Christina's POV
"You need to leave Christina".
I ran faster, my breath coming out ragged, my chest tight.
"Leave" I ran even faster. With remembrance of each emotion on his face or the lack thereof, I willed myself to move faster. The look of darkness in his eyes as he spoke to me made my heart break for the thousand time since that day. I ran again, faster this time.
I didn't want to think, I didn't want his face creeping into my mind or to feel his hands moving seductively on my body. I didn't want any of that so I did what I had stopped doing for some time now. I picked up running again.
Each time I had trouble at home and didn't know what to do, or when I was bullied in school because of my weight, while others partied and did hard drugs, I ran.
It always helped. It always wi
