On The Run

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This is a fantasy story, with a bit of romance.

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He thrust his hand into her stomach, making her tense up in pain.

"You will never disobey me! EVER!"He screamed angrily at her, making her flinch away.

It pained me to see such a young girl, being beaten by her ver own father. It was worse to think that today is her 12th birthday.

"What did you say?"He replied, coldly. Venom dripping from his words, acting as if he wants to snap her poor limp form in pieces.

"N-not-hing S-sir"She whimpered, helplessly clutching her stomach. Strike one.

"Never mumble to me girl! I have taught you better than that! Say it properly!"He jibed her.

"Nothing S-sir!"She repeated loudr, but still stuttering. Strike two.

"And don't stutter! I hate stutterers! They are so. PATHETIC!"As he said 'Pathetic', He gripped her hair, and forced her into a wall.

She whimpered in pain. He smirked.

"Now, have you learned your lesson?"He said slyly.

"Yes sir."She replied forcefully. She added under her breath."Your still gonna beat me anyway, so whats the difference." Strike three. She's dead. He's gonna beat her.

"What. Did. You. Just. Say? Did you just disrespect me?"He asked, getting ready with his fist.

"No-no-no-no-"She whimpered.

He cut her off by punching her full on in the face. I grimaced, feeling guilty for just standing here watching her being beaten. I could stop it, But I would proberly get fired. I sighed.

"I am going out now! If I come home, and your not here. I am going to hunt you down and strip you limb by limb."He said sickly, slow.

"Okay. Sir"She replied.

He walked out the door, leaving a ringing in hers and my ears.

She whimpered as her crawled towards the bathroom.

I followed her.

She pulled herself up gently by using the bath for support. She whimpered, doing so. Once up she grabbed a cloth and started dabbing at the blood, hissing through her teeth, as she touched on bruises and cuts.

I couldn't watch this any longer. I held my breath.

I made myself visible, and made my entrance. she didn't notice me at first.

She gasped as she saw me. "Who are you?" She eyed me up and down, I was wearing my usual outfit. Black shirt, Black trousers, and a red belt on my trousers, and a piece of red ribbon around my wrist. My black hair was pulled into a pony tail at the back of my head, It came down to my back.

I pulled her into a hug, and she stiffened as I touched her, where she was hurting. After I pulled away, I smoothened down her midnight black hair, as it was all sticking up where her 'father' pulled it. Her big grey eyes, full of emptiness and sorrow, looked at me confusedly.

I tapped her shoulder and and gave her a bottle of pouple liquid, she looked at it, and then back at me.

"W-wh-what is it?"She stuttered.

"Drink. Read."I said as formally as I could, I actually wanted to laugh with her. Smile, have fun with her. I even wanted to tell her all the jokes I came up with, while watching over her, discreetly for the last 12 years.

I gave her a letter, and faded into my invisable form. I felt a tear roll down my cheek. I really felt for this girl. You could call me a..Gardian Angel...But that sounds to girly! I just watch over her, and keep her safe.

She gasped and stood there staring at me, but in reality there is nothing here.

"What?"She asked, scared.

She put the bottle on the counter and opened up the letter.

As she opened it, the automatic voice, started.

"Good morning, Miss Jackson.

We know all about you, and have been watching over you, since you were born, You see we are friends of your mothers.

From the day she died, We have promised to look after you.

We came go tell you to leave. You don't deserve to be treated like this.

P.s Drink the liquid. It will help you."

Soon after it finished, It folded itself up, and placed itself in her pocket, leaving her to mull over what it said.

Should I run? I read of her mind, using my own power.

Yes. She thought forcefully.

She ran/limped from the bathroom, whimpering in the process.I wanted to grab her and help her, but I couldn't, she couldn't know I am assigned to watch over her, through her mothers demand.

She grabbed a pink duffle bag, throwing lots of things inside. Including the puple liquid.

After she packed clothes, food, blankets, toothbrushes and from her drawer she took out a large envelope.

I couldn't help but wonder what was in it.

She walked to the door, Taking one last look at the house.

She opened the door, looking out first. She walked out, pulling her hood up to disguise herself.

Wincing as she moved closer and closer towards the train station.

 Hoping to forget her past life, and focus on making a new one.

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