Not Knowing..

4

Rushing out the doors of the building, she could feel her heart drop into the pit of her stomach. The same thought kept running throught her head. 'No no no!'.  She dropped her math text book, and slipped off her coat running into the darkened woods next to her school.

The deep laughter that echoed throught the trees in the woods mocked her. Her breath hitched, and she speed up. Her legs burning, and her chest squeezing around her lungs, burning with anticipation. Branches slapping and cutting her face, leaving sharp tangs behind.

"Owna~" The deep voices would call out, making her want to cry out in fear. She knew the Miller Brothers were out to hurt her once more. Last time they did she broke... the memory still engraved in her mind.

"I say we Burn her finger tips..." Chuckled a brunette boy. His pale skin sticking out underneath his dark black shirt that blended nicely with the darkened room. His bright blue eyes shinning against the flames from the candle sticks.

"What the fuck Tyler?" A boy spit out, an exact replica of 'Tyler Miller'. His blue shirt almost black, stained with the blood that was mercilessly slashed from Owna's body. "I say we just shave her and leave her be..."

"Shut the fuck up Kyler!" Snapped Tyler. "I'm not done with making her suffer..." The brunettes Chuckled and stared down at the 12 year old Owna... Her hair in a curled mess dangling in front  of her beaten face.

They tied her to a kitchen chair with rope, and took out the kitchen knives, ductape, scissors, and so much more... That night they cut her delicate skin, beaten her to the point where her ribs felt shattered, and her hope, hope for someone to find her before they rip her purity from her, torn away. That night she never felt clean again.

It doesn't matter how much she cleans her skin now, she could scrub till her pale delicate skin is red and rubbed to the point of Where it would rash, she'd still feel their fingers grazing her skin, feeling how she'd never be the same pure little girl ever again.

Snapping back into reality, Owna fell face first into a clearing. Her ankle sending shearing pain up and throught her leg, but her body screamed for her to get up and run again, or they'll hurt her worse than before... She let out a cry of pain and instantly regret it.

"Kyler I heard someone over there near the clearing!" A voice yelled out in an amused, but annoyed, breathless tone.

"Get her before she Can get away!" Echoed another... She felt her heart drop into the pit of her stomach...

They found her. The look of shear horror that moved it's way onto her face stuck in place. She could hear the snapping of the twigs on the earth floor as they would take steps closer to her, she knew they knew where she was.

They could see her. And she could see them.

The look of lust, lust for her sweet blood sketched into their eyes. She knew once they'd touch her, she wouldn't leave the woods ever again. They made her a promise once they get to her again, it will be her end.

Her heart pounded into her chest as she could feel their stares melt their way under her flesh. She so desperately wanted to scream for help, but she knew no one would hear her. It was pointless if she did either way... but maybe, just maybe someone would hear for her pleading cries of help, and they'd call 911, and come to her rescue. 

She drew in a deep breath, and the twin brothers looked at her curiously as to what she was up to.  Before either one of them could stop her, she bellowed out a blood curdling scream. They winced in pain, hands flying to protect their ear drums. She could feel her voice box tingle from how loud she was screaming. When she ran out of breath, she drew in for another scream but they lunged before she could. 

Kyler slapped a hand over her mouth to shut her up before someone would hear. Maybe no one heard her scream, or for the ones who did they would just keep about their business minding it as nothing more. Horror ran through the boys' blood streams before they could comprehend. What happened. Owna bit Kyler's hand and yelled out for someone to save her, and they heard a yell back. 

"Hello? Who's out there?" Silence pronounced itself in the boy's throats as they heard a deep voice call out. 

"HEL-" Tyler slapped Owna to shut her up. 

"I'm coming in, stay where you are!" 

The twins looked at her, both angry with hatred and disgust. "Pathetic little freak..." He was thinking of all the unfathomable things he could've done. Burn her skin, cut her every where, or hell. Just strip her of her clothing and tie her up to tie out here where no one would find her. Just the beasts that are lured out by the moon risen high in the deepest, darkest depths of the night. 

Tyler slapped her, and pulled her hair making her yelp out in pain. "By the time your rescuer arrives you'll be dead. Long gone, blood poring from your wrists, and throat. Oh how tragic this sight will be. Tyler and Kyler running into the woods to see a man standing over your lifeless body.. We ran for your rescue, but we weren't fast enough." Tyler smiled mischievously to himself. "Hmm... What do you think Kyler?" He asks, looking over at his twin. 

"Look man i don't want to kill her, i didn't even want to hurt her in the first place. I'm not going to jail, i can't. I have to-" Kyler was stopped mid sentence by a harsh stinging pain that enveloped his cheek. 

"What is that nonsense all about!?"  Tyler roared his eyes gleaming with betrayal hidden behind his ferocious eyes. "You can not say that! You're almost as bad as Owna. Fucking little whore. No, you're as bad as she is. You deserve to die too little bitch ass betrayer." Tyler snapped, reaching for his behind pocket he pulled out a knife, gleaming under the suns glare. 

Owna sat there paralyzed with fear. She didn't know what to do, what to say... She couldn't hold back her tears much longer. She bit her lip and stood, limping painfully, but quietly behind Tyler, and she picked up a large stick. She inhaled quietly, her heart pounding into her hear drums. In the back round Tyler was yelling at Kyler. 

'It's Now. or Never Owna... Be a women and grow the hell up!'  She closed her eyes tightly and rounded her arm back as if the hit a ball flying her way, and she thrust her arms forward, hitting Tyler upon the head.  Tyler's voice was stopped. He fell to the floor and Kyler looked up at her in shock, and a bit of terror hidden behind his eyes. 

The leaves and twigs crunch under the footsteps of someone running thru the woods, getting closer with each beat of Owna, and Kyler's hearts. 

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Sitting up screaming Owna covered her eyes as if she could feel them melting from her skull. Her alarm screaming at her, telling her she'd have to get up or else she'll be late for school.

"That was just a dream..?" She whispered. "H-how..? It felt so fucking real... this.. that can't be..." Her throat felt clamped, like someone tried to strangle her to be quiet so she's stop her crying for help.

Standing, her bed squeaked in disagreement of her motions, she silently kept to her closet. Opening the doors she looked in the small mirror she hung there once many years ago.

She had drool leaking down her chin, lips cracked, and eyes blurred. She whimpered at the look but payed no mind. She swept the hem of her sweater over her chin wiping away the slobber and rubbed her eyes.

Grabbing her shoes and bag she silently tiptoed to her window and tosses these things out. She slipped her frame out, and down the side of the building. Shoving her shoes on her feet, and bag over her shoulder, she darted down the road.

Last words whispered from her lips were,

"Fuck I'm late..."