Broken...

Horror, Pure Horror

Important message at the end!

My hand slowly drags itself over my lips without my consent. My tear sting eyes ready to burst, my mind barely comprehending the anguish, the horror, the rage...

Laying across the hall floor is the one who hated me most of all, my foster father, a clear as day message written cleanly with his blood, my eyes suddenly flutter to Cassandra whom's sobs rack uncontrollably as Rick steadily puts either of his hands on her shoulders in a strong grip guiding her backwards slowly, she screams out no and tries to break free from his grasp. I can't stand to look anymore as my eyes droop down to my foster father who's neck is twisted at an odd angle his arms flailed and filled with deep scratches as if he was trying to defend himself, bile rises up in my throat as I think of the message as my eyes scan it slowly 'May this be a warning, to anyone who reads this, I will get back what's mine... be sure of it' the threat sends a cold chill down my spine, I don't have time to ponder the thought as a hand comes flying across my cheek, "It was you! You selfish bitch" my fingers graze where my foster mother has struck me bewildered I meet her eyes which are tear filled and full of rage. "We should have just left your manipulative self at that damn orphanage to rot in hell!" Another sting replays on my other cheek I suck in a harsh breath. I feel a kick in my stomach causing a groan to escape my lips, I feel a punch fall against my nose, a forceful shove making me fall to my knees, a kick makes its way against my back I cringe hearing the grind of bone against shoe, I curl my arms around my head for any protection I close my eyes as tears slide down my cheeks landing in puddles on the floor, I mute out her sickly sweet voice with so much determination it causes my head to spin "You will die a much more painful death then him sweetheart, that I can guarantee" I try my best to numb out the pain as the sound of blood splattering fills my head, blow after blow... I feel something twist in my back making me gasp and my eyes open wide, Suddenly I feel hazy and weak as darkness surrounds my vision maybe this is the end, the torture can finally stop.
Only one can hope...

***

Something taps me, gaining power until it turns into shaking me, I let out a groan from the disturbance of pain, my eyes are screwed shut as I hear someone yelling she is awake. My fingers twitch as I try to lift my heavy eyelids with such force of concentration. Pushing farther my eyelids pop half open my vision gathering blurry items, I try harder and instantaneously my eyes pop open wide, I wince at the bright light obscuring my line of sight, a shadow pulls over and I meet with a pair of blue eyes "How are you feeling?" I try to speak but all that comes out is a small squeak, my thirst comes hauling like a sudden crash as my dry throat burns, I rasp out water, a few minutes pass. The glass of water is finally in my hands as I gulp it down fast, I trail of water falls down my chin but I'm too thirsty to care. I huge sigh of relief fills me once I'm done, with the sleeve of my dress I wipe the access water off my face. I fiddle with my fingers it's a comfort if I'm nervous or scared. "Why am I not dead?" My own voice traitorously slips out, my eyes go wide I hear the loss of breath from everyone . Cassandra is the first to speak, with tear stricken eyes she speaks in a low hushed whisper "Honestly we don't know..." I'm silent until a thought comes to my mind "What was that thing in my back?" This time it's Harpers broken eyes which meet mine again "It was a sharpe large knife Gabrielle, which my own mother stabbed you with" each words draws out more disgust evident in his voice. I give a little nod and look down toward my fingers. I feel the warmth from his close distance leave causing a chill to hover above my skin, followed by a slam of a door. I cast my eyes around my surroundings, I'm in an unfamiliar room with high ceilings and queen size bed I'm currently placed on. Cassandra surprisingly wraps her arms around me and sobs I can barely make out her stutters and words "Y-you should've told us, that my own flesh and blood is a crazed monster! W-who kept you here to darn abuse you and torture you, I knew something was off with the way you always coward in fear or my mothers dagger eyes piercing you when she thought no one was looking-" I cut her off with a stern voice "No one could've helped me anyways, they always found a way but the important matter is I'm okay now and that's all that matters" I finish softly. I meet Cassandra's freckled face and big green eyes so familiar to her mothers. Rick quickly rises at the sound of a knock that rings through the house, my eyes switch between the both of them. Cassandra answers for the both of us her southern accent heavily rings out "I called the darn cops about the crazed message, I-I wasn't thinking straight I-I'm sorry" I give her a reassuring smile and say"It's okay, we needed to let somebody know anyway, you two go i'll be fine fine here" Cassandra gives me a little squeeze before walking out of the room with Rick. I let out a sigh when I hear the door close. A few minutes pass, What am I suppose to do now? I crawl over to the edge of the bed wincing in pain while doing so. I firmly put my feet on the ground, before tugging the door open, I try to find my way around the large house, I guide myself on the long railing coming across a beautiful balcony. I push open the curtains, it takes my breath away the beautiful garden and crisp grass, a wide huge forest completing the background, something catches my eyes, right in the clearing is a pure dark brown wolf, pacing, confusion takes over my mind. This is larger then most wolfs, am I just hallucinating? I rub my palms over my eyes and look again; the wolf is longer there like it never was. It's confirmed, I'm losing my mind, I hear voices in the far distance, that's my signal to return back to that mysterious room, that is if I could find it. I should've done what Hansel and Grettle had done with the pieces of bread to find my way back. Way to go Gabrielle nice job. Mentally rolling my eyes I stay to the path I remember or maybe it was the other path? I groan in frustration, my heart literally jumps out of my chest when someone taps my shoulder I hastily turn coming face to face with the same blue eyes "Sneaking out already Gabrielle?" Playfulness tints his voice. I let out a huff "I just got really bored, thank you" I turn around mumbling little curse words. "Here, let me help you" before I could protest he beats me with my own words "You already promised to let me help you, and that's exactly what I'm doing" I huff but allow him to grasp my wrist. He gives me an humble glance "Your totally off by the way" I rolls my eyes and just let him guide me. He hums a quiet tune which soon turns into an angry and sad one, I cast a glance towards his direction "Uh are you okay?" He shakes his head slowly and sets a cold glare ahead I just shut my mouth and look down while fiddling with my fingers until we get back to the room where I was staying at. "Thanks" before I can walk away he pulls my wrist back "This is why you didn't want me to tell them isn't it, because they would've beat you and it would've been all my fault" I put my finger against my lips while say shh in a soothing voice "No one and I mean no one could've helped like I said to Cassandra they always found a way but that's not important all that matters is I'm safe now so please let's just drop that idea of I should've or I could've, that's in the past, it's okay I'm safe now" I say in a reassuring voice. Harpers quiet as he study's the shoes he's wearing avoiding my gaze. I grab his hand and lead him into the room, I let go and plop on the bed letting out a sigh "Cassandra and Rick are talking to the cops, so when they get back we can all talk" I say as Harper takes a seat on the couch located by the window while nodding his head. As if on que Cassandra and Rick enter the room. Rick is the one to speak first "They said that they will be back later this week for questioning, all they asked was did your father have any enemy's or anyone who would want to hurt him.They are calling a crime scene investigation and we must evacuate the sooner the better, so I want everyone to pack a bag, they have mom in custody for abuse as we speak so let's get going" I cringe towards his assertive voice but follow his orders standing from the bed I wince when I stand to fast, I haven't even gotten a chance to look at the damage but thankfully my ankle is numb so I can't feel a lot of pain. Cassandra is quick to grab onto my arm to guide me towards my small little room, we shield our eyes when we pass his body she stops me from going up the stairs "Don't worry sweetie i'll get your clothes ready and packed" I give a curt nod before grabbing on the hall walk for support. I hear the creaking of the stairs as she walks up, I wait silently until I hear a soft whisper against my ear "I will get you my sweet, don't forget that"
I push off the wall and let out a strangled gasp, what was that? The thought that I'm hallucinating crosses my mind again but it felt to real like it really whispered in my head. I feel antsy as I wait for Cassandra to come down the stairs which luckily wasn't long. The first thing she says as she descends the stairs "What's the matter Gabrielle, you look like you've seen a ghost" I just shake my head and decide not to say anything, it was probably a figment of my imagination "Nah it was nothing just the body's Gory image" she just sighs "He was my dad but he was a bad person" I give a little shake of my head again ignoring the body, we make our way towards the room where I was located before I woke up. When we enter we see Rick and Harper packed and ready. Rick speaks up with his assertive voice "Okay, lets go" we all walk to the car well I limp until Harper wraps an arm around my waist to steady me "Thanks" I say a little breathless as my lungs wheeze from my bruised ribs. I get picked up and put in the front seat. Rick gets into the drivers seat while Harper and Cassandra seat into the backseats, I look back at the house memories will my mind of when I first came here. I think about how much my life has changed within a couple of hours, my life will be much better now and forward, I feel a surge of hope build as a smile makes way onto my lips and I close my eyes the warmth of the sun tickling my skin.

***

I get shook awake, with my sleepy eyes I look towards the invader which happens to be Rick he has gentle eyes with a broad voice "Were here" I yawn and stretch yelping in pain when my ribs press against my skin, I comb a hand through my hair getting out the odds and ends through. I get lifted out shock evident on my face "uh thanks" I say to a smiling Rick. I oddly feel an electrical pull not sure if its good or bad yet. Once I'm settled on the ground, Cassandra links her arm with mine, once my eyes are adjusted to light I scan the area fining a huge cabin surrounded with woods. "Where are we?" Cassandra lights up with excitement "This is the really cool part" I just nod my head and go along with it. We walk up the steps to the large double doors, I'm thrown aback "This is suppose to be a cabin?" I ask taking in the size. Cassandra nods her head "This was our vacation house when we were young children" again I nod taking it all in. "Now you get to see the cool part" says Cassandra unlinking her arm with mine then pushing the double doors open wide.

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Okay,

I just wanted to apologize for the brutal language during the 4th chapter and there will be mature language during this book
Just be warned

I hoped you enjoyed!
~Kaitlin