Prologue
The rain cascaded down heavily as I sprinted with the moonlight as my guide. My stringy black hair was covering my eyes, blurring my vision as I continued. My hand gripping unto the cold, wet fence as I kicked my legs upward, jumping it. I stopped at that moment breathing heavily.Was it really useless to run? Or would I be able to outrun my own death? I sighed as I begun to run again, from my pursuer. My fingers ran through my wet black hair, sliding it out of my deep, captivating eyes. I felt a pounding in my head but, it didn’t matter how weak and how cracked my will was. I knew how important this was. I knew I must do this.
I continued, going past an empty highway to a lush, green field. If I can make it past this field I can make it to the next town and finally be free. I can do it. I need to do it. I begun to scamper faster then ever through the field. The rain pouring hard as thunder began to roar. My hand on my heart as I prayed in my head.God please give me strength. Please, I must keep going. I long to be free from him.I felt my bare feet slap unto the wet grass as I ran. The field was muddy and full of weeds with thorns piercing into my heel.Oh God please don't let me slip. Please, help me make it away from him. I slightly slipped and looked behind me.I must make it past this place and find a new place to live. A refuge. A new life.
He was still chasing after me. Of course he is I thought to myself. Why wouldn't he? I got up and continued only to feel myself slip down. I felt my face fall forward as I fell. Oh no, i thought to myself as I face-planted the ground. An instant cry of pain escapes my mouth, “Ahhh!” I felt my dark green eyes fill with tears.Please don't cry, you need to get up. I told myself. I felt the cool rain try to wash the mud off my face from falling. My hands trying to push my body up. I felt a sharp pain on my leg. I glanced as it was covered in blood from thorns of a rose stem. A exquisite, vibrant red rose at the top of the stem, with soft petals covered in the rain. It was simply magnificent. I couldn't help but cry though. I was surely going to die here. I picked the rose and held it in my hands. A faint smile appeared on my face as I admired my death place; a beautiful divine-like place.
The rose symbolized me in a way, delicate and yet defensive with its thorns on the stem. I heard panting as a tall figure came towards me. But I don't want to die. I want to live a peaceful happy life. I want to be free. But not dead.But did death mean freedom? Freedom from the chaos of this world?I couldn't believe that though, even if it was true.. My mouth opened as I was going to plead to live. But the words, they wouldn't come out. I was silent. He instantly swept the rose from my hands. He then tore off it's petals, smashed it with his foot and slapped me in the face.
I need strength God. Please, help me defend myself. "Bitch." He spat at me. My eyes widen as he hauls me up by my hair. "You're a fucking whore." He spoke again slapping me even harder this time. I fell down from the impact of it. I need to get away. I start to get up until he grabs me by my bruised arm pulling me forward. "Trying to escape again? Fuck you! You're worthless!" He kicked me in the ribs over and over again as I cried.
“Father, please, just leave me the fuck alone!” I manage to barely whimper. Instead of calling me another name or reacting he simply ignored me while hitting me harder and harder.
I kept praying in my head,God don't let me die! Help me! Please! I'm begging you!He continues to kick me. I'm going to die. I know it! My body can't endure much more pain before I will black out and then have no chance of surviving.God help me! God please help me! WHY!? WHY WON'T YOU HELP ME!? HOW CAN YOU LET THIS HAPPEN TO ME!? I...I HATE YOU!!!I then feel my body going numb and glance down at my body. Blood. There's so much blood. I close my eyes horrified by how much there was. No one is going to save me. Not God, not even myself. I thought it was my final moments...I started to hear nothing. Not my screams or the kicking or even the rain. I remember as blackness surrounded me…
It was that night that made my life change so tremendously. I remember the screams and the feeling of numbness and the weakness I had along with my desperation. Enveloped in fear, I had countless nightmares, they still replay in my mind sometimes, like tonight. I guess it’s a funny thing to see how a simple memory such as this could really effect you. Make sleeping almost impossible and how something likes this can never escape your mind, haunting you forever.
~Author's note~
I hope everyone enjoyed the prologue.
I also apologize for any spelling errors, or if this isn't that good.
Sorry I'm not very good at writing fanfics.
Anyways, I'll try to update soon~
