Authors note:
Most of this story will be in Eclipse's PoV but some of it will be in various other character's.
I hope you enjoy the story, I know hardly anyone reads my stuff but fuck it. I'm writing it anyway..
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Eclipse's POV
I was sitting at home, waiting for my uncle to arrive, waiting for the beating. I couldn't leave my room of course, he put padlocks on my windows and doors, which I should mention, only he has the key for.
I looked out of my window, staring into the endless blue sky. I looked at the ground, wondering how it felt to have the fresh breeze of the wind in your hair. I haven't been outside in 3 years, yep, 3 whole years. And it was 3 years ago, while I was at home with my little sister, that I got the news from my neighbour that my mother and father died in a car accident. My little sister was put into a care home, while the carers thought I was too old to be put into one with her, so I was put with my uncle. My uncle has never been quite the nice one, he was always so cold to me and my mother.
I sat on my bed, which was made with tattered old bed sheets that haven't been cleaned in like 3 months. I didn't care for anyone really, I never really cared for myself either. I had no friends, except for one thing. Yes, not living. It was a razor blade, I cut myself. It was the only thing that would relieve me of my pain. Fighting pain with pain, sounds stupid huh? Well it works.
I snapped out of my daze as soon as I heard the front door slam shut. I breathed in and out getting ready for the abuse to begin, but it never started. I looked up to see my neighbour wavering over my head. She smiled and said, "I was just checking if you were alright, now, I'm breaking you out of here."
I looked at her in shock, "No no no, my uncle will literally kill you if he found it." I started hyperventaliating.
"It's alright dear, I made sure he wouldn't find out." The woman said. My neighbour, Annie, has literally been my saviour throughout living in this hell hole, she would occasionally talk to me through our windows when my uncle was out.
We quickly packed my stuff, I made sure I had my Ipod, it contained the things most dearest to me. My songs. My bands were also the ones that got me through my life. Everynight, after he abused me, I would get my blade, put my earphones in and listen to Sleeping With Sirens. They, were my angels in my life.
My neighbour and me sprinted through the door with all my belongings, which was quite frankly, not very much. But out of the corner of my eyes, I saw him. My uncle driving into our block. Annie motioned for me to get into her car. She jamp into the drivers seat and she drove while I hid myself under the seats hoping I wasn't going to be noticed. I suddenly felt a rush go through my body, adrenaline.
Annie spoke for the first time since we drove away, "You can come up now."
I poked my head up to reveal the scenery around us. "Where are you heading?" I asked
She replied with, "Well, to live with my brother."
"Who's your brother?" I asked again, being nosey.
"Kellin Quinn." She smirked
