I Never Thought I'd End Up Here

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I grunted and swung out of his grasp when we both knew Derek was looking. I rolled my eyes at Xander's smirk and went back to the car to look at where we were. Derek grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers together. I tried to get out of his hold, but I was too weak from Xander. I saw Julie looking and she smiled at me. Derek waved to her, telling her to come back so we cane go on the road again. I dreaded being in the car next to Xander after what just happened. 

Julie walked over and started to whisper to James. I went to the back of the car, to maybe try to find a way to escape. It was a long road with forest on both sides of it. I groaned and looked back, seeing if anyone was watching if I was going to run. Everyone was talking to one an other so I took this as my chance. Very quietly, I sprinted down the road. I looked back and ran into something hard, but they caught me before I could fall. I glared up Xander. He smiled a pearly white smile and gripped my arm in a bone crushing hold.

I could tell he was stronger then Derek. He was even stronger then me. Way stronger. There was no way I could ever beat him in a fight.

He walked me back to the car, slowly. Everyone was looking at me. Julie, with a questioning gaze, James, with a glare, and Derek with a threatening face. I shivered when we finally got to the car and Derek walked up to me. He raised his hand and I flinched, closing my eyes, waiting for the impact. When it didnt come I opened my eyes and felt his hand on my arm, gripping it like Xander was, only a little lighter. Silence. No one talked. No one asked anything, although I knew Julie and James were curious as to why I tried to run.

Xander climbed into the car, carelessly flipping his hair. Derek pushed me in next. Literally. Derek soon got in after lightiing a cigarrett and holding it inbetween two fingers. He closed the door with his other hand and told the driver to start the car. Derek met eye contact with me and I shrinked away. Cigarrett still in hand, he effortlessly pulled me onto his lap and covered my mouth with his hand. I tried biting it but that earned a pull on my hair and I squeaked.

"Make a sound, and you'll regret it later." Derek snareld in my ear. I was curious as to what he meant but soon found out as the cigarrett was jammed onto my skin. I screamed into his hand. He gave me a threatening look. I turned to Xander, he was looking out the window and smirking. He knew what was happening. 

I felt the cigarrett on my arm next and I squealed and tried to wriggle out of Derek's grasp, but I was trapped. The cigarrett burned my stomach next and I felt a tear run down my cheek. Derek let go, but not without some words of kindness:

"Dont think it's over. Wait 'till we get home."

I shriveled away from him, checking my burn marks in the process. They were red and brown, burned skin decorated the swelling. I pulled my knees up to my chin and rested my head on them. I soon drifted off into sleep.

I woke up to a warm hand resting on my lower back. I immediatly tensed up and opened my eyes. I was lying against Xander's chest, while he was fast asleep, too. Derek's movement on my back caused me to stop looking at Xander, and to Derek. I glared.

"We're here." He said as he roughly pulled my arm. I was too tired to fight wih him.

"Carry me." I whispered. He sighed before picking me up and carrying me bridal style to the front door. The old lady opened it again and I smiled at her. She smiled back and I closed my eyes. I felt Derek walking up the staris and then I felt myself being thrown on the floor.

"What the hell?" I grumbled, still barley awake. I heard a door shut and I opened my eyes more and focused. Im in the dungeon...

"What were you thinking?! My parents and everyone were watching!" He yelled in my face. I backed up so I was at the wall.

"I checked to make sure no one was looking bfore running!" I yelled. I got a slap in the face.

"Dont talk back to me! Im your fiancee!" He yelled.

"Oh, really? Because I never got purposed to yet!" I screamed. He punched me in the stomach and I coughed up blood. He grabbed my hand and chanied me up to the wall. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. When I opened them again, Derek had a whip with barbed wire lining it.

"No! Get away! Im sorry!" I yelled but he came closer and whipped my arm when I tried covering my face. I cried and looked at my arm. It looked like streaks of blood. I looked up back at Derrek and he smirked. I screamed as loud as I can and Derek whipped my mouth. I felt parts of my lip rip apart and blood entered my mouth. I felt a pain in my chest and I blacked out.

When I opened my eyes, I was in my room. I looked around and started crying. This was it, I thought. Im done. I dont want to be here anymore if this is the way eveyone is going to treat me. My mother never loved me, my father didnt care about me anymore after I hit the age of 13. No one has come looking for me. Joey, my best friend, the only one that I thought I could trust, lied to me, and sided with my kidnapper. I think it's time for me to go. Forever.

I got up and headed for the bathroom. I took a razor and slit my wrist. I closed my eyes from the pain, but it was bearable. I took off running out of the bathroom and down the hall. I ran past Derek with tears in my eyes and he made eye contact with me. I ran for the door.

I flung it open and ran out, to the place where the diamonds were in the ground. And the tree was standing with purple wisps of air around it.

Im going to the wonderland, the place I never thought I'd end up.