Chapter 4

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They slowly descended the stairs. Something glistened behind mothers back and immediately realized it was a knife. I put myself in front of Izzy. My body was already bruised and scarred, but hers wasn't, and I wasn't going to let that change.

"Mommy? What are you going to do?" Izzy asked from behind me.

"I'm going to show you what happens when Emilie does something she's not supposed to, that way you learn from her mistakes and you won’t ever do it." She said and pulled the knife out from behind her back. Izzy’s face paled and she backed away.

"Mommy!" She screamed as mother came closer to me. She grabbed my hair and pulled me down against the ground and sat on top of me.

"This is what happens," She said and sliced my forearm. "when you do something after we told you that you weren't allowed to do it!" She screamed the last word and cut down hard of shoulder.

"Mommy! Stop it!" Izzy cried from the corner of the garage. Father walked over to her and threw her against the wall.

"You do not talk to your mother like that!" He screamed and slapped her across the face, leaving a very large red hand print.

"Father! She's only 7! Please!" I screamed, hoping they would continue with me.

"Shut up! We can do whatever we want to!" Mother screamed and stabbed my stomach with the knife.

"Ahh!" I screamed in pain. I saw father walk over to Izzy. He was clearly drunk. He said something to her, but I didn't here. Her eyes went wide and she looked him straight in the eye.

"If you kill her, I'll kill myself. Don't even think I won’t." She said, anger boiling inside of her.

He told her he was going to kill me? She wouldn't kill herself, would she? My eyes were beginning to blur and I suddenly felt very numb. I closed my eyes, letting the numbness wash over me. I saw images of flowers and white clouds, and then I saw Jenna. She smiled and took my hand.

"Emilie." She said. "You have to go back. You can't hear it, but Izzy is crying out for your help. You have to save her Emilie." She let go of my hand and I pictured Izzy being hit like I get hit.

"No!" I yelled. "Put me back!" Jenna looked at me then smiled.

"I knew you were a good person Emilie. Always remember, you were my friend." She then faded out of my sight and I blinked.

I saw mother and father yelling at Izzy to wake up. She was lying on the basement floor. I start to crawl towards her. She had the knife in her hand and there was blood on her shirt. Oh no. She didn't. Please, God, she didn't! She thought I was dead. Izzy come back to me baby girl! She's not dead. She can't be. 

A/N**-- It's a small chapter but theres a lot in it. I hope you liked it! Vote, Fan, and Comment!!(:

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