Far from home ((vampire diaries fan fic))

Chapter one... Lost in the woods

ALICE'S PROV

I slowly lifted my am from off the tree I was resting against. I had to start getting home before Marley and Markus realize I was gone from home. I was put in an abusive foster home when I was fourteen. It was torture and I knew there was nothing I could do anymore. I had bruises but they were where they were always hidden. I could survive nothing life threatening, and one more year and was on my own. I could get through this, and I would be happy. I took a deep breath and slowly turned back toward my house. I could hear my foot steps, most with the crunch of sticks and leaves. I pulled out my really old phone and tried to get it to power up and turn on. I shook it and still nothing happened, I groaned and put in my Jean pocket. I took a deep breath, and then another, and another then I took off running towards my house, in hope that I would get there before they came and saw I wasn't in the room.

LIKE ALMOST HALF AN HOUR LATER

I saw my house coming into view and I pushed my already tired feet faster. I was almost right up to the gate surrounding the house when the outside lights came on. I gasped and pushed my back against the stone gate and hoped they didn't see me out here. I was gasping for breath after that run. I saw them coming out from the front of the gates shining their flashlights around. I took a deep breath trying to calm my breathing and ran to the other side of the gate, avoiding their flashlight's light. I got to the side that I normally climb up, it has a rope thrown over the gate tied to  balcony that goes to my room. I grabbed the rope and pulled, pulling myself upwards off the ground. I moved a hand up gripped and pulled, pulling myself up more. I repeated this process quickly until I was on top of the gate. I jumped over and pulled the rope making it come all on this side. I gathered it up and rolled in up until I reached just under my balcony. I tied what I had gathered into a knot and let it go. I took a deep breath and repeated the previous process, hearing the yelling of my foster parents. Once I was on y balcony I pulled the rope until it was all on my balcony and I tied it tighter. I ran into my room closing the balcony door and running to my closet.  I grabbed a pair of pajamas and put them on. I ran to my bed jumped into it and pulled the covers over my head. I started shaking, from  fear, being cold, and more fear. I heard the yelling from down the hall. I listened silently and tried to stop shivering at the same time.

"WHERE THE HELL IS SHE?!?!?!?!" yelled my foster father, slamming his fist into the wall. I knew this because i could hear the impact.

"HOW THE HELL DO I KNOW?!?!?!" my foster mother screamed, probably hitting my foster father.

"I DON'T KNOW CAN YOU PLEASE SHUT UP FOR ONCE!!" my foster father screamed. I flinched at the sound and I could feel the fear course through me making me shake.

"You know I'm leaving and we are giving her up!!" my foster mother whisper yelled. I sat up suddenly, they were giving me up? YES! I could get away from the torture. I would miss the fancy clothes they got, but the getting away from the beatings would be a blessing. I heard their retreating footsteps and I laid back down, well this was interesting...

NEXT DAY : CHILDREN'S SERVICES

"Well, Ms. Alice you have been given up from four this year, and I understand you didn't like this last family, but... this is your last chance," Ms. children's services said to me. I nodded my head and looked at the desk she was sitting at.

"You've been in the system for five years and you've been given up twenty four times through out this whole time! This is you LAST chance!" She stated firmly. I nodded my head slowly.

"I understand, may I learn about my new family now?" I asked softly. Looking at the lady, she was a business suit on and had black hair and blue eyes she was Caucasian. I looked up at her, trying to look innocent about thins, when really I was pissed, she's the one who put me in that foster home.