The long road..

[Grace Marshall]

Grace had took off in the heat of the night. She had her supplies. She had her knives, everything she needed or thought she needed. She wasn't going to let anyone affect her. Grace continued to walk though she hoped for someone to come and pick her up. Though being this close to the road was sort of scaring her. Grace was strong, a fighter and was capable of holding her own. She wasn't going to let her fear take over her body. She wasn't going to let fear overwhelm her and make her hide.

Grace continued to go, then finally she broke out into a run when she thought she saw a cop car. She didn't need to chance to get busted. She just wanted to get away. Then finally a nice person stopped, she hitched of course, but not without paying them first. It was something Grace slowly adjusted too. The road was long, it was never stopping. Soon she was out and in a another town. One she hadn't a clue where she was. She held her money in her purse now.

Slowly entering into a diner, she payed for her food, ate, and then thought about where she was going to go next. She prayed no one would knew where she was. She prayed that no one would look for her. She wanted to be out there on her own. She wanted to be safe from others. She wanted to be safe. She felt a little bit safe now, but she also felt so d*mn dirty. It was nasty to be dirty. She rubbed her arms now after that meal she felt very tired. So she got up out of the booth and made her way into the bathroom.

Resting on the couch they had in the main waiting room. She slept for a while. Then she glanced around trying to register where she was again.

[Grace Marshall]

She was ready to be on the run again. The look in her eyes said everything as she got out of the couch. She was glad that the diner was twenty four hours. It meant that even if she had been there for a while, that she could stay a bit longer. She redid her makeup, as she did this. She glanced in the mirror at her reflection. Once she had done that, she washed her arms and then put on a different piece of clothing. She hoped no one would know whom she was.

She quickly made her way out of the diner and down the road again, this time she stuck to places where there were other teens. Apparently they had gotten out of the school they were in. "Hey, well ya." She said trying to make conversations with the kids there. At least it was one of those pretending types of situations.

She quickly made her way as the group continued to walk. They were going to school. Well she could go to school, if she really wanted too. She of course didn't. So she soon went behind the school and just sort of leaned against the building.

This was one of those times she wished she had a cigarette or something to smoke. As if it was a wish come true, a teenager whom was older had some cigarette. "Can I bum one?" She asked. The teen nodded and handed it to her. "Thanks." She said as she lit the smoke and inhaled it. Of course the teen wanted to talk. She smiled a little bit at him as she gave him a kiss. Sure it was awkward but it was payment for the cigarette in her mind. She really just hoped that Markus would get the hint. She didn't want to be close.