend. I would have liked for us to meet on better terms but I guess not.”

He stuck out his free hand to shake Marcus’ but Marcus just looked at him like he had lost his mind. He turned to me.

“You need to come home.”

“I’m not moving back in with Meghan.”

“I know that you think that you know what you are doing but-”

“I’m not coming back. I can’t come back. I have a restraining order on her.”

“You what?”

“I blocked her and put a restraining order on her.”

“I can’t believe you. Can I come in?”

“No-”

“Yes. Come on in.”

I turned to Jordan and started shooting daggers at him with my eyes. I wanted to kill him. He opened the door some more for Marcus and he walked to the couch. Jordan shut the door and I walked to the kitchen.

“Marcus is here. What am I going to do?”

“We are coming.”

We walked back to the living room and Marcus saw that there were three guys and two girls here. He didn’t look very happy. 

“Why are there so many guys here?”

“My life and my home. I decide who stays and leaves. We were hanging out after we went hiking and I was making us dinner.”

“Okay. but I'm serious, Sophia, you have to come home.”

“There is nothing there for me. I’m not wanted there.”

“Yes, you are. Your mother loves you and I love you. You are the glue to the family and I know you know that. We need you back at home.”

“You don’t need me. She doesn’t need me and never did nor has she ever loved me.”

He went to argue with me but I cut him off.

“I think it’s time for you to leave. And don’t come back.”

“Sophia-”

“I’m sorry to cut you off” Kyle started. “But I haven’t seen Sophia happier the entire time that I have known her. Before she left she always looked angry and upset about something. But now that she is surrounded by the people that truly do love her and really have protected her, she’s so much happier.”

Marcus was not happy to hear that. He looked around the room and saw the art stuff and my camera equipment.

“You’re still doing art and taking pictures.”

“Always.”

“You’ve always been good at those kinds of things. Look, I know you don’t want to come home but your mom really is sorry and she told me that she is done fighting and that she just wants you home, knowing you are safe.”

“Well tell her that I am fine and that I am never coming back. I’ll see you during football season. Goodbye and goodnight.”

I walked to the kitchen and finished cooking. I heard the front door open and close so I knew that Marcus left. Jordan came walking into the kitchen and slowly wrapped his arms around my waist. He kissed my cheek.

“Say it.”

“I cant believe that he would show up at our home and start defending her! Knowing what has been going on between the two of us for the past four or five years now. Watching the abuse happening in front of his eyes! It’s not fair.”

“I know mi amor.”

I turned around and he wrapped his arms around me and started kissing all over my face.

“You have to take your meds before dinner.”

“Okay.”

I finished dinner and told everyone to eat. I went to make a plate but I wasn’t hungry. I walked to the room and grabbed my vape and walked outside. I stood there vaping for a little while watching the cars drive past and people laughing at the bar across the street. I closed my eyes and just breathed. 

I heard a noise to my left so I looked and it was Roger.

“Hey.”

“Hey Sophia.”

“Heading to the office?”

He chuckled.

“Nope. needed a smoke.”

“Same here. I need a break from this day.”

“Me too. My ex is fighting me for custody of my dog that I’ve had longer than I’ve known her. Apparently, she can take better care of him and I’m ‘abusive towards him’.”

“Well, are you?”

“I would never put a hand on him. You raise your hand at him and he thinks you are playing with him. Not trying to hit him.”

“Well, he is your dog. She has no place to take your dog from you.”

“I know. It’s whatever because I’m keeping my dog.”

“Good.”

“What about you? What do you need a break from?”

“My step dad just showed up at my door begging for me to come back home and defended my mother for everything she has been doing to me for the past four or five years now. Long story and I don’t think you’d wanna hear it.”

He nodded.

“I understand that. My dad kicked me out because I wanted to do music but he wanted me to be a priest.”

“Wow. I’m sorry.”

“It’s cool. What about you?”

He took a long drag of his cigarette.

“Started smoking to numb the pain and started dating.”

He choked.

“I know.”

“Well okay then.”

We laughed.

“Well did you do music?”

“I’m a radio host and I am a producer.”

“Well that’s good.”

“What are you going to be?”

“Either a business woman or a criminal lawyer.”

“Prosecutor?”

“Criminal defence.”

“Okay. that’s different.”

“What do you mean?”

“You want to keep them out and not put them away?”

“A lot of my family members have been wrongfully put away for crimes that didn’t commit because of the color of their skin so if I can do anything I can to stop that from happening to other people’s families, I will.”

“That makes sense. That’s amazing too.”

“Thanks.”

I hit my vape again and slowly let it out, letting my chest sink.

“You know, normally I would tell teens your age that vaping is bad for you. But for your situation, I understand completely.”

“Well thank you. My boyfriend agrees with that.”

“Well being an athlete and smoking isn’t a good combination.”

“Yeah. he wants me to stop but it’s just my way of relieving my stress.”

“I get that. I also see his side.”

We talked for a little while longer before he went back to his apartment. I stood there for a few more minutes before Mirza walked outside.

“Can I?”

I handed her my vape and she took a hit.

“Are you going to go eat?”

“Not hungry.”

“You are not going to do this again.”

“What?”

“Starve yourself thinking it’ll make you feel better.”

“I’m not.”

“Then look me in my eyes and tell me that you really did lose your appetite and that you aren’t eating because you’re upset.”

I couldn’t look at her.

“I don’t know what to do anymore. My life is so full of drama right now and I have no clue what to do to stop it.”

“Stop reacting to everything. Don’t try to solve everyone else’s problems for them.”

“I can’t help it.”

“I know and that’s your issue. You care too much.”

I took what she said to heart. I know she wasn’t trying to be mean or to hurt me. Mirza and Brandon left and shortly after them Kyle went home. I stood outside for a while before going inside but Jordan walked outside to check on me.

“It’s time to come inside.”

“I’ll be inside in a few.”

He saw that I was vaping.

“I know today was stressful, but is that necessary?”

“For me, yes. Do you want me to sit there and cry for a few hours or sit there and be calm?”

“Just come inside please.”

I walked inside and sat down. I started messing around and trying to be goofy but Jordan wasn’t taking it.

“What’s wrong?”

“You’re high.”

“And?”

He shook his head.

“I’m sorry. It’s one of the only ways I know how to cope with things.”

“I know but that doesn’t mean that I like it.”

“I haven’t done it as often as I used to.”

“I know and I’m happy about that. I just hate it.”

“We had a deal. I don’t do it around you but I can keep doing it. Plus I don’t try to get you to smoke with me and I have never asked you to. I just need something to calm me down.”

“And I get that but I hate it.”

“I know but it makes me feel better.”

He shook his head at me again.

“I know you don’t want me to continue and I can stop anytime I want, but at this moment, I need it to stop myself from fighting someone or having a breakdown. And it’s not like I’m stoned out of my mind.”

“I understand but I don’t get smoking entirely. You are just killing yourself slowly.”

“Know what.”

I got up from the living room and walked to the bedroom. Jordan followed me in there.

“What are you doing?”

I grabbed all of my vapes and stormed to the kitchen. I threw them in the garbage.

“Happy now?!”

I pushed past him and went to the bedroom. I slammed the door and plugged my earbud into my phone and blasted my music. I drifted asleep for what felt like a few seconds but was hours. I woke up to Jordan sitting at the edge of the bed and my music was gone.

“I’m sorry.”

“It doesn’t matter. You’re happy now because you got what you wanted.”

He looked at me.

“You think you being angry with me makes me happy?”

“You got what you wanted!”

“But that involves you being mad at me and I don’t want that. I want to be happy with you but I want you to live long enough to be together!”

“Have you ever considered that I grew up in a broken family so all I know is smoking, fighting, partying, and drinking? That’s all I know because I grew up with that. I grew up around people that would party and drink every night and would come home and beat their kids! Smoking is the way I would get rid of that pain, Jordan. I can’t control that but if it makes you happy, I’ll stop smoking.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Whatever. I’m tired.”

I slid under the covers and turned my lamp off. Jordan got up and walked away and I never felt him climb into bed. In the morning when I woke up, he wasn’t at home. I checked the tracking app and he turned his location off. I started freaking out so I texted everyone and called everyone to see where he was. 

I finally called Rosa.

“Sophia? Are you okay?”

“Jordan and I got into a heated fight last night and now he’s gone and none of our friends know where he is. He turned his location off and it’s all my fault and I'm scared.”

“Okay breathe.”

I took a deep breath. 

“What was the fight about?”

“I smoke. Last night my step dad showed up to our apartment and we fought for a while. So I needed to smoke so I didn’t have a breakdown because that’s the only way I know how to cope with things. Last night he told me that he wanted me to stop and I argued with him about it then I threw all of my vapes out to make him happy. Then I went to sleep and when I woke up he fought again so I told him that I was going back to bed and this morning he was gone.”

I started sobbing and twirling my ring around my finger.

“I think I just lost him Rosa. I lost the love of my life.”

“You did not lose him Sophia. That boy loves you more than anything else in the world. Well, not more than me but pretty close.”

I chuckled.

“I will call him and tell him to get home now or else he’s getting it from me.”

“Thank you Rosa.”

“No problem.”

She hung up and I started pacing around the apartment. I sat down and started sobbing again. I took a deep breath and tried to calm down. I heard footsteps running up the stairs, the keys rattling. Jordan walked in and looked at me.

“What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

I got up and ran into his arms. 

“I’m so sorry Jordan. It’s all my fault and I shouldn’t have started an argument with you.”

He pulled away and grabbed my face.

“Is that why you were crying?”

“Not crying. Ugly Kardashian sob.”

“Oh dear Lord.”

I looked down and saw he had a bag in his hands.

“Where did you go?”

“I left to go for a walk before you woke up then I walked past a gas station and got you your favorite candies and a teddy bear to say sorry for fighting with you.”

I kissed him and he shut the door. He set the bag on the floor and put his hands on my hips. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He carried me over to the couch and sat down. He kept his hands on my waist unsure if he wanted me to stop or to keep going. He eventually grabbed my throat and I moaned.

He pulled my head back by my hair and started kissing my neck. He ran his other hand under my shorts and started fingering me so I started getting loud. 

“You’re so wet babygirl.”

He laid me down on the couch and started kissing me again. He went down and pulled my shorts off with one swift motion and started eating me out. He fingered me while sucking on my c**t which made me get loud. My legs started shaking slightly so he fingered me faster and started choking me. I came but he didn’t stop.

“Baby, take it easy on me.”

“Take it mi amor.”

“I can't.”

He grabbed my throat and got closer to my ear.

“Shut up and take it like a good girl.”

I bit my lip and he got up.

“On your knees.”

I looked at him funny but he grabbed me and put me on my knees. He pulled his shorts and boxers down and he was rock hard.

“Open.”

I opened my mouth and he put himself inside. He grabbed as much of my hair and started forcing my head back and forth. He let go and I kept sucking and jerking him off. He started moaning.

“God this feels good babygirl.”

I started going faster until he pushed my head all the way down and came down my throat. 

“Bedroom. When I get down there, I want to see you in that lingerie.”

I bit my lip.

“Yes daddy.”

I got up and went to walk down the hall but he slapped my butt really hard and made me gasp. 

“Faster.”

I wen’t to say something but I didn’t know how rough he was about to get and I didn’t want to make it worse. I got in the room and took my shirt off and put the lingerie on. I was finishing up the back when I heard him walking down the hall. I finished and sat on the bed waiting for him. He took one look at me and got hard all over again. 

He pulled me closer to him and started kissing me then threw me on the bed. He got on top of me and started running his hands all over my body. He moved then rolled me onto my stomach.

“Arch.”

I went into my arch and he slapped my butt really hard again. When I whimpered he rubbed the spot that he slapped then started running his hands all over my back, butt, and thighs. He grabbed my hands and I felt something cold tighten on them. That’s when I realised that he just handcuffed me.

He started grabbing on my butt and I felt his bulge against my c**t which made my eyes roll to the back of my head. He pulled the lingerie to the side and slowly put himself inside.

“No moaning, begging, cumming, or whimpering or else I will go deeper and faster. You need to be taught a lesson.”

I went to argue with him but he started going faster and I almost moaned. I had to bite the pillow to control myself. I started digging my nails into my palms to stop myself from making any noise. He started slapping my butt and pulling on my hair while thrusting deeply inside of me which made my eyes roll to the back of my head and made me want to c*m. 

“I can feel you reaching c****x babygirl. Do you want to c*m?”

“Yes daddy.”

“Will you be a good girl?”

“Yes.”

He slapped my butt really hard.

“Yes what?”

“Yes daddy!”

“Good girl. Hold it.”

I held it for as long as I could before he finally let me c*m.

“You made a mess babygirl.”

He rolled me onto my back and kept going. I could feel that he was starting to get tired.

“Can I ride you daddy?”

He looked at me shocked.

“Yes.”

He rolled onto the bed and let me get on top. I started going slowly and his hands were on my hips. He started guiding my hips up and down faster and faster which made him moan louder. 

“I’m going to cum.”

I got up and got on my knees on the floor and he sat on the edge of the bed. I started sucking the tip but he grabbed my head and pushed it all the way down. He came down my throat again and put me on the bed. He started eating me out but stopped then looked at me.

“c*m as many times as you want mi amor.”

Then went back to eating me out. I came at least three times before he finally stopped. When he was done my legs were shaking more than they ever have before and I couldn’t feel them. He turned me on my side and took the handcuffs off of me then kissed both of my wrists.

“How was that?”