The escape

You had a bad relationship with your parents, but you also had a friend—she was always cheerful and used to pull you out of trouble and things like that.

On this day, you were sitting in your room, listening to your parents' screaming again; as usual, they were fighting in the kitchen. You were just about to put on your headphones when you heard a knock at the window. You walked over to it and peeked through the curtains. You saw your friend standing on a bench, holding onto your windowsill, looking at you and smiling; you were a bit startled since you didn't expect to see her.

"What are you doing here?!.."

you asked

"I just want to get you out of this hellhole of an apartment, let's go!"

It was summer, warm, 6:30 AM, dawn. You lived on the first floor and were in your pajamas, but you didn't care. You already started climbing out the window, just so you wouldn't have to stay near your parents.

You had a bad relationship with your parents, but you also had a girlfriend, she pulled you out of troubles, sadness and all that. She had blond hair, green eyes, slightly pale skin.