Lailah
Packing the last bag, I stared the Note over, wondering if maybe it was too harsh.
No, it's not-right?
I placed it down on the bed and took the two bags, hurrying down the stairs and out the front door.
Giving the home one last look, I ignored the image of my parents furious, in pain. I ran down the driveway and to the gate, opening it and slipping through before shutting it behind me. I'm sorry momma.
I stared down at the paper noting his address, I'd gotten it online for only sixty bucks, but I just really needed to be with him. Jesse was my soul mate, I could feel it!
Walking down the street, I tossed my bag over my shoulder and continued to walk toward the apartment complex.
A black car pulled up beside me and I watched the wind
