It was getting tiring, running from everything. Harley sat at a gas station, refueling her bike. She'd just arrived in the state. She sighed leaning against her baby. She swore in her head it was unfair, her parents, the ones who were supposed to love her no matter what. Threw her out, horrified at her ability. She felt her hands ball into fists and she glared behind her glasses. People, as a whole, here ignorant and stupid. Afraid of what they could not control, unable to accept difference. She growled a little under her breath. She payed with a debit card, she sometimes pick pocketed and stole little money here and there and deposited it in the bank so she could survive. She payed her due and got on the bike. she had no idea where she was going, but she felt like she was getting close to where she belonged. Or at least...she had a gut feeling...