My Vindicators

Chapter 2-Runaway

Nothing. Complete silence. I am not sure how long I am locked in there, but the light outside starts to fade. I hear the click of the door being unlocked and Pam opens the door. She looks fresh out of the shower.

"Get in the living room and clean that mess up, NOW. I don't want any trace left."

I walk into the living room and see Beth lying on the rug. I rushed over to her. As soon as I get close to her, I vomit immediately on the floor. She is lying there, her eyes open, with a belt still tightened around her neck. She has a huge gash on her forehead. I start screaming. I am yanked back by the collar of my shirt, and Pam sits on my chest.

"Stop screaming. You two brought this on yourself. No kid, no problem, no reason to move. If you don't want to join her, I suggest you straighten up. Don't forget I have you for 1 more month."

"You won't get away with this." I try to yell as tears start streaming down my face."

She cackles. "You are so dumb. Foster kids run away and disappear all the time. No one will even look for her."

I see red. I push her off of me and slap her as hard as I can across the face. She claws at my neck and face before grabbing a handful of my hair and ramming my head against the wall. I instantly see stars and fall to my knees.

"Now." She says breathing heavily. "Do what I said. Clean this up. Roll her up in that rug and I will get it taken care of." She stands and straightens her hair and clothes before walking down the hall. I hear her bedroom door open.

I can't take it. I ran out of the apartment, bypassing the elevator and running down the stairs. I make it out of the lobby and into the cool night air and I keep running. I don't stop until I feel like my legs are going to give out. Looking around, I am not sure where I am but I see a park and head towards it. Sinking down on the bench, I let the tears flow.

I sit there for what feels like an hour and I start shivering because of the cold. I should have grabbed a jacket. I can't go back now so I need to figure something out if I don't want to freeze to death.

"Mind if I sit?"

The voice startles me and I look up to see a guy standing there, hands in his pockets. Alarms go off in my head and he must sense it.

"I'm a good guy." He puts his hands up in surrender.

"Wouldn't a b-b-bad g-g-guy say th-that too?" I say shivering.

He takes his coat off and hands it to me. I don't hesitate to put it on. He must have just put it on because he doesn't have any body heat trapped in it but damn if it doesn't smell good.

"Why are you out here alone Amy?"

I looked over at him, shocked. "How did you know my name?"

He chuckles. "Sorry, I guess you did only see me for a second. My name is Min Yoongi. I was at your apartment earlier with my brothers."

I can't really see his face because of the darkness.

"It's not my apartment. It is Pam's."

He nods his head but doesn't say anything.

"Did she do that?" He asks flatly.

"What?" I ask, genuinely confused.

"The scratches and bruises."

I look down at my hands, not making eye contact. That seems to give him the answer he needs.

"Where is Beth?"

I can't help it. I start shaking uncontrollably and a sob escapes my lips. He scoots closer and puts his arms around me trying to help me stop shaking. I feel his lips near my ear.