Amber's POV: --------------- "you worthless slut! You can't do anything right can you!!"my dad yelled,follwed closly by a slap to the face."you don't deserve to live!! And we certainly don't deserve a daughter like you!" my my screamed punching me to the floor.After my usual beating,my parents left the room.I sat on the floor and cired.--this happens on a daily bases,twice maybe three times a day and it started after my brother,Ben Bruce,left to LA with his band Asking Alexandria.me and Ben are really close,as our me and the boys,but none of the them know about what's going on with my parents.as much as we phone,text,skype, tweet eachother I will not tell them.it will make the beatings worse amd more often.just then my phone started blaring out 'Not the American Average',Bens ringtone.I crawled over to my phone and clicked answer. "hey snow" I heard Ben call down the line.. as much as I tried I couldn't stop crying. "amber,what's wrong!" Ben asked,worry lacing his voice. "they-hurt--me,---i--cant-do it-anymore--please help me" I sobbed into the phone "who's hurting you!!" Ben screamed "mum--and--dad" I cried "WHAT!! HOW LONG !!!" "since--you--an-D--the--boys-left" "WHAT THE FUCK!!' "Ben,can I come live with you in LA" I said tears still falling down my cheek,which were burining from the slaps I received just moments before. "yes,your are.as soon as possible." Ben said "mum and dad just left for the night,I'll get some money,pack my bags and book a plan for tonight" "good,I'll be waiting at the airport with the boys" "okay,thank you Benny boy"I said into the phone "no prblem snow,see you soon.love you sis" "see you soon,love you too" I hung up. I ran to my closet and packed as much as I could,I then grabbed all my photographs and all my prized possesions and my necessatys (sp?) and ran down stars and pulled out the jar of money my dad kept for alcohol,which was like £600. I grabbed 400 from the jar and shoved it into my pocket. I pulled on my converse,grabbed my bags,which was 2 duffel bags and a backpack.I ran out of the front door and down the road for about 20 minutes,gaining strange looks from passers by.well.I suppose and girl crying her eyes out,makeup running everywher,3 bags and a bleeding nose and bruises covering her face,isn't something something you see everyday.as soon as I arrived at the airport I ran staright to the desk to book my flight. "hello ma'am how may I help you" the lady at the desk asked "um,1 ticket for the next plane to LA please" I said,out of breathe,"okay miss,I need to see your passport first" I obliged to the ladys request and handed her my passport. "okay,that will be £95 please" I handed the money to the woman. "here your go,you need to go to terminal 5,your flight leaves in 30 minutes" "okay,thank you"I said taking the tickets and grabbing my bags. "no problem,have a nice flight" she smiled at me. I smiled back and ran towards terminal 5. ----------------------------------------- I boarded the plane and sat down in my seat.I can't believe it,I'm leaving.I'm going somewhere safe.with the people I love and care for.I'm free.

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