Mate of two Alphas.

My lungs ache as I run away from the house where I was born and raised by my parents. I'm panicking, I need to be quick. I'm tired as I run through the woods and finally dodge every tree that appears in front of me. If I'm a bit lucky, my parents won't be able to reach me and I'll finally be a woman free of everything. I stumble over a stone, but I refuse to stop - even though the pain in my big toe is unbearable - I have to get there as quickly as possible. I hold the ticket and the old cell phone between my fingers, squeezing them as if my life depended on it. The last train from the city was leaving at three. Few people left at that time, so they didn't wait long. I had five minutes to get there and with a lot of luck, I was close enough - due to the proximity of my house there. When I finally make it to the platform, I nervously stop in front of the bundled-up man. Sweat trickles down my forehead and I swallow dry, pulling air into my lungs. "Good evening!" He says, winking at me as he carefully handles the paper. "Good evening, I'm in a hurry! The train leaves in a minute." I mutter. "I know!" He shrugs his shoulders, as if he doesn't care, and hands me a ticket. "Take this with you!" I nod, having no room for thanks or any other dialog. I jump on the train and start walking quickly between the carriages - getting further and further away from the entrance. I give a weak smile as I sit down on the comfortable padded seat. I close the curtain next to me and the one in front, preventing anyone from seeing me in there. I laugh weakly, running my fingers over my forehead. The taste of victory is wonderful. The shouting outside overwhelms me and I put only part of my face out as I slump down in my seat. "I can't let you get on that train." The man says, as some security guards approach. "My daughter is running away from home." My father shouts, his face extremely red. "I'm going to catch her and kill her today!" "It's not our problem." I grumble. "She's underage, I'll sue you!" My brother shouts. "We don't sell tickets to minors without a responsible adult present." He complains. "The train is leaving now." And he turns his back, getting on the train. The security guards stop my family members and finally, the doors close. I let out a breath of relief and throw myself back, closing my eyes. At last, I allow myself to relax. - x - "Hey!" The man shakes me and I open my eyes with difficulty, holding my bag against my chest and staring at him, frightened. "No, I'm not going to hurt you!" He looks at me, his eyes full of pity. "The train has stopped!" He mutters. "All that's left is for you to get off." "Oh!" I nod. "Of course, I'm sorry!" "It's nothing!" He says, giving me space so I can get out. "You..." He stops talking and I stare at him. "Were they your family?" I analyze him for a while, even though he seems very trustworthy. He still lives in town, I believe. I swallow hard. "No, I don't have a family." I say, getting off the train. Without looking back. After that, I got on the second train, finally heading for my final destination. - x - The city was huge and very, very busy. The sun was going down when I arrived and I find myself wondering if I'm doing the right thing by coming to live here, in this place. I had no freedom where I lived and I'm afraid of all of it - which has now been given to me, and all at once. Still being a minor, I'm going to have to live in the shadows, hiding from the authorities and begging myself never to get into trouble. It's desperate to be in my situation, but there's nothing I can do about it for the moment. My stomach rumbles, clenching inside me, and I thank myself for having "borrowed" some of my younger brother's cookies - which were forbidden to me. I take one of the packets and walk in slow steps, observing everything around me. It was amazing how big and impressive the world outside was. I find myself dazzled and afraid, how can a girl my age end up in such a big place all alone? It's so strange. I smile happily. Like a miracle, I pass in front of a small snack bar. I stare at the white sign: "WAITRESS NEEDED" I give a huge, open smile. I hadn't even thought about that part yet, but if all went well, I'd soon be employed too. I push open the door, walking with difficulty to the counter crowded with people shouting their orders to the only waitress in the place. I squeeze in as I squeeze between two starched men. "Hi!" I say, trying to catch her eye. She passes me once or twice, gliding from one side to the other. "Hi! I came for the sign." I wave my hand at her. She stops for a second and stares at me as if I were one of her greatest salvations. "In that corridor," she points, and I nod, dragging myself there. - x - I rub my forehead and sigh, closing my own eyes. I'm employed. Finally, everything is going stupidly well for me and, with the guarantee of a job, I've got a room for the night. Now I'm sitting on the comfortable mattress in the tiny room I've rented. Hold on. A fine drizzle begins to fall outside, wetting the bedroom window and I smile, feeling like the happiest damn person in the world. I'm free of my family and everything is going strangely well.