Chapter 1.
"You’re a spoilt, worthless, pathetic little brat!" My mother screamed at me, backhanding me across the face for the third time that day.
I recoiled away from her, cowering and preparing myself for another blow. Sobbing, I opened my eyes as wide as I possibly could with the way they were swollen shut from my previous beatings. Her face was distorted with anger, her top lip raised as she sniggered with satisfaction at my hunched over body, her hand held high above my body ready for her to strike me again.
I whimpered, scared and in excruciating pain, my eyes were focused on that raised hand. Slowly it lowered away from me. I sighed with relief, my body still shaking with fear. She laughed, a loud, high pitced, cackle. Just like the witch she really was!
"Ha! You’re nothing! Nothing but dirt! A nobody! No one will ever, ever care about you! “She spat at me, laughing again as she walked away from me, leaving me.
Tears streamed down my bruised face as I winced in pain, wishing that there was something I could do to get away from all of this, to leave this terrible life behind and start fresh. If only I could escape all of this, escape the abuse I had to withstand.
I stayed like that for hours, just letting the tears fall as I thought of what I could do. There was nothing, she was right, I was nothing. Nobody cared enough to take me away from this abuse. Nobody cared enough to help me. Nobody cared enough to even notice.
A small vibration began in my pocket, shocking me out of wallowing in self pity. Hastily i pulled the device from my pocket, heart in my throat hoping that she had not heard it. A few seconds has passed and she did not come back, I was safe. For now at least. I let out a breath I did not know I had been holding, relieved to be alone. Taking a deep breath I looked at the phone's screen
'Elena Calling'
I threw my head back against the wall on frustration. Why now? Why did she have to call right now! Another tear rolled down my already soaked cheek with blood, sweat and tears from previously as my thumb hovered over the 'end call' button. Taking one final deep breath I pressed the button, cutting her off.
The second the vibrating stopped and the screen returned to normal, one single thought went through my head. What if I could escape? I turned the thought over again and again inside my mind. What if maybe, just maybe, I could get away from her? But where would I go? The only place I have ever been happy, where we all used to live before father had died and before the abuse had started. It was simple and so obvious.
Mystic Falls...
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