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Marlboro Lights

prologue // lessons learned

I should have listened to him.
I shouldn't have followed him.
I should have ran when he told me to, and I shouldn't have stopped to apologize to the man I bumped into.
In retrospect, that was probably my biggest mistake.

A word of advice,
If you're running from the scene of a crime, don't stop to apologize. I don't care if you flatten an old lady and she shatters a hip. You book it as fast as you can and you never look back.

I wish someone had given me that advice four months ago.
If someone had just sat me down and said, 'Jette, when someone tells you to run, you run and you don't question him. Got it?' I probably would have laughed and rolled my eyes, because four months ago that would have sounded preposterous. Nobody would ever tell me to run from anything. Unless it was from one class to the next because I was late. But if someone had given me that invaluable advice, I would have brushed it off, but it would have stayed in the back of my mind and when the time came for me to stumble on the big secret my tiny town was keeping, I would have remembered and I would have listened.

Had I listened, none of this would be happening.
I wouldn't be hiding from strange men with stranger accents.
I wouldn't be lying to my father about where I was staying every night.
I wouldn't be boarding a plane to Las Vegas to do something I never imagined doing, not even in my wildest fantasies.

But that's the rational side of me thinking.
Rationally speaking, I was in a world of trouble and it was very likely that my life was in danger.

But the dominant side of me - the side that had been longing for a little adventure - was morbidly grateful for the happenings in my life.
And I was even more grateful for the stranger who had started everything.

How could I not be?
Every night for as long as I could remember, I wished for a way out. I prayed for a handsome stranger to ride into town, sweep me off my feet, and take me on a life-changing adventure. I blame the stack of old romance novels I found in my attic ten years ago, but nevertheless...

You know that saying, 'Be careful what you wish for, because you just might get it'?
Remember it.
Live by it.

Notes

Posted this originally early 2014, but due to some issues with another story I was posting - I removed everything. Giving things another go, please let me know what you think! There are 10 chapters now, I'll update once a day until I'm caught up!

xx Katie

Comments

@BloojayLove
These comments definitely do not annoy me! Your excitement for this story honestly keeps me motivated to write it. Thank you so much! I have one other update to make before I update this one, but soon!!

ohglory ohglory
4/12/15

GAHHH! I hate you!! I was literally falling off of my seat it was so damn good!! Sorry if my obsessive comments are annoying you, but there is no freaking way I can read that without reacting!!! I. JUST. CANT. RIGHT. NOW. Like I want to cry because it was just getting even better and then it stopped!!! And I think I just died. WHY DO YOU LIE ZAYN?!?! WHYYYYYYYY?!?!

JustBloo. JustBloo.
4/11/15

@BloojayLove
Seriously, your enthusiasm for this makes me so so happy.

ohglory ohglory
4/11/15

*throws phone against wall and screams* WHYYYYYYTHEEEEFFUUCCCK?!?! Why didn't this chapter go on forever!!!???? Updateupdateupdate! Omigosh why are you messing with my heart like this?!? That. Was. Freaking. Heaven.

JustBloo. JustBloo.
4/9/15

@BloojayLove
=D Not a sex offender, he's a mostly innocent lad - but you're heading in the right direction. Thank you!!

ohglory ohglory
4/9/15