Saving Claire

Chapter Ten

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I went out for my usual afternoon walk, which I always spent like an hour or so. Someone once told me that walking and getting fresh air was good for you. That it helps you calm down when you're stressed and it also helps you think better. I never really believed that until recently. After working for hours, my brain would stop functioning and I couldn't focus on anything. Now, my head is cleared and I'm more focused.

Right now, I'm focused on figuring out a way to get my poor girl out of the horrible situation she's in right now.
As I'm leaning towards the tree by her window, I can hear her painful screams following with the yelling of her parents I assume. It kills me knowing she's in pain. It's crazy to think that I only seen her a couple times, I've spoken to her once, and yet I feel completely drawn to her. Like I just got to have her. It's not really a want, but more of a need.

She just deserves so much and I'm hoping that I'll be able to give that to her. Sighing, I backed away from the tree and went over to my usual spot where I can see clearly into her room.
I smiled but then frowned when I saw her laying on her bed, clutching her stomach. My hands fisting up as anger shoots through me. I went back over towards her window again when I noticed someone coming into the room. Her window has been open just a tad bit so that's how I've been able to hear everything including her painful screams. I heard that her parents are going to be out tonight and won't be back until the morning.

Perfect. I smiled to myself.

Since nobody is going to be home except for her, that's when I'll sneak in and save her. Tonight after they leave. I walked back home smiling to myself as I had come up with the best idea to save my girl. Once she's with me, she'll never have to be scared again. She'll never have to worry about doing anything wrong. I won't make her cook, clean, or do anything she doesn't want to. And I most certainly will not hit her, or even lay a finger on her. With me, she'll be safe.

Few hours later, I was standing outside just waiting for her parents to leave. Once the car was gone, and I was in the clear, I cautiously made my way up to her window by climbing the tree. I peaked in and saw it was empty. I slid the window open all the way and climbed in. I looked around and noticed the bathroom door was shut and the shower was running. So I quickly started looking around for a backpack or something. I opened up a door that looked like a closet, and found a pink duffle bag. I grabbed it, and started packing up as much of her clothes I could and then zipped it. I brought it to the hallway and set it down by the door.

I learned against the wall by the window with my hand in my coat pocket, as I waited for her to come out. Her light was dimmed so you could barely see where I was standing. A few minutes later, I saw her walk out. My thoughts going crazy at the sight of her. She's even more beautiful up close. I saw her trip and it took everything in me not to run to her. I flinched when I heard her scream. I hate what they'd done to her.

I saw her carefully get up and walked towards this way, staring at the window. Just as she came close to it, I blocked it making her bump into me. "Father?" she asked, softly. I shook my head. I grabbed the needle in my pocket before sticking it in her neck. "I'm so sorry" I said, feeling bad but I'm doing this to save her. "Huh?" She blinked a few times before collapsing into my arms. "It's okay, you're safe now" I whispered in her ear.

I picked her up along with the bag, and headed out. I cautiously looked around making sure nobody saw before I headed to my car. I laid her down in the back seat, and put her bag up front.

I didn't go back to my normal house, I went to the one my parents owned before they passed and I inherited it, considering I'm an only child. It's a bit far from here, but it's perfect because it's away from her cruel family and she's away from harm.

Once we got there, I picked her up and brought her inside. There's a little room in the basement that I put her in for right now while she settles. I placed a soft kiss on her bruised check, as I laid her down on the bed.

Not trying to be a creep, I lifted her shirt just to see if she had any cuts. Luckily she didn't, but her stomach was covered in massive bruises.
She doesn't deserve this.
I kissed her forehead before walking.

One day, they're going to pay for all the pain they've put her through..