Deadly Princess

Chapter 1

Irene pov.

Walking into the front door of my little hut I had built myself my mind began to wander through my past. I had ran away from home after my mom died from the birth of my brother. Our dad abused him every single day. He yelled at him and me every single day. He was so upset at us. No at himself for not being able to save her. But he had no right to take out on us.

His anger got worse and worse as days past. It made me cry everyday, everyday I wished I could do something. But no matter what itried he would get more violent. There was nothing I could do.... He called my brother "useless" "a mistake" "a burden" and he would say "she would still be here if you weren't.".

One day his body finally gave out. Or more like his mind gave up he couldn't take it anymore. He killed himself. At first I didn't know, until I noticed that the screaming and the crying had stopped. I went to his bedroom to check on him. I blamed myself for not doing anything. That was the day I snapped. Seeing his body hung from a rope dangling there hopelessly. No life in his eyes. Bruises littered across his skin.

I couldn't take it anymore. I carried him in my arms with tears threatening to spill from my eyes. I took him to the backyard and buried his body. I took the metal bracelet that was on his wrist, it was our moms she gave it to him with her final breath.

I went to go back inside, that was when I saw my dad staring at me from the 2nd floor window. His face filled with disappointment. He shook his head as he walked away. Like this was my fault. The anger that was stowed away deep inside me had been released from this.

I stormed inside and ran up the stairs. I swung open his door. The yelling commenced. He said some pretty fucked up shit about my brother so raised my hand and I smacked him with everything thing I had. He was shocked but you could see the hurt in his eyes, not that I cared, but it was there. He knew he stepped out of line with that one. I punched him in the stomach repeatedly letting my anger out until he pulled me into a hug. I tried to struggle out of his hold but he wouldn't let me.

His grip tightened to the point where it hurt. I tired to tell him to let me go but he wasnt budging. So I bit the thing closest being one of his wrist. It drew blood and his face filled up with rage as he clenched the bite mark. Using his un bitten arm he backhanded me. I was free of his grasp though so I made a break for it. I raced to my room with tears flowing down my face. My face stung and my lungs ached as I ran away from him. Locking my door as i entered my room I packed most of my essentials as I heard him pounded on the door. I had to hurry. I opened my balcony and jumped as he broke down the door.

And thats how I ended up here. Five years later living alone in the woods. Well not completely alone. I made a friend her name, Katamina. We ran away together and started a new life in the forest. It was amazing so far.

I hopped in bed relaxing trying to shake the thought from my head until sleep overtook my body.

I hear a creaky floorboard wakes me but I dont think much of it ,because it was probably just kats, and roll back over in bed. Soon after I wake up and decide I need a shower. I walk out of my room and into the bathroom. I turn on the lights and shut the door. Turning on the water on and stepping in. The cold water runs down my back as I slide to the floor up against the wall. I sit in the shower for about 10 minutes not feeling motivated to move at all. Shaking the clouds in my head away I get up and actually shower.

I turn off the water and step out. Putting on my lace underwear and bra. But as Im about to put on a loose hoodie I hear a sound. It sounded like it came from the kitchen. I don't bother putting more clothes on, because its my house, as I slowly tiptoe into my room and grab the dagger from under my pillow. I hear more rummaging in the kitchen. Peeking around the corner there's a figure in my pantry.