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May 22nd, 2013-
7:30 AM- The alarm going off set me off the bed immediately. How I even got sleep last night was beyond me-
Today- Today is happening!! Holy shit!!!!
Quickly I got out of bed to pee, trying to relax my heart with breathing exercises I did in Yoga class last semester. Already I knew I needed a lot more than that to keep me calm. For the moment my Godfather were to walk through the door would it really hit me. I had to wake up and start moving though, careful with how I acted around Justin so he wouldn't get any assumptions that something was wrong. Was this wrong? Perhaps, but it could be worse. It could always, be worse.
Making sure he was up and getting ready for the funeral- the part I dreaded the most, I downed a glass of water in the kitchen to help calm myself down and found anything to eat to help with my uneasy stomach. Justin walked around, finding food himself as I found myself trying not to look at him as much as possible.
Leave. Hurry up and leave dammit, I can't handle this-
"I love you." My stomach turned as I turned to face him, forcing back any memory of what was going on- always paranoid he could read my thoughts. What should I wear for work today...
"Love you too." The last lie I would ever have to tell. I hated lying, hated it so much, and would never of had to lie if I didn't fear so many fucked up things. Some- maybe most people would understand. But what did that matter? This is my life, my choice, if it didn't affect your life, then why did you give a fuck? The one reason why I hated religion and protesters, is that they gave a fuck about what other people did with their life when it didn't affect there's whatsoever. I had haters, and I was about to have more , much more.
A quick last kiss, and he was gone. I stared at the door he left through as I listened to him go down the stairs, start his tuned Subaru RS Impreza, and drive away.
Hurry up time is already running out.
My heart hammered as I ran for my phone at the other end of the apartment in my bedroom, immediately calling my Godfather as I ran back all over the house, unsure what to start packing first as my anxiety hit the ceiling.
No answer. I called again, my anxiety getting worse.
When he didn't answer the second time, I almost broke out in tears. Fuck fuck FUCK! Tessla please answer- I needed someone to talk to- I didn't know what to do, why wasn't my Godfather answering?! He said he was at the Hotel last night, he didn't back out on our mission. The fuck was going on?! Maybe he's in the shower, relax Lakota. You got this. He's here to help you, as always.
I started packing my 360 bag, with clothes from my dresser, then found myself starting to pack up the clothes in my closet, for I had my laptop to pack in my 360 bag aswell and it was pointless to put clothes in first. Bringing out the vacuum to use on the weird plastic bags my mom got me years ago. They worked great, literally made packing clothes much better for sucking all the air out and saving room. Back out in my living room I was, as I fixed up the book shelf for when my Godfather was to come so it'd be easy for him to pack when we would get the boxes out of my car. Realizing everything in the bookshelf was mine, I was back in the bedroom to continue packing as Tessla tried to calm me down.
My phone beeped then, I nearly dropped my phone to look to hope it was- Oh thank the heavens!
"I'll call you back Tess-" Quickly answering his call, my Godfather explained that his phone died, which was weird, but he was on his way thankfully. So I had about 15 minutes until he were to get to my house from the Radisson Hotel. I knew that from driving there and back on Easter to meet up with Damon. The whole reason I woke up to begin with- not that I did anything with the man. But I sure as hell wanted to, and that's when I realized everything. I couldn't thank Damon enough for that, neither could my girls, for I was getting saved. The fact that he wanted me back was even more mind blowing- Why? I was self conscious, Justin had a lot to do with that, calling me fat and all the other unreal shit he did to me. Part of me knew better, but some or most the time I just really couldn't help it.

Heavily breathing as I brought out shoe boxes, taping up my shoes and heels in them along with my breakable dragons. My heart- I seriously thought I would end up in the ER after this. If I made it out that was. My mind raced so badly, as I felt time tick out from under me, fear of him coming home for something he forgot, or that the funeral would be short. I opened the door to the balcony, and all the windows . AC was not an option, I needed to hear for his car if he were to come. Humid and foggy out, it wasn't helping matters as I downed another bottle of water. As badly as I wanted to take Zertec-D, that would not help with my heart in the least- nor the fact my whole body was shaking from this event.
My Godfather called again, needing help finding my apartment. Everyone did, for it was far back off the main road behind some town houses and whatnot. Watching him show up into my parking lot, my heart raced more . Especially when he got out and hugged me- the last time I saw my Godfather was when I drove up to Rhode Island for my cousins funeral back in 2010, for she sadly committed suicide. And before that was when my father- his best friend past away in 2007. This man was always here for me, there was no truer Godfather than him.
Shocking myself when I didn't break down in tears or hyperventilating seeing my Godfather, I was quick to grab the boxes out of my trunk, and ran up the stairs to get this mission going. There was no telling how much time we had, I could only hope it was like the other funerals his family had where they would party and drink afterwards.
"You really like Resident Evil don't you?" I couldn't help but let out a short laugh to that statement as I watched my Godfather take a glance at my apartment.

It was amusing, given the circumstances. Like my father, he never disapproved of what I liked or didn't like. Or my mom now that I thought about it. I had a great family, despite some shit here and there, they accepted me for me. That's all I ever wanted, was that really so bad to ask for? That's why I was leaving, cause Justin didn't accept me for me. He had just been looking for a weak girl he could control. The thought angered me, giving me strength to get on with the mission.

I showed my Godfather what to pack in the bookshelf, all my video games which he even remembered. Unlocking the plastic safe, I started digging out the systems that I was going to take. First I took out Justins PS1 and Dreamcast, as much as I wanted them, they weren't mine. I never took anything that wasn't mine, period. I was a bit annoyed with the wires all over the place, for I was trying to be very careful with my gaming systems. Xbox, GameCube, N64, Gameboy color, Gameboy SD, Sega Genesis, Nintendo, they all still worked and I planned on keeping it that way for the rest of my life.
"Why don't you just leave them in the safe?" I thought that over, the safe was Justin's sisters I explained, but he reassured me it was fine, the most it would cost is $30-$50. Hell that was what my systems had been in the past few years, obviously she didn't need or want it anymore. That saved us a lot of packing, for the boxes I had brought were just enough to fit all my video games, few movies, and books .
I was quick to get my posters off the wall, hurting the skin under my nails as I rushed through all my 20 something posters ripping the tacks off. Thank god I pulled off the bottom tacks a few days ago, another small thing I did to help move things quickly for today. Small things I did that Justin wouldn't of noticed. I had a bunch of my gaming shirts hung up as well, but decided to leave them there. Even left up my huge white tiger towel by the bathroom- oh well, no time. My Godfather being calm was what kept me calm, and aside the fact I didn't like showing weakness to anybody. Regardless of how quickly we were packing things up in boxes and into his car, it didn't slow down my breathing or heart rate, only made it worse as I panicked. Aside from being hung over the past few years, today had to of been one of the days I drank the most water- ever. I rarely drank water, never had a taste for it. Not to mention it was humid as fuck for some reason today- god damn!
Running up and down the stairs, I was nervous about the neighbors and landscapers outside. Clearly I was moving out, and tried to keep my face as calm as possible. I didn't want them calling the cops thinking I was robbing the place. Them seeing me go inside my Audi earlier assured me I'd be fine. Everyone knew my car, especially in this complex.
Escaping the Umbrella Corporation...
Getting the last of my stuff in the car, I did one last sweep of the apartment. A few things I missed here and there, which I ended up carrying back down stairs into my Godfathers car. Having OCD sucked, especially in a situation like this. My gun was another thing I would not forget, my beautiful P 22 Mosquito, Carbon Fiber. Thankfully I managed to find the papers showing that the gun was mine the other day, I would be screwed without them. My permit to carry was in my wallet still too, making me feel a bit better carrying it with me.
"Shit, where's my phone?!" I looked all over, then realized I packed it in one of the boxes upon calling it. What a great way to top off my anxiety- mother fucker, keep it together! God- how did I manage to do that?!?!?! Idiot- I gotta focus dammit!
"Time for the note." How my heart didn't explode or faint from all of this I was unsure, seriously one of the biggest panic attacks in my life- The fear of him coming home to me leaving, him and my Godfather getting into it, his family showing up, the cops, any of it. I didn't want it, I just wanted to get away.

Sorry for leaving this way but we aren't meant to be. Sell the Audi, you'll make over 9K for it.

I had planned to write out a whole essay about why I was leaving, but I was too shaken to write and wanted- needed to get the hell out of there. Leaving the note on his computer desk, I placed the wedding bag with all the receipts and wedding ring inside. Next to it, I placed my Engagement ring, all the jewelry he ever got me, the keys to the apartment, mailbox, my Audi, and my rims, all around the top of the note. The rims were mine completely, I had gotten a credit card just to get those rims last year when they first came out. Red and Black Konig Illusions, perfect for my Umbrella Corp Audi TT.

Yet I left them on the Audi, for obvious reasons. Before leaving, I went on my gaming computer , then Justins computer, logging my Facebook off and erasing all the history and saved passwords. I already had a plan for that, I was just being extra careful. Back in my Godfathers car, we were ready to leave. First stop, was the bank-
I nearly had a stroke when my phone starting ringing. Oh Christ Tessla!
"Hey Tessla-"
"Were you just on Facebook???" She was nervous, and I reassured her it was me and why. I gave her the go ahead to change all my passwords, for when this was first all planned out I gave her everything that Justin had access to. In 5 to 10 minutes, she would change all my passwords to my emails, Facebook, Steam- Everything he knew about.
"What's your friends address?" My godfather asked me as he started the car. Holy Shit!!!
"Fuck- one second." Out of the car, I ran back up the stairs, suddenly happy that I didn't lock the door to the apartment just yet. I had left Specters address on the glass coffee table . Christ, that would be so easy for him to come find me after this bullshit. I kicked myself in the ass over and over again as I ran to get the paper, so fucking glad I didn't lock the door. Not that it wouldn't of been hard to break into my apartment, something I had to do before forgetting my keys inside a few months ago.
Back in the car, I glanced at the back seat while handing my Godfather the paper with Specters address, we completely filled up the car with my stuff. Even if I wanted to take more , I really couldn't. I had contemplated taking the gaming computer Justin put together for me. But no, all I needed was my laptop, which was already set up for gaming.
"It can't seem to find her." I looked over at his GPS, glancing down at my phone to pull up Google maps. It only took an hour at most to pack up my stuff- regardless about the stuff I left there and possibly forgot about, that was great time. Mad Skills.
"It's fine, we still have to go to the bank and find a Verizon store." I replied as I buckled up.
"That's your car?" He asked as we slowed down while driving by. No...
"Yea... But not anymore..." I felt stupid for having already missed something that wasn't even alive. Hell, the Audi was only a 2000, but it was my baby. I kept that thing in such good shape. Did whatever I could to make it run good and look good.

"Don't worry, you can always get another- a better one." Nodding in agreement, I looked away as we finally drove away. I contemplated having one of my friends buying the car off my ex- someone he didn't know so I could get my car back. That was, if he wasn't going to give it to his youngest sister who just got her permit to drive. That's probably where it was going, if he couldn't sell it. Though I was sure he'd sell it, the man was money hungry. Another reason why I had to leave. He always bitched that I wasn't making enough money- though I made enough for rent and other bills. He just wanted extra money for his car, which I couldn't really blame him for- but making me go to full-time work, full-time school, and having a part time job was TOO MUCH! I'll never forget that back in 2012 when I first started school, no wasn't an option for me. It was always his way or the highway.
Well guess what mother fucker- the highway is mine today!
My bank was a few streets over, and my anxiety only got worse as I walked inside. Mostly everyone here knew me, and knew I was engaged. The one young girl always told me that Justin is so sweet, always talking about me. I rolled my eyes at the thought, he only sweet talked me to other girls, anything he could do to get attention from females. It was more annoying than anything, especially when he tried getting me to get a girlfriend on OkCupid so he could have 2 girlfriends as well as another room mate to help us with the apartment. I never met a more greedy, money hungry, controlling piece of shit sex addict in my life! Most my ex boyfriends were Virgin Nerds- but this was seriously beyond unreal.

"Hi, can you tell me how much I have in my account?" I handed her my bank account number, glad I didn't get the young girl who tried talking to me about the wedding every time she saw me. Annoying.
"You have $574." Not much, but it's better than nothing. You're sooo lucky I'm not an evil bitch, you asshole.
"Okay, may I have half of that please." I had gotten a joint bank account with Justin when I first moved up here on St. Patricks day of 2009. I never was found of banks, always liked keeping cash on me, but he made me do this. That or get my own, so I did this so he could handle the bills. Every bill was directly taking out of our account, an easy way but sometimes stressful leaving him to start fights with me over money. He was allowed to buy car parts and weed though I had to work two jobs and spend no money. Oh wait, unless he were to buy it for me- hang it over my head. About that.
"$237... Anything else I can do for you?" The Asian lady asked me.
"Yes, I'd like to take myself off the account." I hesitated a bit with that sentence, for I knew she had to of figured that one out. Not her business, and you're not doing anything wrong, relax.
Apparently I had to wait to talk to someone in one of the office squares. I panicked more as I waited, glancing at the clock more than I should have. Quickly, I was called forth by a woman, Thank God I didn't have to wait too long. She explained to me that I needed Justin's signature too. No fucking way!!!!!
"I need his signature to take myself off the account? That's a bit impossible right now." That made no fucking sense to me. Already I was ready for a lawyer, and my Godfather could get me the best one I already knew.
"Yes, within 30 days." Okay, that ain't as bad... I'm sure he'll sign. He wouldn't want to keep me on that account.
"Okay, that's fine." I signed a few papers, then I was out the door and back into my Godfathers car. I explained the situation to him, but he was more concerned about the fact I only managed to get $237. I had another paycheck coming, and hopefully it wouldn't be going back into that account. I did change that setting at work a few days ago to be safe, for payday wasn't for another week.
Finding a Verizon store in the area seemed to be pointless between his GPS and my phone- so we ended up just going to Specters house.

"I gotta call my friend real quick." Even though Specters address wasn't coming up, I knew the town she lived in and would meet her when we got there.

"Go ahead and change all the passwords." I said when Tessla answered, then reassured her I was okay. She sounded just as on edge as I felt, being my best friend, I couldn't blame her. She watched me go through this for years, she witnessed it herself for 2 weeks when she stayed up here in 2010. I couldn't be more thankful for such a good friend to stick by me through all that, and to help me with this.
After getting off with Tessla, I called Specter to let her know I was on the way. She was the more calm one between Tessla and I, the girl was in the middle- the purple between the "Fire and Ice" as I called it. Specter, another best friend of mine I was more than thankful for meeting through DeviantArt. Her and I were also like twins in more ways than I could begin to list. The 3 of us together was what the world needed.
Within the 3 and a half hour to Specters house, we talked about my father, how they met, why we can't figure out why my dad's side of the family won't talk to us, my mom and sister, his connections in Boston and Rhode Island, his girlfriend, my friends who knew about our mission, to even things like the shootings last year. It was nice being able to talk to my Godfather again, the man had a great sense of humor, not to mention incredibly smart. He owns two restaurants, one in Boston and one in Lowell.
"You know, I just want to bring up that I'm extremely proud of the fact you haven't mentioned Justin once since I showed up." I glanced over at him, then back out the window at the gorgeous mountains as we drove deeper in Northern PA.
"Yea... I guess I haven't huh? I don't feel... anything." Now that I thought about it, I was much more relaxed than I should of been.
"It's because you're liberated." I blinked as a small smile came to my face.

"I suppose I am." For now, until Justin gets home and sees what I've done. Thinking of that, I turned off my cell phone, just in case he were to come home now and I just jinxed myself. Until I were to be able to change my number and kick that asshat off my account, my phone was staying off. I didn't need to go through another panic attack, and it felt extremely nice that I was able to finally calm down after an eventful morning.

Sometime After 4 PM- We had to meet Specter somewhere in town cause my phone wasn't even pulling up her house, which was weird cause I found her house a few weeks ago using my phone. Come to find out, apparently she gave me her old address with her new town. Oh Specter, I'd like to see you blonde one day my love.

"Now don't freak out, but there's firetrucks all over my street cause somehow there's a forest fire in my backyard?" But arriving at her house, the trucks were parked further down the street. I contemplated after we were to move all my stuff in her room, we could make a short video of us sneaking around the Arklay Forest to make it look like Specter started the fire due to lighting zombies on fire. How amusing would that be, but I was tired as ever, and needed to find a Verizon store ASAP.
"Where's L?" My Godfather asked as we watched him enter his info in to buy me a plane ticket down to Tampa for June 1st. I had contemplated waiting for another time to have him do that, but with him right here it was much easier. The man was busy, never getting sleep due to his kids and owning his own business. Specter and I laughed from the way he said this, for it took us a minute to realize what he was talking about. I personally thought to DeathNote right away, and was sure Specter did the same.
Saying goodbye to my Godfather was hard, for I had no idea when I'd see him again. For when I were to get to Florida to live with Tessla, there was no telling when I'd ever be up north again. Hopefully soon, for I wanted to visit my sister, family, and friends. Giving me three hundred dollar bills, I nearly had a stroke.
"This should help you out for a while if you have trouble getting a job right away. Call me later with an update, I love you."
"Thank you- it really means a lot! I love you too! If I don't call you first please call me to let me know when you're almost home." The drive up to Boston from here would be a few hours, but not as long as it took from when he drove last night to Philly where I was.
Specters room was filled with my boxes and stuff as I pulled out my laptop to update my twitter with a pic that Specter took-

Soon enough, Damon and a few others favorited that tweet, knowing exactly where I was and why. I then helped Specter put the boxes of my stuff up in her attic, my clothes in her closet, and got her room cleaned up in no time. Again, I had thought seeing her after this would put me in tears for what I have done. Perhaps it didn't hit me yet cause I was still rather calm. I got out... I'm free- and Safe.

For now.

I forced back the thoughts of when my ex would come home and see everything, calling me freaking out.
"Oh, we couldn't find a Verizon store, can you take me to one?" I asked Specter, noting that she was watching me very carefully. I had mentioned to her that I couldn't be alone, cause that's when I would break, and I didn't want that. Ever.

"I have to go to work soon, but I'm sure Mikey or my mom can take you." I was sad that she had work tonight, but reassured me she'd be back home around 8 or 9. We got on Oovoo with Tessla, who was more happy than ever to see that I made it safely, and that I was more calm than when she had spoken to me earlier this morning. Her eyes lit up when I told her my Godfather had also bought my plane ticket to Tampa before leaving. She made plans with "Chaos", her boyfriend on taking me out to dinner when I were to arrive. I was excited, finally able to see my best friend again after 2 years of not talking to her due to bullshit my exes friends made up to make us hate each other in spite of their jealousy. When we had figured that out last year in August, our bond was stronger than ever, and we were both happy to have one another back in each others lives like before.
"Go through and delete and block everyone." Tessla reminded me, to which I was already on my Facebook trying to figure out a status to write. Upon doing so, I realized about half my friends were his family and friends, and would take a long time. Due to that, I ended up deleting my personal Facebook, for I didn't really use it that much anyways. I was slowly really starting to disappear, Lakota was here more than ever now. And it's going to stay that way- Lone wolf, for now and forever...

5:18 PM- "Lakota lakota lakota- Justin is calling me." Tessla yelled over Oovoo to get my attention away from Specter.
There's my heart- oh no, no no no... I turned to Specter with worried eyes ready to panic, who was about to leave for work, and I begged her to stay and call out. I couldn't be alone- I couldn't. Please don't leave me Specter!
"Relax, I'll be back soon. You're okay Lakota." She reassured me as best she could, but I knew the minute she was gone, things would get worse for me mentally.
"Mother fucker won't stop calling me. I'm blocking his number." Tessla growled to me as her baby daughter fused somewhere behind her. I asked her how to do that, for I was sure he was calling me as we spoke and was too terrified to turn on my phone to witness that. Trying to log into Verizon wireless as Specter left, I forgot my password, and gave up on trying for Specters mom was home now. Perfect timing.
"Another 215 number is calling me." The number was his brother-in-law, where Tess was getting extremely annoyed at everyone trying to reach her. Of course they'd try her- they knew she was my best friend and would know where I was. They were dumb for thinking for one second she'd tell them anything. Idiots.
"Hey, we're just making sure Lakota is okay and didn't get abducted or anything. Please let us know. Wow really?" Tessla read the text to me and I swore my eyes could of popped out of my skull.
"Abducted?! Are they fucking serious!?!?!?! Yea, I got abducted- and my kidnapper just happen to only want my clothes, posters, laptop- But leaves behind the car parts, 4 computers, 55 inch TV, my Audi, ya know, all the shit that's worth hundreds. Let's not forget the note with all the jewelry and keys around it." I could not believe they honestly thought that! Perhaps they were in such shock that I managed to do such a thing, which was probably the case. Especially seeing as though none of his family or friends saw it coming. I deserved an academy award after that stunt. One day, I hoped that my story would be made into a lifetime movie- or bigger movie. For, there were tons of people in relationships like I had just been in, and can't find the strength to leave and be happy. Others had it worse, physically abused and much more horrible types.

"This is what I texted back; She is fine. If one more person harasses me I'm filing for harassment." Her phone then dropped next to her keyboard as she grunted with annoyance. I hated that they all had her number, but at least she'd be able to block whoever were to try and bother her. I hated them more for this, and could only imagine who else they were bothering to get answers from. Hence why I told so few people, so they wouldn't be dragged into this bullshit.
"Alright well, I'm going to go talk to Specters mom and brother Mikey and see who can take me to Verizon to kick him off my account and change the number. I love you, I'll update you soon. I'm keeping my phone off until I do this though." As soon as I was off with her, I ventured out onto the back patio to join everyone. Soon enough, Mrs. Specter took me on our adventure to find a Verizon store, which we happened to find a brand new one on the way to the place we were going, which was good for being just that much closer to home. It had already taken about 30 or so minutes to get there, I could only imagine how much longer it would take to get to the one she was planning on taking me to. Here in Northern PA, it was literally the middle of no where. Beauty at its best.
We had small talk here and there, and I loved her all the more I got talking with her. She was shorter than me, and seemed to be the most relaxed and nicest woman I had ever met. One day, I'd have her meet my mom, that very thought brought a smile to my face, drowning out the fact that my phone probably had over 20 voice mails and 48576230 texts.
In Verizon, a woman was talking to the only man who appeared to be working in the store. Clearly just built by the smell of fresh paint, Specters mother and I walked around, glancing at other phones and devices as we waited. We browsed the internet, waiting as patiently as we could. Finally, the guy asked if there was anything he could do to help me as he waited on something he was helping her with his computer, to which I explained the situation.
"I'm actually going through a similar experience with my ex girlfriend. Come back in about 20 minutes and I should be free to help you." With that, we went over to taco bell and had dinner, which I paid for in thanks of her driving me out here. Justin got brought up, which I was already expecting, and surprisingly, didn't mind even talking about. I didn't feel my anxiety climb from talking about the situation, and felt even better to hear from her that I had done the right thing. I wanted to believe that, I knew I did, I just wish there was a way I didn't look like such a coward about it.
Just before 8, we finished our meal and went back over to Verizon, where the woman was finally done taking up the mans time. I was certain with how loud she was she was one of those who never shut the hell up. My patience was going out the window, even despite the fact I finally ate and was starting to get sleepy. How I hated how that worked, I could eat a bag of candy and fall asleep.
"Your account is suspended." I blinked as the man looked up to meet my eyes from him computer.
"I don't see how, I used it most of the day today." I was extremely confused by this, and tempted turning my phone on.
"It's been suspended since... 2011." WHAT!?!
"Um, unless the Government is keeping it on to monitor me, that's literally impossible." And people say I'm too paranoid about Umbrella. Jesus.
"Wait, sorry, you were due for an upgrade in 2011..." My heart relaxed a bit.
"I was going to say... But it still shouldn't be suspended, I used it pretty much all day."
"Try calling someone." I glanced at my phone hesitating.
"I have it off right now cause around 5:20 my ex fiance came home to me and my stuff gone with a note hardly explaining why. And he's been blowing up my friends ever since and I have been trying to avoid seeing my phone go off... But here it goes." I turned on my Droid and waited for it as the guy behind the desk continued to look at my account and attempt to see how it could be suspended. Upon trying to call Tessla, come to find out it was true- my phone wouldn't work. The fuck???
"Alright, well I would like to kick my ex off my account then change my phone number please. I can't risk him finding me or continue to get harassed by him. He's been having people blow up my poor friend since he came home."
"I understand, and I can imagine." With a few attempts, the man was unable to preform the tasks I required, so he had to call for help. A woman came on, who sounded like she came out of an anime I couldn't place my finger out. Really nice lady, and was more than greatful for both of their help. I managed to kick Justin off my account, change my number, my password to the account, and get a new plan which was to take effect after the 8th of June. Free text and Calling with 1GB of internet for $60 a month, sweet shit.
Specters mom came back in from her car, and I felt so bad she had to wait this long for something that should of been a quick fix. The store closed at 8, and it was almost 9 now. Christ- I thanked the guy, and hurried out the door with my phone I could thankfully keep on. In your face asshole!! Texting Tessla, I let her have my new number, then began deleting numbers that I didn't need anymore to save memory in my phone. I had deleted over 30 numbers, also because I didn't want to accidentally call them- cause that would go over well. I didn't need to spend another $20 or however much money to change my number again.
The ride home was interesting, a storm was brewing, as if a Tornado was about to touch down. Lightening, Thunder, strong winds where huge branches were all over the roads.
[Guess Who > ] Hitting send, I waited for Damon to respond, which he was rather quick to do so. I explained I was on my way home with Specters mom, and asked if he could get on Oovoo with us when I got back. Now I can talk to you all I want, no one to tell me what to do any fucking more. I'm free, I'm really free. Resident Evil, just you wait. Specter and I had plans for videos and pictures, they were going to be insane. I could finally post whatever I felt like it on Deviantart, on Facebook- though I deleted that, for now- anything!

9:30-10:00PM- "Sorry it took so long- there was this woman at Verizon who was an annoying bitch-"
"Justin called." I stopped frozen in place in her room as I noted she had Tessla on oovoo.
"HOW THE FUCK DID HE GET YOUR NUMBER?!?" My mind raced- I couldn't figure it out beyond measure as I sat down at the small desk where my laptop was across the room from her.
"I have no idea- but he must of been more pissed when the answering machine was Wesker's voice." I laughed along with her, but fear started back up in my heart as Damon joined our Oovoo chat.
"Hey! Glad to see you made it safely..." And he went into how it was the right thing to do and all that. It was helping, but what wasn't was how the mother fucker got Specters number.
"Sorry Damon, I'm listening- I just need... Fuck- Tessla, help me try to find Specter by her phone number. You too Specter." Within seconds, we all tried finding Specter by her phone number, but it said she lived in Scranton- which was about an hour away? Thank God- He wouldn't be able to find me.
"For now, we're good. Last thing we want is him finding out where I am. He called Specter, Damon. I have no idea how he even got her number." Damon seemed uneasy about that, and I was most certainly uneasy about it.
"I've been able to to find where you live Damon- It doesn't take much if you know how and where to look on the internet, having the right tools and information..." Although I couldn't see his face, for his camera was off, I could only guess what his expression looked like from that statement.
Soon enough, he had to go and get things done, and I had to call my Godfather with my new number. I explained the whole scenario to him at the Verizon store, then went into how he somehow managed to get Specters number.
"He called me too." WHAT IN THE HOLY MOTHER OF-
"what- how?! What did he say???" Specter was rather quiet as I paced in her room on the phone with my Godfather.
"He asked who I was, and I asked who he was for he called me. He asked me if I was Lewie. I said Lewie? I'm not Lewie." Lewie? The only Lewie I was aware of was my old friend from Rhode Island- but I haven't talked to him in years. Again, losing contact with most my guy friends because of his jealousy controlling ass.
"I don't know where he got Lewie from honestly." I shook my head, trying to figure out how he was getting all these numbers. He didn't have my Godfathers number either- for he was supposed to ask him if he had his permission to marry me. When my Godfather asked him about that, he said he didn't have his number and didn't want me getting suspicious. Anyways, my Godfather informed me Justin was able to somehow figure out who he was-
"Did you know Lakota left me today? To which I replied with 'Yes, I was with her'." Oh my God- I HOPE YOU PUT THE FEAR OF GOD INTO THAT BASTARD!

"What did he say?!" I froze in place, anticipation itching all over my body.
"He said; 'Is she alright? Please tell me where she is-' and I said 'Justin, all I can tell you is that she is out of state.' He kept trying to talk to me to which I replied 'Justin, I am not having this conversation with you. Goodbye.' And hung up." HAHA! Oh I love you! My shit eating grin didn't last long, for I was still trying to figure out how the fuck he was getting all these numbers all of the sudden. Like I had thought, he would try to track me down. He won't find me, Specter will make sure of that. All my friends will.
Upon getting off the phone with my Godfather, I returned to talk with her and Tessla on Oovoo to tell them what I was just informed. They thought it was great- but the question still remained. How was he getting the numbers? Hopefully now with what my Godfather told him, he wouldn't think to try to hunt me down up Specters way. Not that he knew where to look, Thank God.

"Lakota-Lakota- Your sister is calling me." There's my heart again. For fuck's sake, can today end please?! Upon my sister asking Tess in text where I was, Tessla had me do a conference call with her so she wouldn't get my number.
"Where are you? You can't be in Florida." She sounded upset, I could't blame her. I could only imagine what Justin had told her.
"I'm with my Godfather, I'm okay." I went into the whole thing, which most of it she already knew for I went to her before when I was upset with Justin's sex obsession. My sister wanted to come get me, to which I also told her no, especially since I wasn't infact, with my Godfather. It was a lie so no one would try to get me. Again, he wasn't the type you'd want to mess with.

"I was so scared- I was ready to send a search party for you in PA- Justin said you are missing, possibly abducted." ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW!? Oh how cute, you ignorant piece of shit-
"I left him a fucking note, that lying mother fucker." Oh I was fuming. I hated liars, especially when it came to upsetting those I cared for. My sister went into how she asked Justin and his mom not to say anything to my mom until tomorrow- for it was late and she didn't want her to deal with this.
"You can always come back and live here..." Oh no, I'm not doing that again. I had more than enough reasons, as much as I loved my sister and her kids...
"No, I'm staying with him until I figure out what to do. I need a break. Which reminds me..." I went into how Justin managed to get my friend and my Godfathers numbers somehow trying to track me down.
"I told him to look at the phone record- same thing I told mom when you ran away from home a few years ago." WELL NO SHIT! THANKS SIS!
"Now that makes sense... that must also be how my phone got suspended. What an idiot, he tries to get a hold of me but suspends my phone?" I couldn't believe the logic behind that-

-Until something else clicked into place. Damon!
[Justin managed to look through my phone bill- which is how he's been getting everyone's number. Whatever you do, Do NOT answer any phone number you don't recognize! Especially if it's a 215 or 267 area code.] Hitting send, my heart raced as I prayed that I managed to shut off Justin's phone before he could do anything else. Though I was sure if he had called, Damon would of texted me to let me know.
"Shit, moms calling me. You need to talk to her. I'm not dealing with her Lakota." Glancing at the clock, I realized it was midnight. They must of told her-
"Lakota your mom just wrote on my wall to tell her where you are or shes calling the cops." Tessla added, my anger rising.
"I'm contemplating going back to Philly just to beat his fucking ass- I cannot believe this!!" My cell was close to being crushed in my hand.
"I'm pissed too, I told them not to say anything. You have to tell mom." Face palming myself, I let out a heavy sigh. It's better to get this out of the way now- all in one day.
"I know. I'll call you tomorrow." Getting off with her, I typed the number to Tessla as she conferrenced me to my mom. She sounded upset, but not too upset. After explaining the situation to her, Specter, Tessla and myself laughed uncontrollably to my moms reaction. It was much better than my sisters.
"Oh...Ooohhh, uh, ohh.... I don't see what the big deal is about sex either! You know, I was in your position once. I dated a man with PTSD, and had to run away with a goat, cat, dog, and your sister." What? The conversation was rather amusing to say the least, and I was happy to hear this all from my mom being very supportive.
"You didn't say anything on Facebook."
"Yea mom, he had access to my Facebook, especially after he deleted his- he had mine on his phone also."
"Jesus. His mom called me saying you were missing, to where I asked where he was and she said he was sleeping. 'Sleeping?! How could he be sleeping when my daughter is missing?!?'"
"I love how they fail to mention I left a note and all the stuff aside from mine behind. Assholes. But really, I'm okay mom. I promise." After reassuring her I was fine, I was finally free.
The girls laughed like crazy at my moms reaction, saying how great my mom was and all this. I couldn't help but still feel angry that he and his family tried making it look like I got abducted. To do that to my family! My mother especially, who just got cured of the worst type of Breast Cancer. Assholes. I should of taken the damn car.
Soon enough, Tessla went off to bed after her daughter woke up, and it was finally time for this chaotic day to end. Specter helped me pull out the mattress from the footon in the other bedroom for me to sleep in her room. My anger eventually settled down as Specter and I talked and goofed around here and there. But when the lights went out, Damon and I texted back and forth for a while before sleep finally took over my brain.
Though I knew the next few weeks to months would probably be dramatic from Justin and his insane family, I knew I could finally actually live now. I was certain after this- I could handle anything. And that I would always be ready for what were to come next.

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May 22nd, 2013-
7:30 AM- The alarm going off set me off the bed immediately. How I even got sleep last night was beyond me-
Today- Today is happening!! Holy shit!!!!
Quickly I got out of bed to pee, trying to relax my heart with breathing exercises I did in Yoga class last semester. Already I knew I needed a lot more than that to keep me calm. For the moment my Godfather were to walk through the door would it really hit me. I had to wake up and start moving though, careful with how I acted around Justin so he wouldn't get any assumptions that something was wrong. Was this wrong? Perhaps, but it could be worse. It could always, be worse.
Making sure he was up and getting ready for the funeral- the part I dreaded the most, I downed a glass of water in the kitchen to help calm myself down and found anything to eat to help with my uneasy stomach. Justin walked around, finding food himself as I found myself trying not to look at him as much as possible.
Leave. Hurry up and leave dammit, I can't handle this-
"I love you." My stomach turned as I turned to face him, forcing back any memory of what was going on- always paranoid he could read my thoughts. What should I wear for work today...
"Love you too." The last lie I would ever have to tell. I hated lying, hated it so much, and would never of had to lie if I didn't fear so many fucked up things. Some- maybe most people would understand. But what did that matter? This is my life, my choice, if it didn't affect your life, then why did you give a fuck? The one reason why I hated religion and protesters, is that they gave a fuck about what other people did with their life when it didn't affect there's whatsoever. I had haters, and I was about to have more , much more.
A quick last kiss, and he was gone. I stared at the door he left through as I listened to him go down the stairs, start his tuned Subaru RS Impreza, and drive away.
Hurry up time is already running out.
My heart hammered as I ran for my phone at the other end of the apartment in my bedroom, immediately calling my Godfather as I ran back all over the house, unsure what to start packing first as my anxiety hit the ceiling.
No answer. I called again, my anxiety getting worse.
When he didn't answer the second time, I almost broke out in tears. Fuck fuck FUCK! Tessla please answer- I needed someone to talk to- I didn't know what to do, why wasn't my Godfather answering?! He said he was at the Hotel last night, he didn't back out on our mission. The fuck was going on?! Maybe he's in the shower, relax Lakota. You got this. He's here to help you, as always.
I started packing my 360 bag, with clothes from my dresser, then found myself starting to pack up the clothes in my closet, for I had my laptop to pack in my 360 bag aswell and it was pointless to put clothes in first. Bringing out the vacuum to use on the weird plastic bags my mom got me years ago. They worked great, literally made packing clothes much better for sucking all the air out and saving room. Back out in my living room I was, as I fixed up the book shelf for when my Godfather was to come so it'd be easy for him to pack when we would get the boxes out of my car. Realizing everything in the bookshelf was mine, I was back in the bedroom to continue packing as Tessla tried to calm me down.
My phone beeped then, I nearly dropped my phone to look to hope it was- Oh thank the heavens!
"I'll call you back Tess-" Quickly answering his call, my Godfather explained that his phone died, which was weird, but he was on his way thankfully. So I had about 15 minutes until he were to get to my house from the Radisson Hotel. I knew that from driving there and back on Easter to meet up with Damon. The whole reason I woke up to begin with- not that I did anything with the man. But I sure as hell wanted to, and that's when I realized everything. I couldn't thank Damon enough for that, neither could my girls, for I was getting saved. The fact that he wanted me back was even more mind blowing- Why? I was self conscious, Justin had a lot to do with that, calling me fat and all the other unreal shit he did to me. Part of me knew better, but some or most the time I just really couldn't help it.

Heavily breathing as I brought out shoe boxes, taping up my shoes and heels in them along with my breakable dragons. My heart- I seriously thought I would end up in the ER after this. If I made it out that was. My mind raced so badly, as I felt time tick out from under me, fear of him coming home for something he forgot, or that the funeral would be short. I opened the door to the balcony, and all the windows . AC was not an option, I needed to hear for his car if he were to come. Humid and foggy out, it wasn't helping matters as I downed another bottle of water. As badly as I wanted to take Zertec-D, that would not help with my heart in the least- nor the fact my whole body was shaking from this event.
My Godfather called again, needing help finding my apartment. Everyone did, for it was far back off the main road behind some town houses and whatnot. Watching him show up into my parking lot, my heart raced more . Especially when he got out and hugged me- the last time I saw my Godfather was when I drove up to Rhode Island for my cousins funeral back in 2010, for she sadly committed suicide. And before that was when my father- his best friend past away in 2007. This man was always here for me, there was no truer Godfather than him.
Shocking myself when I didn't break down in tears or hyperventilating seeing my Godfather, I was quick to grab the boxes out of my trunk, and ran up the stairs to get this mission going. There was no telling how much time we had, I could only hope it was like the other funerals his family had where they would party and drink afterwards.
"You really like Resident Evil don't you?" I couldn't help but let out a short laugh to that statement as I watched my Godfather take a glance at my apartment.

It was amusing, given the circumstances. Like my father, he never disapproved of what I liked or didn't like. Or my mom now that I thought about it. I had a great family, despite some shit here and there, they accepted me for me. That's all I ever wanted, was that really so bad to ask for? That's why I was leaving, cause Justin didn't accept me for me. He had just been looking for a weak girl he could control. The thought angered me, giving me strength to get on with the mission.

I showed my Godfather what to pack in the bookshelf, all my video games which he even remembered. Unlocking the plastic safe, I started digging out the systems that I was going to take. First I took out Justins PS1 and Dreamcast, as much as I wanted them, they weren't mine. I never took anything that wasn't mine, period. I was a bit annoyed with the wires all over the place, for I was trying to be very careful with my gaming systems. Xbox, GameCube, N64, Gameboy color, Gameboy SD, Sega Genesis, Nintendo, they all still worked and I planned on keeping it that way for the rest of my life.
"Why don't you just leave them in the safe?" I thought that over, the safe was Justin's sisters I explained, but he reassured me it was fine, the most it would cost is $30-$50. Hell that was what my systems had been in the past few years, obviously she didn't need or want it anymore. That saved us a lot of packing, for the boxes I had brought were just enough to fit all my video games, few movies, and books .
I was quick to get my posters off the wall, hurting the skin under my nails as I rushed through all my 20 something posters ripping the tacks off. Thank god I pulled off the bottom tacks a few days ago, another small thing I did to help move things quickly for today. Small things I did that Justin wouldn't of noticed. I had a bunch of my gaming shirts hung up as well, but decided to leave them there. Even left up my huge white tiger towel by the bathroom- oh well, no time. My Godfather being calm was what kept me calm, and aside the fact I didn't like showing weakness to anybody. Regardless of how quickly we were packing things up in boxes and into his car, it didn't slow down my breathing or heart rate, only made it worse as I panicked. Aside from being hung over the past few years, today had to of been one of the days I drank the most water- ever. I rarely drank water, never had a taste for it. Not to mention it was humid as fuck for some reason today- god damn!
Running up and down the stairs, I was nervous about the neighbors and landscapers outside. Clearly I was moving out, and tried to keep my face as calm as possible. I didn't want them calling the cops thinking I was robbing the place. Them seeing me go inside my Audi earlier assured me I'd be fine. Everyone knew my car, especially in this complex.
Escaping the Umbrella Corporation...
Getting the last of my stuff in the car, I did one last sweep of the apartment. A few things I missed here and there, which I ended up carrying back down stairs into my Godfathers car. Having OCD sucked, especially in a situation like this. My gun was another thing I would not forget, my beautiful P 22 Mosquito, Carbon Fiber. Thankfully I managed to find the papers showing that the gun was mine the other day, I would be screwed without them. My permit to carry was in my wallet still too, making me feel a bit better carrying it with me.
"Shit, where's my phone?!" I looked all over, then realized I packed it in one of the boxes upon calling it. What a great way to top off my anxiety- mother fucker, keep it together! God- how did I manage to do that?!?!?! Idiot- I gotta focus dammit!
"Time for the note." How my heart didn't explode or faint from all of this I was unsure, seriously one of the biggest panic attacks in my life- The fear of him coming home to me leaving, him and my Godfather getting into it, his family showing up, the cops, any of it. I didn't want it, I just wanted to get away.

Sorry for leaving this way but we aren't meant to be. Sell the Audi, you'll make over 9K for it.

I had planned to write out a whole essay about why I was leaving, but I was too shaken to write and wanted- needed to get the hell out of there. Leaving the note on his computer desk, I placed the wedding bag with all the receipts and wedding ring inside. Next to it, I placed my Engagement ring, all the jewelry he ever got me, the keys to the apartment, mailbox, my Audi, and my rims, all around the top of the note. The rims were mine completely, I had gotten a credit card just to get those rims last year when they first came out. Red and Black Konig Illusions, perfect for my Umbrella Corp Audi TT.

Yet I left them on the Audi, for obvious reasons. Before leaving, I went on my gaming computer , then Justins computer, logging my Facebook off and erasing all the history and saved passwords. I already had a plan for that, I was just being extra careful. Back in my Godfathers car, we were ready to leave. First stop, was the bank-
I nearly had a stroke when my phone starting ringing. Oh Christ Tessla!
"Hey Tessla-"
"Were you just on Facebook???" She was nervous, and I reassured her it was me and why. I gave her the go ahead to change all my passwords, for when this was first all planned out I gave her everything that Justin had access to. In 5 to 10 minutes, she would change all my passwords to my emails, Facebook, Steam- Everything he knew about.
"What's your friends address?" My godfather asked me as he started the car. Holy Shit!!!
"Fuck- one second." Out of the car, I ran back up the stairs, suddenly happy that I didn't lock the door to the apartment just yet. I had left Specters address on the glass coffee table . Christ, that would be so easy for him to come find me after this bullshit. I kicked myself in the ass over and over again as I ran to get the paper, so fucking glad I didn't lock the door. Not that it wouldn't of been hard to break into my apartment, something I had to do before forgetting my keys inside a few months ago.
Back in the car, I glanced at the back seat while handing my Godfather the paper with Specters address, we completely filled up the car with my stuff. Even if I wanted to take more , I really couldn't. I had contemplated taking the gaming computer Justin put together for me. But no, all I needed was my laptop, which was already set up for gaming.
"It can't seem to find her." I looked over at his GPS, glancing down at my phone to pull up Google maps. It only took an hour at most to pack up my stuff- regardless about the stuff I left there and possibly forgot about, that was great time. Mad Skills.
"It's fine, we still have to go to the bank and find a Verizon store." I replied as I buckled up.
"That's your car?" He asked as we slowed down while driving by. No...
"Yea... But not anymore..." I felt stupid for having already missed something that wasn't even alive. Hell, the Audi was only a 2000, but it was my baby. I kept that thing in such good shape. Did whatever I could to make it run good and look good.

"Don't worry, you can always get another- a better one." Nodding in agreement, I looked away as we finally drove away. I contemplated having one of my friends buying the car off my ex- someone he didn't know so I could get my car back. That was, if he wasn't going to give it to his youngest sister who just got her permit to drive. That's probably where it was going, if he couldn't sell it. Though I was sure he'd sell it, the man was money hungry. Another reason why I had to leave. He always bitched that I wasn't making enough money- though I made enough for rent and other bills. He just wanted extra money for his car, which I couldn't really blame him for- but making me go to full-time work, full-time school, and having a part time job was TOO MUCH! I'll never forget that back in 2012 when I first started school, no wasn't an option for me. It was always his way or the highway.
Well guess what mother fucker- the highway is mine today!
My bank was a few streets over, and my anxiety only got worse as I walked inside. Mostly everyone here knew me, and knew I was engaged. The one young girl always told me that Justin is so sweet, always talking about me. I rolled my eyes at the thought, he only sweet talked me to other girls, anything he could do to get attention from females. It was more annoying than anything, especially when he tried getting me to get a girlfriend on OkCupid so he could have 2 girlfriends as well as another room mate to help us with the apartment. I never met a more greedy, money hungry, controlling piece of shit sex addict in my life! Most my ex boyfriends were Virgin Nerds- but this was seriously beyond unreal.

"Hi, can you tell me how much I have in my account?" I handed her my bank account number, glad I didn't get the young girl who tried talking to me about the wedding every time she saw me. Annoying.
"You have $574." Not much, but it's better than nothing. You're sooo lucky I'm not an evil bitch, you asshole.
"Okay, may I have half of that please." I had gotten a joint bank account with Justin when I first moved up here on St. Patricks day of 2009. I never was found of banks, always liked keeping cash on me, but he made me do this. That or get my own, so I did this so he could handle the bills. Every bill was directly taking out of our account, an easy way but sometimes stressful leaving him to start fights with me over money. He was allowed to buy car parts and weed though I had to work two jobs and spend no money. Oh wait, unless he were to buy it for me- hang it over my head. About that.
"$237... Anything else I can do for you?" The Asian lady asked me.
"Yes, I'd like to take myself off the account." I hesitated a bit with that sentence, for I knew she had to of figured that one out. Not her business, and you're not doing anything wrong, relax.
Apparently I had to wait to talk to someone in one of the office squares. I panicked more as I waited, glancing at the clock more than I should have. Quickly, I was called forth by a woman, Thank God I didn't have to wait too long. She explained to me that I needed Justin's signature too. No fucking way!!!!!
"I need his signature to take myself off the account? That's a bit impossible right now." That made no fucking sense to me. Already I was ready for a lawyer, and my Godfather could get me the best one I already knew.
"Yes, within 30 days." Okay, that ain't as bad... I'm sure he'll sign. He wouldn't want to keep me on that account.
"Okay, that's fine." I signed a few papers, then I was out the door and back into my Godfathers car. I explained the situation to him, but he was more concerned about the fact I only managed to get $237. I had another paycheck coming, and hopefully it wouldn't be going back into that account. I did change that setting at work a few days ago to be safe, for payday wasn't for another week.
Finding a Verizon store in the area seemed to be pointless between his GPS and my phone- so we ended up just going to Specters house.

"I gotta call my friend real quick." Even though Specters address wasn't coming up, I knew the town she lived in and would meet her when we got there.

"Go ahead and change all the passwords." I said when Tessla answered, then reassured her I was okay. She sounded just as on edge as I felt, being my best friend, I couldn't blame her. She watched me go through this for years, she witnessed it herself for 2 weeks when she stayed up here in 2010. I couldn't be more thankful for such a good friend to stick by me through all that, and to help me with this.
After getting off with Tessla, I called Specter to let her know I was on the way. She was the more calm one between Tessla and I, the girl was in the middle- the purple between the "Fire and Ice" as I called it. Specter, another best friend of mine I was more than thankful for meeting through DeviantArt. Her and I were also like twins in more ways than I could begin to list. The 3 of us together was what the world needed.
Within the 3 and a half hour to Specters house, we talked about my father, how they met, why we can't figure out why my dad's side of the family won't talk to us, my mom and sister, his connections in Boston and Rhode Island, his girlfriend, my friends who knew about our mission, to even things like the shootings last year. It was nice being able to talk to my Godfather again, the man had a great sense of humor, not to mention incredibly smart. He owns two restaurants, one in Boston and one in Lowell.
"You know, I just want to bring up that I'm extremely proud of the fact you haven't mentioned Justin once since I showed up." I glanced over at him, then back out the window at the gorgeous mountains as we drove deeper in Northern PA.
"Yea... I guess I haven't huh? I don't feel... anything." Now that I thought about it, I was much more relaxed than I should of been.
"It's because you're liberated." I blinked as a small smile came to my face.

"I suppose I am." For now, until Justin gets home and sees what I've done. Thinking of that, I turned off my cell phone, just in case he were to come home now and I just jinxed myself. Until I were to be able to change my number and kick that asshat off my account, my phone was staying off. I didn't need to go through another panic attack, and it felt extremely nice that I was able to finally calm down after an eventful morning.

Sometime After 4 PM- We had to meet Specter somewhere in town cause my phone wasn't even pulling up her house, which was weird cause I found her house a few weeks ago using my phone. Come to find out, apparently she gave me her old address with her new town. Oh Specter, I'd like to see you blonde one day my love.

"Now don't freak out, but there's firetrucks all over my street cause somehow there's a forest fire in my backyard?" But arriving at her house, the trucks were parked further down the street. I contemplated after we were to move all my stuff in her room, we could make a short video of us sneaking around the Arklay Forest to make it look like Specter started the fire due to lighting zombies on fire. How amusing would that be, but I was tired as ever, and needed to find a Verizon store ASAP.
"Where's L?" My Godfather asked as we watched him enter his info in to buy me a plane ticket down to Tampa for June 1st. I had contemplated waiting for another time to have him do that, but with him right here it was much easier. The man was busy, never getting sleep due to his kids and owning his own business. Specter and I laughed from the way he said this, for it took us a minute to realize what he was talking about. I personally thought to DeathNote right away, and was sure Specter did the same.
Saying goodbye to my Godfather was hard, for I had no idea when I'd see him again. For when I were to get to Florida to live with Tessla, there was no telling when I'd ever be up north again. Hopefully soon, for I wanted to visit my sister, family, and friends. Giving me three hundred dollar bills, I nearly had a stroke.
"This should help you out for a while if you have trouble getting a job right away. Call me later with an update, I love you."
"Thank you- it really means a lot! I love you too! If I don't call you first please call me to let me know when you're almost home." The drive up to Boston from here would be a few hours, but not as long as it took from when he drove last night to Philly where I was.
Specters room was filled with my boxes and stuff as I pulled out my laptop to update my twitter with a pic that Specter took-

Soon enough, Damon and a few others favorited that tweet, knowing exactly where I was and why. I then helped Specter put the boxes of my stuff up in her attic, my clothes in her closet, and got her room cleaned up in no time. Again, I had thought seeing her after this would put me in tears for what I have done. Perhaps it didn't hit me yet cause I was still rather calm. I got out... I'm free- and Safe.

For now.

I forced back the thoughts of when my ex would come home and see everything, calling me freaking out.
"Oh, we couldn't find a Verizon store, can you take me to one?" I asked Specter, noting that she was watching me very carefully. I had mentioned to her that I couldn't be alone, cause that's when I would break, and I didn't want that. Ever.

"I have to go to work soon, but I'm sure Mikey or my mom can take you." I was sad that she had work tonight, but reassured me she'd be back home around 8 or 9. We got on Oovoo with Tessla, who was more happy than ever to see that I made it safely, and that I was more calm than when she had spoken to me earlier this morning. Her eyes lit up when I told her my Godfather had also bought my plane ticket to Tampa before leaving. She made plans with "Chaos", her boyfriend on taking me out to dinner when I were to arrive. I was excited, finally able to see my best friend again after 2 years of not talking to her due to bullshit my exes friends made up to make us hate each other in spite of their jealousy. When we had figured that out last year in August, our bond was stronger than ever, and we were both happy to have one another back in each others lives like before.
"Go through and delete and block everyone." Tessla reminded me, to which I was already on my Facebook trying to figure out a status to write. Upon doing so, I realized about half my friends were his family and friends, and would take a long time. Due to that, I ended up deleting my personal Facebook, for I didn't really use it that much anyways. I was slowly really starting to disappear, Lakota was here more than ever now. And it's going to stay that way- Lone wolf, for now and forever...

5:18 PM- "Lakota lakota lakota- Justin is calling me." Tessla yelled over Oovoo to get my attention away from Specter.
There's my heart- oh no, no no no... I turned to Specter with worried eyes ready to panic, who was about to leave for work, and I begged her to stay and call out. I couldn't be alone- I couldn't. Please don't leave me Specter!
"Relax, I'll be back soon. You're okay Lakota." She reassured me as best she could, but I knew the minute she was gone, things would get worse for me mentally.
"Mother fucker won't stop calling me. I'm blocking his number." Tessla growled to me as her baby daughter fused somewhere behind her. I asked her how to do that, for I was sure he was calling me as we spoke and was too terrified to turn on my phone to witness that. Trying to log into Verizon wireless as Specter left, I forgot my password, and gave up on trying for Specters mom was home now. Perfect timing.
"Another 215 number is calling me." The number was his brother-in-law, where Tess was getting extremely annoyed at everyone trying to reach her. Of course they'd try her- they knew she was my best friend and would know where I was. They were dumb for thinking for one second she'd tell them anything. Idiots.
"Hey, we're just making sure Lakota is okay and didn't get abducted or anything. Please let us know. Wow really?" Tessla read the text to me and I swore my eyes could of popped out of my skull.
"Abducted?! Are they fucking serious!?!?!?! Yea, I got abducted- and my kidnapper just happen to only want my clothes, posters, laptop- But leaves behind the car parts, 4 computers, 55 inch TV, my Audi, ya know, all the shit that's worth hundreds. Let's not forget the note with all the jewelry and keys around it." I could not believe they honestly thought that! Perhaps they were in such shock that I managed to do such a thing, which was probably the case. Especially seeing as though none of his family or friends saw it coming. I deserved an academy award after that stunt. One day, I hoped that my story would be made into a lifetime movie- or bigger movie. For, there were tons of people in relationships like I had just been in, and can't find the strength to leave and be happy. Others had it worse, physically abused and much more horrible types.

"This is what I texted back; She is fine. If one more person harasses me I'm filing for harassment." Her phone then dropped next to her keyboard as she grunted with annoyance. I hated that they all had her number, but at least she'd be able to block whoever were to try and bother her. I hated them more for this, and could only imagine who else they were bothering to get answers from. Hence why I told so few people, so they wouldn't be dragged into this bullshit.
"Alright well, I'm going to go talk to Specters mom and brother Mikey and see who can take me to Verizon to kick him off my account and change the number. I love you, I'll update you soon. I'm keeping my phone off until I do this though." As soon as I was off with her, I ventured out onto the back patio to join everyone. Soon enough, Mrs. Specter took me on our adventure to find a Verizon store, which we happened to find a brand new one on the way to the place we were going, which was good for being just that much closer to home. It had already taken about 30 or so minutes to get there, I could only imagine how much longer it would take to get to the one she was planning on taking me to. Here in Northern PA, it was literally the middle of no where. Beauty at its best.
We had small talk here and there, and I loved her all the more I got talking with her. She was shorter than me, and seemed to be the most relaxed and nicest woman I had ever met. One day, I'd have her meet my mom, that very thought brought a smile to my face, drowning out the fact that my phone probably had over 20 voice mails and 48576230 texts.
In Verizon, a woman was talking to the only man who appeared to be working in the store. Clearly just built by the smell of fresh paint, Specters mother and I walked around, glancing at other phones and devices as we waited. We browsed the internet, waiting as patiently as we could. Finally, the guy asked if there was anything he could do to help me as he waited on something he was helping her with his computer, to which I explained the situation.
"I'm actually going through a similar experience with my ex girlfriend. Come back in about 20 minutes and I should be free to help you." With that, we went over to taco bell and had dinner, which I paid for in thanks of her driving me out here. Justin got brought up, which I was already expecting, and surprisingly, didn't mind even talking about. I didn't feel my anxiety climb from talking about the situation, and felt even better to hear from her that I had done the right thing. I wanted to believe that, I knew I did, I just wish there was a way I didn't look like such a coward about it.
Just before 8, we finished our meal and went back over to Verizon, where the woman was finally done taking up the mans time. I was certain with how loud she was she was one of those who never shut the hell up. My patience was going out the window, even despite the fact I finally ate and was starting to get sleepy. How I hated how that worked, I could eat a bag of candy and fall asleep.
"Your account is suspended." I blinked as the man looked up to meet my eyes from him computer.
"I don't see how, I used it most of the day today." I was extremely confused by this, and tempted turning my phone on.
"It's been suspended since... 2011." WHAT!?!
"Um, unless the Government is keeping it on to monitor me, that's literally impossible." And people say I'm too paranoid about Umbrella. Jesus.
"Wait, sorry, you were due for an upgrade in 2011..." My heart relaxed a bit.
"I was going to say... But it still shouldn't be suspended, I used it pretty much all day."
"Try calling someone." I glanced at my phone hesitating.
"I have it off right now cause around 5:20 my ex fiance came home to me and my stuff gone with a note hardly explaining why. And he's been blowing up my friends ever since and I have been trying to avoid seeing my phone go off... But here it goes." I turned on my Droid and waited for it as the guy behind the desk continued to look at my account and attempt to see how it could be suspended. Upon trying to call Tessla, come to find out it was true- my phone wouldn't work. The fuck???
"Alright, well I would like to kick my ex off my account then change my phone number please. I can't risk him finding me or continue to get harassed by him. He's been having people blow up my poor friend since he came home."
"I understand, and I can imagine." With a few attempts, the man was unable to preform the tasks I required, so he had to call for help. A woman came on, who sounded like she came out of an anime I couldn't place my finger out. Really nice lady, and was more than greatful for both of their help. I managed to kick Justin off my account, change my number, my password to the account, and get a new plan which was to take effect after the 8th of June. Free text and Calling with 1GB of internet for $60 a month, sweet shit.
Specters mom came back in from her car, and I felt so bad she had to wait this long for something that should of been a quick fix. The store closed at 8, and it was almost 9 now. Christ- I thanked the guy, and hurried out the door with my phone I could thankfully keep on. In your face asshole!! Texting Tessla, I let her have my new number, then began deleting numbers that I didn't need anymore to save memory in my phone. I had deleted over 30 numbers, also because I didn't want to accidentally call them- cause that would go over well. I didn't need to spend another $20 or however much money to change my number again.
The ride home was interesting, a storm was brewing, as if a Tornado was about to touch down. Lightening, Thunder, strong winds where huge branches were all over the roads.
[Guess Who > ] Hitting send, I waited for Damon to respond, which he was rather quick to do so. I explained I was on my way home with Specters mom, and asked if he could get on Oovoo with us when I got back. Now I can talk to you all I want, no one to tell me what to do any fucking more. I'm free, I'm really free. Resident Evil, just you wait. Specter and I had plans for videos and pictures, they were going to be insane. I could finally post whatever I felt like it on Deviantart, on Facebook- though I deleted that, for now- anything!

9:30-10:00PM- "Sorry it took so long- there was this woman at Verizon who was an annoying bitch-"
"Justin called." I stopped frozen in place in her room as I noted she had Tessla on oovoo.
"HOW THE FUCK DID HE GET YOUR NUMBER?!?" My mind raced- I couldn't figure it out beyond measure as I sat down at the small desk where my laptop was across the room from her.
"I have no idea- but he must of been more pissed when the answering machine was Wesker's voice." I laughed along with her, but fear started back up in my heart as Damon joined our Oovoo chat.
"Hey! Glad to see you made it safely..." And he went into how it was the right thing to do and all that. It was helping, but what wasn't was how the mother fucker got Specters number.
"Sorry Damon, I'm listening- I just need... Fuck- Tessla, help me try to find Specter by her phone number. You too Specter." Within seconds, we all tried finding Specter by her phone number, but it said she lived in Scranton- which was about an hour away? Thank God- He wouldn't be able to find me.
"For now, we're good. Last thing we want is him finding out where I am. He called Specter, Damon. I have no idea how he even got her number." Damon seemed uneasy about that, and I was most certainly uneasy about it.
"I've been able to to find where you live Damon- It doesn't take much if you know how and where to look on the internet, having the right tools and information..." Although I couldn't see his face, for his camera was off, I could only guess what his expression looked like from that statement.
Soon enough, he had to go and get things done, and I had to call my Godfather with my new number. I explained the whole scenario to him at the Verizon store, then went into how he somehow managed to get Specters number.
"He called me too." WHAT IN THE HOLY MOTHER OF-
"what- how?! What did he say???" Specter was rather quiet as I paced in her room on the phone with my Godfather.
"He asked who I was, and I asked who he was for he called me. He asked me if I was Lewie. I said Lewie? I'm not Lewie." Lewie? The only Lewie I was aware of was my old friend from Rhode Island- but I haven't talked to him in years. Again, losing contact with most my guy friends because of his jealousy controlling ass.
"I don't know where he got Lewie from honestly." I shook my head, trying to figure out how he was getting all these numbers. He didn't have my Godfathers number either- for he was supposed to ask him if he had his permission to marry me. When my Godfather asked him about that, he said he didn't have his number and didn't want me getting suspicious. Anyways, my Godfather informed me Justin was able to somehow figure out who he was-
"Did you know Lakota left me today? To which I replied with 'Yes, I was with her'." Oh my God- I HOPE YOU PUT THE FEAR OF GOD INTO THAT BASTARD!

"What did he say?!" I froze in place, anticipation itching all over my body.
"He said; 'Is she alright? Please tell me where she is-' and I said 'Justin, all I can tell you is that she is out of state.' He kept trying to talk to me to which I replied 'Justin, I am not having this conversation with you. Goodbye.' And hung up." HAHA! Oh I love you! My shit eating grin didn't last long, for I was still trying to figure out how the fuck he was getting all these numbers all of the sudden. Like I had thought, he would try to track me down. He won't find me, Specter will make sure of that. All my friends will.
Upon getting off the phone with my Godfather, I returned to talk with her and Tessla on Oovoo to tell them what I was just informed. They thought it was great- but the question still remained. How was he getting the numbers? Hopefully now with what my Godfather told him, he wouldn't think to try to hunt me down up Specters way. Not that he knew where to look, Thank God.

"Lakota-Lakota- Your sister is calling me." There's my heart again. For fuck's sake, can today end please?! Upon my sister asking Tess in text where I was, Tessla had me do a conference call with her so she wouldn't get my number.
"Where are you? You can't be in Florida." She sounded upset, I could't blame her. I could only imagine what Justin had told her.
"I'm with my Godfather, I'm okay." I went into the whole thing, which most of it she already knew for I went to her before when I was upset with Justin's sex obsession. My sister wanted to come get me, to which I also told her no, especially since I wasn't infact, with my Godfather. It was a lie so no one would try to get me. Again, he wasn't the type you'd want to mess with.

"I was so scared- I was ready to send a search party for you in PA- Justin said you are missing, possibly abducted." ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW!? Oh how cute, you ignorant piece of shit-
"I left him a fucking note, that lying mother fucker." Oh I was fuming. I hated liars, especially when it came to upsetting those I cared for. My sister went into how she asked Justin and his mom not to say anything to my mom until tomorrow- for it was late and she didn't want her to deal with this.
"You can always come back and live here..." Oh no, I'm not doing that again. I had more than enough reasons, as much as I loved my sister and her kids...
"No, I'm staying with him until I figure out what to do. I need a break. Which reminds me..." I went into how Justin managed to get my friend and my Godfathers numbers somehow trying to track me down.
"I told him to look at the phone record- same thing I told mom when you ran away from home a few years ago." WELL NO SHIT! THANKS SIS!
"Now that makes sense... that must also be how my phone got suspended. What an idiot, he tries to get a hold of me but suspends my phone?" I couldn't believe the logic behind that-

-Until something else clicked into place. Damon!
[Justin managed to look through my phone bill- which is how he's been getting everyone's number. Whatever you do, Do NOT answer any phone number you don't recognize! Especially if it's a 215 or 267 area code.] Hitting send, my heart raced as I prayed that I managed to shut off Justin's phone before he could do anything else. Though I was sure if he had called, Damon would of texted me to let me know.
"Shit, moms calling me. You need to talk to her. I'm not dealing with her Lakota." Glancing at the clock, I realized it was midnight. They must of told her-
"Lakota your mom just wrote on my wall to tell her where you are or shes calling the cops." Tessla added, my anger rising.
"I'm contemplating going back to Philly just to beat his fucking ass- I cannot believe this!!" My cell was close to being crushed in my hand.
"I'm pissed too, I told them not to say anything. You have to tell mom." Face palming myself, I let out a heavy sigh. It's better to get this out of the way now- all in one day.
"I know. I'll call you tomorrow." Getting off with her, I typed the number to Tessla as she conferrenced me to my mom. She sounded upset, but not too upset. After explaining the situation to her, Specter, Tessla and myself laughed uncontrollably to my moms reaction. It was much better than my sisters.
"Oh...Ooohhh, uh, ohh.... I don't see what the big deal is about sex either! You know, I was in your position once. I dated a man with PTSD, and had to run away with a goat, cat, dog, and your sister." What? The conversation was rather amusing to say the least, and I was happy to hear this all from my mom being very supportive.
"You didn't say anything on Facebook."
"Yea mom, he had access to my Facebook, especially after he deleted his- he had mine on his phone also."
"Jesus. His mom called me saying you were missing, to where I asked where he was and she said he was sleeping. 'Sleeping?! How could he be sleeping when my daughter is missing?!?'"
"I love how they fail to mention I left a note and all the stuff aside from mine behind. Assholes. But really, I'm okay mom. I promise." After reassuring her I was fine, I was finally free.
The girls laughed like crazy at my moms reaction, saying how great my mom was and all this. I couldn't help but still feel angry that he and his family tried making it look like I got abducted. To do that to my family! My mother especially, who just got cured of the worst type of Breast Cancer. Assholes. I should of taken the damn car.
Soon enough, Tessla went off to bed after her daughter woke up, and it was finally time for this chaotic day to end. Specter helped me pull out the mattress from the footon in the other bedroom for me to sleep in her room. My anger eventually settled down as Specter and I talked and goofed around here and there. But when the lights went out, Damon and I texted back and forth for a while before sleep finally took over my brain.
Though I knew the next few weeks to months would probably be dramatic from Justin and his insane family, I knew I could finally actually live now. I was certain after this- I could handle anything. And that I would always be ready for what were to come next.