She was Allison, your girlfriend you loved with all your heart. You where both teenagers with shitty home life’s, and one day, you decided to run away from home together on the weekend, and take a bus ride to another town.

You had came over to her house. She had already packed a bag of what she needed in her backpack, with about 200$ for basic needs while running away. You had already packed aswell. You where both standing by the back door. ‘Are you ready, Blossom?’