Running from the Past

Kahlee decided that she should probably throw on her hood. The hood was attached to the waterproof jacket that she was wearing. While she speed walked she took it in her hands and flipped it over her head. It fell nicely so that it was even across her head, only little bits of hair where coming out of both sides because of the speed that she was going as she walked.

The young female omega believed that she might have gotten away with it at first because she did not hear anybody that could have been following her. However she still continued her pace of walking because she could still sense that he was close by. Perhaps he hadn't noticed her. As she had said she was a very different person when he knew her and she had grown up an awful lot since. He might not even remember her scent or even who she is, after all, they did only meet once.

She tensed for a minute when she heard him calling out her name begging her to stop. Nobody had called her that name in a long time. With a flash of her eyes she took of down the street at full pelt. She knew it was safe enough to do so here because of how abandoned it really was. She didn't look backward, she just kept running as fast as she possibly could to try and lose him. She wouldn't have a chance fighting I'm. But running from him. She could give him a run for his money.

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Kahlee wouldn't deny... She floored it. She pushed and pushed for more speed as she jumped up onto a shipping container and then to the roof of the building that was conveniently against one side. She hadn't run like this is a long while and she was glad that she still had the ability to if it weren't for the fact she was being chased by the one of two people she'd be very glad never to see again for a long time. Despite this she noted how she seemed to be stronger than she remembered, at least have more stamina as she jumped from the rooftops.

Her stomach near enough did a flip when she heard the ear bleeding roar which had probably just announced their location to every werewolf within fifty damn miles of the place. She ran harder knowing that he wasn't going to give up chasing her for a while. She used her knowledge of the place to her advantage, diving around sharp corners and scrambling under low leaning objects. If she got to civilisation he would have to stop, have to pull back and change back into his normal form, he wasn't stupid enough to go running around like that. At least she hoped that he wasnt.

On the other hand, he was catching up and fast. She considered turning full wolf but it wouldn't work, her apartment keys, phone and purse where all inside her jeans and she couldn't well leave them their to risk being stolen, also, she wouldn't like to be wandering around naked. Her only chance was to try out-running and out-witting him like this.

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Kahlee had been slowing down to be able to take the corner easily and not end up on the main road where she new a lot of trucks and lorries went through getting to some of the holding areas which where still being used. If she got there she would be safe from him. She could have made a scene and got twenty workers all over him in seconds, but not at this side of the road. The first thing that she actually thought about when she felt the shove from behind was that he was pushing her, shoving her into the way of on-coming traffic to try and kill her and not get caught, a quick and easy way to get rid of her was to throw her in front of a ten ton lorry.

She was on the floor in the middle of the road before she realised that he had gone down with her and that there was something that sounded like the beeping of a car or a truck or something. She hadn't come back around by the time Mikhal had dragged her and himself out of the way. It was only when he was pinning her against the wall that she tried to fight him off, trying to kick him away but failing. She had scraped her head from the fall, she could feel a little blood on her eyebrow, she was more worried about that then whatever he was saying to her, something about growing up beautiful. "Get off me!" She cried out trying her best to pull away from him, having no real luck at it.

Kahlee was just about listening to him chatter on about how he had changed, right now she wanted to spit in his face if it meant he'd let go of her damn wrists that he was pinning to the wall "No has cambiado!" She hissed at him, not even knowing if he spoke Spanish or not. Right now she didn't care "You still think you know me, you know nothing. I've survived for two years with you hunting me, like a dog! Te odio! I hate you more than I ever did before!" She cried out, still trying to pull away from him "Let go of me! You're hurting me..." She admitted in a breathy whisper.

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Translation:
"No has cambiado!" - You haven't changed!
"Te odio!" - I hate you!

Kahlee fought him the entire way inside the abandoned warehouse that apparently had been broken in to before considering that the doors where wide open and that there was graffiti all over the walls, there was basically no blank spaces left unless they where too high up to reach such as the ceiling and the very top of the walls. She had flinched when he tried to stop her wound bleeding. Obviously he had given her that because it should have healed by now, by the time he was done however she guessed it would be healed by then, or at least she hoped so.

She never wanted to kill anybody. Kahlee didn't have it in her heart toe very want to kill anybody however when the gun was pressed into her hand she took it. A lot had changed in her, perhaps now she had the guts to do it, perhaps she thought that killing him would end all of her problems. He wouldn't be able to ruin her life any more than he already had. The only person that Kahlee had ever come close to wanting to kill in her young life was her father, even then she did not believe that she would actually do it. Now on the other hand, she was older, wiser and a more bitter person. She might not like that fact, but she knew it to be true. When he started talking about her family she immediately screamed "SHUT UP!" At him, raising the gun. He didn't know them, he didn't know what he was talking about "You have no right to talk about my family so don't you dare." She spat at him ferociously. Her hands where shaking, as was the gun, even though it was pointed in his general direction.

The words he spoke in Spanish brought tears to her eyes. She pulled her hand away from his scarred one and landed three scratch marks straight across his cheek. He would heal extremely quickly, he an Alpha and she an Omega, but he deserved that, he didn't know what those words meant and he had no right to use them with her "Don't you ever speak a single word of my brothers ever again." She hissed at him. Her brother, her protective big brother, Eric. God she missed him, she loved her siblings, each and every one of them. Leaving them was the hardest thing that she had ever done but she refused to go back, this was her life now, this is what she had made for herself and this is where she was going to stay, no matter how many people tried to pull her away or tell her otherwise, this is where she was staying. This was home.

She wouldn't deny thinking about his words, she did. An awful lot, she couldn't help but think about what he could do for her if he where on her side. If she agreed to at least get to know the smallest bit about him. But no matter how persistent he was, he was her old life, he was what she had run away from in the first place. The one thing that made her life come crumbling down around her. She looked back up at him, this time with fiery determination in her eyes "You've ruined my life twice within two years." She started, however did not give him chance to speak before she spoke again "If you want me to even consider speaking to you, you need to get my father as far away from Beacon Hills as you possibly can. Because besides you, there are people here that I care more about than anything. I will not let him hurt them." She continued, once again not letting him get a word in edge ways "If he hurts a single person that's close to me... I'll kill you both." She admitted, there was no emotion in her voice for the last four letters of the sentence, it was a blood freezing tone, and, it was the truth.

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Kahlee had only realised that she had scratched him after it had happened and she was staring down at her now bloodied fingers with wide horrified eyes at the idea that she had just struck somebody for using words that she believed belonged to her brother. She shouldn't have done it. She didn't mean to do it she couldn't even remember doing it for god sakes. All she could do was stare at the blood slowly running down her fingers, she did nothing to even stop the blood from eventually reaching her wrist and dying her skin a bloody red colour.

She could barely hear him when he told her how he was done and that he didn't care about trying to prove to her that he was the good guy anymore. She didn't want to be screamed at about being disappointed by anybody, it was enough when her father threw it in her face. He didn't know her. He couldn't say those things. But what he said about her being just like her father hit home hard and hurt worse then any bruise or cut he had ever given her when she lived with him at home in Mexico.

"You're right!" She screamed at him. The tears in her eyes only getting more obvious as she spoke "I am my fathers daughter and I hate myself everyday for that. I see him in my reflection every single day and I wish I didn't! I wish I could tell you why I push people away but I can't! I don't have an explanation for you." I don't have an explanation for myself. One single year slipped down her cheek and she quickly yet furiously rubbed it away.

She watched him as he slowly headed away from her and outside the building. Maybe after all of this she could be free from him. If he no longer wanted her then her father would no longer have any need to chance her and to ruin her life all over again and again until she gave in and came home. To his home at least. "As much as he screwed me over. He did it to you too. He hates me because I'm him, he promised me to you because I'm his least favourite. His least valuable."

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Kahlee didn't really have any sort of idea about her father. She had stopped trying to understand his motives when she was seven. But she still didn't want to believe that she had the best Ford genes as he put it. She didn't want to be like that side of the family after all. She'd rather be her mothers child if all came to all. Then again she didn't have much to choose from in the end.

"So my children will be incredible but I just have the right to give birth to them." She gives him a dark look from over her shoulder at where he was stood. She didn't like that idea. Nor the idea of having kids right now. Perhaps when she was older and settle and was actually married to somebody she cared about. But right now at the ripe old age of twenty holding down a job with extreme hours and a one bedroom apartment with her father hounding her to return to Mexico.

Kahlee was glad that he seemed to be doing the one thing that she asks him to do and remove her father from the picture. Hopefully for good or at least for a few more years. She wanted this place to work. It felt right. It felt like the best place for her to be and she didn't want it to go so badly wrong like it did in Mexico. She shook her head almost immediately when he asked if she wanted to be taken home by him. She didn't want him to know where her home was. Not for the danger of her father being able to figure out and pick up their trail straight to her apartment "I need to get to work anyway." She muttered simply.

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