Hannah took a deep breath as she sat at the end of her stairs in her large home, her eyes were glued on the door that her father just walked out of. Hannah's life was filled with sadness, and guilt. Her father had left once before but her mother brought him back, but this time just seemed so different from the last couple of times, even though Hannah couldn't pin point as to why. Slowly she stood up and lifted up her hand to run her fingers through her stark red hair, that laid down her back in gorgeous red waves. Her eyes shifted slightly as she looked towards the kitchen where she could hear her mother talking on the phone with someone. I don't know what to do Janet... I- Yes, yes, I know... I just, I messed up big time, I didn't expect to be caught! A pause and by this time, Hannah had her ear pressed up against the wall, that separated the kitchen from the stair case, she strained her neck to hear better. Hannah is... Well, she just graduated her junior year, yes, I know... It's going to affect her, but what I don't know is what to do, Janet! Another pause and this time, Hannah moved a bit to listen more clear, she was now peaking through a hole that her father put in the wall a long time ago to spy on her mother. She looked to see her mother's beautify attire, and gulped but the next words she heart from her mother, she didn't expect to hear. "You think I had planned on getting caught cheating!" Those words swam through the eye of her mind and she gulped not really feeling anything as she slowly pulled her body from the peep hole, and just laid on the top step of the wide staircase. Her mind was reeling; how could her mother do this...? Her blue eyes moved up to the ceiling and finally she stood up, and felt the rush of newly stored anger fill her bones. waltzing down the stairs she barged into the kitchen and shrieked. "How could you have done this?! My dad was my everything! And you fucked it up! What the hell is your problem?!" Hannah's chest heaved heavily up and down as she panted, her other just looked at her with sorrowful eyes. "Hannah..." Sharply lifting up her hand she silenced her mother. "No! You need to... Make up your mind on what you want... And choose between, me and..." She looked around the kitchen for a sign of anything irregular, and when she found it she walked towards the fridge, which was connected to the counter with the sink built in. She leaned down and opened the draws to reveal the drain system, and crouching there was a man that looked to be as young as her. "Him. What's your name?" He looked shy and spoke softly. "Uh... Tom..." Hannah looked to her mother; "Tom..." She mentally shook her head, unable to even think about what her mother was thinking, how she could have done this. A couple minutes passed by when her mother said nothing, Hannah narrowed her eyes and shook her head. "You know what? I don't even care anymore..." She turned from the kitchen, after flipping Tom off, and ran up the staircase to her room, slamming the door open, she walked into the closet and pulled out a black backpack, and stuffed it with clothes, a wallet, and shoes, zipped it up, and opened her window. She slid down the wall with her feet pressed to it, making her land with one knee down and one foot down. Once she landed, she looked up at her surroundings and nodded her head, it was time to find a new life. Quietly and quickly she walked the streets, her back pack hanging on her back, and her eyes shooting around her, just to make sure no one jumped her or anything.