Saviour

~One~

Prologue

Her hands clawed out to the darkness, searching for some escape from this hell surrounding her. The bruises scattered over her body which would soon fade away yet the cuts would only turn into scars to leave a marking of the past with her forever. She believes that one day her saviour will find her in this hell and drag her to his heaven, yet with a force holding her back, this would be a challenge. Her body laid on the bathroom tiles with pain surging throughout her body. After the last beating, she was left alone to drown in her thoughts and to her father's hopes, die. Yet it wasn't her time to pass on, as the future held many things to her importance which would be no good to her as she is dead.

Her father wasn't the nicest of men and with one single mistake would be another hour of hell to reappear. Every night, she would be beaten for a simple mistake or just because he was mad at another person, which would leave her with the thought of death. If she could just take away all the pain. Be in a safer place... Yet, death never seems to be the right answer. She had tried it before, overdose on medication; yet as I said before, it was not her time. With the thoughts of a better future in her mind, death was overthrown and the image of a saviour took up most of her thoughts and time.

If only there was an angel out there for everyone, to protect them from the evil in the world...

However, sometimes, it gets too hard to wait for this figure to appear.

This girl was known as Angelique Blackwood and with the recent information you have read, it seems as though her life isn't the best. Her father is an abusive drunkard who doesn't understand what privacy is and has no sense of love or even kindness. Although he seems to be a lazy, idiotic man, he actually is a wealthy entrepreneur with enough money to bribe a group of people to find Angelique if she ran away. However, with the mounds and mounds of cash, he barely spends any of it on his daughter but on booze and whores to satisfy his needs.

After his wife had left and supposedly died, his sorrow and anger was taken out on his only daughter as she was the supposed reason of her death. His wife and him had a falling out and she left to only be found on the news from a tragic car accident she appeared to be in. If it wasn't for the fight that was about Angelique, the car crash wouldn't of happened and the family would still be together and no longer broken and unhealthy.

Her father refuses to let her go back to school as the house needs to be cleaned and the shopping needs to be done. If she was at school, there was the massive risk that she would tell someone and then there goes his career and wealthy life to be only spent in jail for domestic abuse. Angelique has gone to school once and that was when her mother was around. You see the difference?

With mother = perfect lifestyle, perfect family, love all around and happy times.

Without mother = Hell...

Without further ado, I present to you, the life of young Angelique Blackwood...

Angelique's Point of View

The numbness took full control over my broken body. The once piercing screams erupting from my mouth fell quiet as the pain faded to nothingness, just like my hopes of escaping this hell. The broken mirror shards surrounded my bleeding body as the impact from my head on the mirror had smashed it into many pieces. With the blood trailing from my wounds, through the shards and towards the drain, I found a new emotion inside myself.

Anger

The type of emotion a normal person would feel on a daily basis yet I haven't known the feeling of this for years. As once I felt anger, it was knocked out of me by my father's fist before I could properly explore it. Blood coursed through my veins and the rapid throbbing in my head increased the anger inside of me. My fists unclenched before clenching again leaving my nails to dig into my skin, bringing more blood to the surface. With my eyes dropping to my bleeding hand, the door to the bathroom swung open once again and the devil itself stood in its place.