The Missing Musketeer

Chapter 1

The house was silent,and so was my pain, it was silent but would catch up to me soon enough. My father had once again decided to get drunk,and leave the house to tidy using the power of myself. However,this time he would have to come back to an empty house,because Mother was right.... 'I am a fighter'.

I've survived 5 years of torture and pain,and now it has to stop,I know it will be impossible to find a place to live in while I hide from him but I can't stay here,or I will have the same fate as my mother,and I know in my heart she,wanted my destined for something else.

I began to walk towards the door and out into the real world.
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The pain had finally decided to catch up to me,my whole body just wanted to collapse,and so did I but,I had to keep going,there were men chasing me,and I knew what they wanted, it definitely wasn't something good,I had to get away,so I started to scream,which the darkness decided to land on my,but I didn't feel the pull of me descending instead I remember being laid on something soft before full unconsciousness dawned throughout my whole body.
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The light was blinding,which caused me and my body to groan as I nestled into my warmth,called a bed.
'Wait..... Why am I in a bed?
This isn't one from home,we obviously can't afford it,considering my dad's profession of drinkin'

So how on Earth did this happen?

I scrambled off the bed,trying not to make a sound,while gathering my stuff which was on the other side of the room I was in,i hoped and prayed that there were no creaky floorboards,and now,of course,after 2 steps,my clumsy feet managed to land themselves on a creaky floorboard which stopped the low hum of chattering I felt beneath my feet. So I dashed for my bag and hid where they wouldn't see me.

I heard a few patters of feet before two men entered the room. The second they fully entered I whirled round shut the door,before sprinting straight into a wall that blocked the stairs,the wall grew arms and carried me lightly,avoiding my cuts and entered the room I had locked and ran out of before. He set me down onto the bed before standing in line with the other two human walls.

I gulped.

What did they do to me?

It was as if the man on the right had read my mind
He then answered,"We haven't done anything to you but heal some of your wounds,and,may I ask,how did you acquire  these? A young woman,such as yourself, should not be harmed at any cause or excuse."

All I did was look at the ground,like I was being told off by my mother for taking something that wasn't mine,I played with my shirt as well,all the while,tears dripped down onto the floor gathering into a puddle,I was smaller than all three men in front of me,

After several seconds of silent tears dripping onto the ground,I said ,
"M..m....m..my,f.f.....f....father M....m....m....Monsieur,"

They all quietly gasped as I sank to the ground and brought my knees to my chest,sobbing and sobbing because of my pain, my life,my father and mother.
I had no way out - not anymore.