Unknown P.o.v
I had to take control there was no other way enough was enough.
Selena P.o.v
Waking up to a scene as messed up as this wasn't the worst part. Not knowing what happened was. Looking at my hands not knowing why there is dark red blood there. Scared to look up I hold my head down. That's when I see the trail of blood leading up to the three unconscious bodies on the floor. For the second time to day my hands have created a mess. The hands that injured Maya, the hands that have the blood of three bodies. What have I done?
My legs begin too move slightly jogging yet running. Gradually I begin to move faster and faster until I dodge like a bullet from the scene I had taken part in. I can't go back home. I can never show my face too anyone again. Oblivious to my surroundings I begin to lose grip on my common sense. It doesn't matter where you go just run I would whisper to myself. I keep on running not giving a second to even try and comprehend what had just taken place. Until I come to a complete stop. My common sense returns.
"'Where am I?" I spoke so soft it can't even be considered a whisper. I take a quick glimpse at my surroundings. Vines hung on swaying trees. Water rolled down a large cliff into a lake creating an aggressive sound. Moss covered the rough surface of rocks like a blanket. The current of the lake grazed the land with it's clear water and soon pulled back as if it was bipolar. The sound of the waterfall soothed me. I slid my shoes off and feel the cold yet warm dirt on my feet. I sigh calmingly and dipped my Fingers into the enchanting glimmering lake. The blood became one with the water.
Coming to a realization I know I can't stay in that house anymore , I have to leave and pack my bag .
Time Passes
I arrive to this familiar brownish color three story house. Turning the crystal door hoping I can slide right in to get my clothes and leave. The lights are all of which is unusual for the time of day. Suddenly I'm thrusted into the couch and the lights flick on.
The first image I see is the sinister faces of my whole "family"
" Where have you been Slut" my mother snickers. I just sit there knowing if I answer matters would get worse so I cower back into the couch. Knowing what's coming next. "Crunch" the sound of my nose cracking from the blow.
"ANSWER HER PATHETIC WASTE OF SPACE" my father shouts. I look up at him in horror. My nose. I slide my hand up to where he had punched me.
"I-I..." I am unable to muster a lie to tell my parents. I can't tell them what happened. Suddenly I feel my fathers hand on my arm. I can feel my blood circulation stopping. He smashes me onto the hard living room floor.
"BITCH ANSWER HER FUCKING QUESTION!"
He gazes at me with a hunger too kill. This may be my last night...ever. I part my lips ever so slightly. Whoosh! His hand slapped my face. He dragged me into a corner. Punching my jaw and smacking my mouth. Blood dripped down my lips. I cried out which could possibly be the biggest mistake of my life. He grabbed my waist and threw me into the door. Glass from the window rained down on my head. Tears streamed down my face like Niagra falls. "Please.." I whispered hoping he wouldn't hear. He grinned ear to ear and laughed meniacly.
" Shut up you whore I bet you were out fucking someone!"
My mother came into the scene. People would think she was my knight in shinning armor but she isn't she's here to laugh at my pain. She took a cigarette from her pocket and lit it. Oh no please no! I shouted mentally knowing that if I spoke it would be the end of me. She gave me a menacing smirk that was all too familiar. Her cigarette was aimed for my arm. In shock and fear I jerked my arm away. Big mistake. She dug her nails into my arm making me bleed. Then she planted the cigarette into the hole she had just created. I screamed in agony. My body was unable too move and my tears were mixed with blood. My father dragged my halfway lifeless body up the stairs and into my room.
"I hope you die of hunger! And when you do I will personally take you to hell!" He yelled.
He slammed the door so hard it could break. Click! He locked the door. I'm...trapped. I am alone. God.Why me? Why won't you save me. Somebody. Take me out of my misery. I began too cry till all the tears I possibly had was released out of my system.
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It's been two days since I've been outside, two days since I've come in contact with a human being. Much better than getting abused but I'm in constant fear of when it will come.
That's when I hear the sound I really dread. the hard footsteps coming in the direction of my pale white blood stained door.
"Selena time for your birthday present", my father slurs out in his drunken state.
Shocked coursed through me that's it's my birthday and he finally said my name for the first time in years. He limps his drunken body next to my bed. I move back and try and stay as far away as I can. He slithers under the bed sheets and grabs my body.
"Baby don't be like that"
"Please don't come near me." I pleaded
He laughs lightly then it gradually becomes a storm of laughter. He try's to pull me into an embrace but I push him as hard as I could. His light hearted expression soon turned into an expression of anger and hatred. His hand flew up in the air and I knew he planned to land it on my face. As fast as I could I motion my hands over my head and shield my weak bony body. Then something strange happens. He stared dumb folded at me. I never seen him so terrified. I look down at my cut up arms.I'm...glowing! The light outlined my body. It changed from a dark blood red too a electric neon violet. From soft light pink too a strikingly traumatizing gold. The light pierced my eyes. My father stood there trying to cover up his fear. He attempts to slap me across my face but instead he yelps in pain. His hand...it's burned.
He gives me a death glare but I feel the pressure of fear lift and sadness left my body. He dashed out of my room
"Polly! Come here! Quick!"
My mother stands outside my door In her usual position. Leaning against the door with her arms crossed.
"What is it" she rolled her eyes in disgust.
" it's Selena!"
"What did that bitch do now?!" Her voice grows louder.
"Go take a look" he trembles with fear. She walks up to me in a snotty manor and attempts to grab my arm but failed. Her hand is burned aswell. I didn't think. Or speak. I felt like I had just saw a ghost. My mother turned pale. She squealed in pain. Shock ran through my vains disguised as blood. I couldn't move think or talk. I could only feel. And right now. I feel...Free.
An intense pain suddenly creeps up on me as if my body's on fire. I hear more footsteps walk up to my door. "Ahhh" my muffle scream the pain just getting worse. I can feel my body changing my hips getting fuller, breast bigger, my once scrawny stomach is more toned and flat.
The pain gets worse to a point where I see black dots in my vision. Then it all goes ... Black .
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It's time to bring her here.
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Hidden powers
FantasySelena has yet to find out her hidden self. Tucked away for years in an abusive family not knowing her real self thinking she was human...But in a twist of events she isn't .
