Wake Me With The Morning Light (ON HOLD)

Chapter 1

For Montana, @montangeran (Twitter profile picture above)
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"I've been sleeping
for the past few days
I've been dreaming
of waking up
To the sun
But my sun's not coming up
And my world has turned
dark

And I wonder
If it will ever be the same
And I wonder
If I'll see the sun again

Wonder if my sun
will ever come
Wonder if this moon
Will ever fall

I've been sleeping
For the past few days
Mans it's been raining
For the past few days
And there's thunder
Outside
The winds blowing so hard
It's moving the sky

And my streams have turned
Into rivers
And my streets have turned
Into streams

Wonder if my sun
Will ever come
Wonder if this moon
Will ever fall"

She sang softly, gently just loud enough for to hear herself but quiet enough for her the listen to the bluebirds best just out her window.

Akane, a 12 year old girl lived a normal life just as any other child. She had a passion for music. A very strong one, might I add. She loved many things and people but one person she really loved, was Sawyer Fredericks. She found this boy on YouTube and since then, she decided she'd pursue her dream of singing.

She looked at her watch which read "6:30 PM" Fathers coming home in fifteen! (mins) Quickly, she took out her Spanish textbook and plugged in some earbuds. She started studying for her Spanish test tomorrow but something caught her attention... From the corner of her eye, she saw Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban just peaking out from underneath her bed sheets... quickly she snatched up her favorite book and hid it behind her textbook. After finally finishing the book, she looked at the watch. It read "7:49 PM" what? Fathers never late... Something isn't right... As if on cue, a large red beat up truck entered the driveway, screeching to a stop. Is that fathers truck? No... it couldn't be... ︎wait a minute... it is! What in the world happened?!? Heavy footsteps entered the house. "Father?" She called, "Mother?" No response. She started to panick. Something wasn't right here... The footsteps suddenly stopped. "Move out of the way!" a gruff voice growled. Silence streamed through the house. "I SAID MOVE!!!" A bellow of fury echoed around the house. Akane could here it all. One after the other, blows came. Striking whoever was in the house. It couldn't be Mama... Father loved Mama with all his heart. There isn't even the slightest chance it could... But with the direction things were heading for her, anything could happen now.

I've got to find some sort of relative of mine that could help me! I must have at least one. Right?

A spider crawled up the line of her headphones, black as midnight with a speck of vibrant red. Panicking, Akane launched out of her bed trying to find the nearest tissue. Trying to let it out the window, a solid kick crashed itself on her bedroom door followed by her furious father storming into her room. Smashing the tissue in fear, her breathing sped up, her eyes widened, tremors of vulnerability washed over her body, and breathing became hard to come by. "Worthless, weak, little brat" he growled in anger, "Your useless."

Her heart pounded hard and fast.
Just like the blow. She knew it was going to come. It had to. Its how her life worked for 12 years now. It always would, it always has, and it always will. The last thought that ran through her mind, I need to get out of here. The next thing she knew, the world, turned pitch black. Just like her fathers heart.
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Winter of 2016

It had been years since her life brutally changed. Yet she still hadn't ran away. Not yet, at least. Akane's father was out doing whatever he does again. Probably at the bar once more. Only to beat her to a pulp when he returns. Akane's soft blue eyes gazed out the window in great sadness and vulnerability. Still, after all these years, she never found out why he father suddenly changed. He just did. And that's the way it was for her.

That's the way it has, will, and would be until her last breath. That is, if she couldn't get out of this wretched dump she had to call home.

Fingers numb, lips dry, and feet covered in blisters, Akane stood up and looked around her room. Two legs of the bed were snapped, her old "studying" desk looked for more an ancient bench, her white vanity was now on the floor, with a shattered mirror and no legs. The floor, well it looked like a giant stampeded into the room. But to her, it had. A giant ghost. The ghost of her old, kind and loving dad. Everything about that day she remembered like the back of her hand. The day her father betrayed them. The day her father died, and was reborn as a cold hearted monster.

She wondered why she never just ran away. Why not? To the place where she was, to her, anything was better then here. Soon enough, her father entered the house, as drunk as ever. "AKANE!" He roared out loud "GET OUT HERE NOW!" Oh god, here we go again.
As soon as she entered the living room, a punch came at her square in the face, knocking her onto the ground. He pulled out his pocket knife and as quick as a hundred blinks of light, slashed it down her fragile forearm, leaving streaks of blood dripping on the floor. A hard kick hit her in the stomach as she laid, motionless on the cold, beat up floor. "Maybe that'll teach you to walk faster next time" her father growled as he entered the kitchen "MARIAN START MAKING DINNER!"

Akane struggled as she managed to enter her room. Tearing off another peice of her old, beat, not so white dress, she tied it onto her forearm to at least try to stop the bleeding. Grabbing her small dagger, she engraved another tally mark on the side of her bedpost. After eating dinner and getting another beating, she subsided to her bed with dozens of bruises covering her body and a cut on her forearm.

Tears fell down her cheeks as she began to sob herself to sleep once more. Like any other night, she always thought to herself, I've got to get out of here. But tonight, was different. A new thought crossed her mind. Tomorrow. When fathers truck leaves to town. I'll go... To Fultonville.
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Winter of 2016 - 1 day later

Akane POV

It's only been 1 day since I left that place. Though living like this trying to afford a hotel is hard, I don't regret it. Only problem is, now that I'm in Fultonville, I'm not sure if anyone here would be willing to help me. There's only one family I know that lives in Fultonville.... but no. Just no. Their son is famous. Like they'd want to help me. I didn't know what I was thinking, but I decided to take a shot at it anyways. Finding a taxi, I asked him to bring me as close to the Fredericks Family's farm as possible. Looking at me oddly, he finally complied when I gave him extra pay. After thanking the driver, I began to walk. I didn't know where I was going... but it had to be in sight soon. Sure enough, around after 2 house of walking, the farm came into sight. This place is like a sanctuary! I can't believe it... Sawyer Fredericks is here! I can't get my hopes up though... they'll probably reject me... Gazing at the moon, I collapsed onto the grass exerted and cold. But something made me feel warm inside as I drifted to sleep. I don't know what but maybe it was this place... or maybe it was the people here...
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Thank you for reading! Dramatic much, yes but I did have to exaggerate the events happening in this chapter to emphasize the state she was in. This chapter is dedicated to one of those friends you could never replace, Montana. I would like to thank Montana for just being so kind and welcoming to me when I was invited into #TeamSawyer. I would also like to thank her for making that first #TeamSawyer project which introduced me to these irreplaceable friends of mine. Thank you so Montana! Follow Montana on Twitter: @montangeran, on Instagram: @ohmysawyer and on wattpad: mfrdrx