50 Shades but Not Grey Ch. 01

I hitch my backpack onto my shoulder and walk out of the house. It's late at night and everyone is asleep. I've had enough. Tonight was the last straw. I need to get as far away as I can from my mom and the idiot she calls her husband, my stepfather Dan. The man tried to rape me last night and Mom was going to let him.
They won't call the police. I'm 18 and recently graduated from high school. They also wouldn't want the police to know. Dan had been giving me signals for a while, so I had put a security camera in my room and had recorded last night's events. I have the disk with me. I just wish I had a car. I have money from my job but I always walked to work.
In my backpack, I have very little, just clothes and some trinkets, plus my laptop. This being Wisconsin, I'm wearing a jacket. I wanted to bring my dog Max, but how could I feed him and take care of him when I may not be able to feed myself? I miss him though, and decide to go back.
Max raises his head from the couch as I quietly walk back in. Everyone is still asleep. I get Max's leash and he's very excited, but I have to keep him quiet as I snap the leash onto his collar and then leave a note to mom. Max is my dog. She and Dan would have given him to the pound if I hadn't come back. I couldn't let that happen. Max and I head outside and I close the door one final time.
Max is only 4 years old, but I don't want to walk him long. The goal is to get out of town and then find a motel for the night. Walking slowly as to not tire him out, we walk an hour west before stopping to rest and give him a drink of water. I look at my watch and see it's after 3am.
Suddenly, a large RV stops beside us. The man driving smiles and comes down the steps. Max wags his tail and greets the guy, who bends to pet him.
"I have a Blenheim Cavalier," he says. "They are wonderful dogs."
Max is a ruby Cavalier. "Yes they are. Max is my best friend."
We hear barking inside and Max perks his ears. The guy laughs. "That's Juliette. You look like you're going someplace. Do you need a ride?"
I smile shyly at him. He's good looking and just a little older than I am, maybe 25. "Thanks!"
He guides us inside and Max greets Juliette happily. She seems happy to meet him too."
"I'm Scott Slater."
I gasp as I shake his hand. "THE Scott Slater, who owns several car dealerships and a few restoration garages?"
He smiles. "That's me."
His net worth is said to be around a billion dollars. "It's good to meet you. I'm Kelsey Hayes."
"Nice to meet you Kelsey," as he kisses my hand. "You're very beautiful."
I blush and smile. "Thanks. You're not so bad yourself."
He laughs and sits behind the wheel and motions for me to sit in the passenger seat. I look behind us and see Max and Juliette cuddling on the sofa. They look so cute together.
"So, what brings you and Max out in the middle of the night?" he asks as he puts the RV in motion.
"I left home. My stepfather tried to rape me last night."
"Sorry to hear that," he says somberly. "Will they come looking for you?"
"No. I'm 18 and out of school and Max is my dog, so they won't look for him either." I looked at him. "Are you on vacation?"
"Yes. Once a year, I like to drive the RV through the 48 contiguous states and I have a lake house in Minnesota. I'll stay there for about a week before heading west. I also have houses in Wyoming and California in addition to a house near my headquarters in St. Louis. Would you like to go with me? It's more fun having someone share my adventure."

"I would love to! Besides, Max