What Good Does It Do

Chapter 1 How It All Started

On March 10, 2006 a baby girl was born into the Westbrook family with her mother Emma Westbrook and her father Edward Westbrook. As the mother was holding out her arms to hold her beloved child the doctors wouldn't let her hold the child, she looked at her husband and asked "why wont they let me hold her" with her voice getting weaker as she said the sentence.

A moment later the monitor starts beeping, the husband quickly looks at his wife and tears fill his eyes and a grabs her hand as he yells for doctors. " HELP, PLEASE HELP MY WIFE, SHE IS DYING!!" Doctors and nurses flew open the door and bolt in, they push him away and start doing CPR but nothing seems to bring her back.

As he is standing behind all the commotion all the beeping, and talking, and the sound of footsteps against the hard floor fade away and all he can hear is the sound of bird chirping and bees humming, the smell of lavender fills his nose, he then sees his wife in the middle of a lavender field saying something but its to faint to make out what she is saying. He then realizes he cant move or speak, he can just stand there, still and as silent as a predator hunting its prey.

He comes back in an instant, a nurse was trying to get his attention. He thought to himself 'how long was she trying to get my attention'.
"Uhm sir...Im sorry to tell you this but...your wife has passed." She says with a calming sweet voice.
His face went white and he couldn't find the words to say what he had just heard, so he just stood there quietly looking down on the short nurse, his eyes flooded with tears and they came down harder and every wipe wet his sleeve even more than it already was. He sobbed and sobbed then the nurse asked if he wanted to see his baby, he kindly yet sadly accepted and she led him to her. Eyes still full of tears it was hard to see her and it all just looked like a blur of beige and light blue dots where her eyes are.

He wiped his eyes once again to see the baby clearly, his heart filled with rage and anger.

When he was able to take the baby home a week later, he decided to call her Chloe, he despised her so much, he thought she had killed his beloved wife. He took well care of her until she was 5. Then, he started to whip her with a nine tails, he never took her to school, he never celebrated her birthday. Soon she was 11, she was never allowed to leave the house, at least not without her father. She didn't know anything about her mother, and she never dared to ask after the first time.

When she was 13 she enrolled herself in a public school and got new clothes with the money she got from working at a gas station.

On the first day of school she was now in 7th grade and didn't even know 3+3 or how to tie a shoe, she doesn't know how to use a fork and knife either. She murmured to herself "this is going to be hard".

When she was introduced to all the office staff and shown around she was on her way to her locker, as she was putting her bag away someone tapped on her shoulder from behind, she jumped startled at the light impact and turned around to see a tall handsome boy with a muscular body and blonde highlights over a brown and black base and she felt her face get hot and she froze. He then stuck out his hand and said "Hi I'm Jonah Mosby and I'm 14, whats your name".

Still frozen she said quietly "h-hi I'm C-Chloe Westbrook." Her head was low afraid of him. He reassured her that he wouldn't hurt her and not to be scared. They hung out all day, she even let him walk her home. On their way to her house he asked " So what do think that we hang out after school sometime if thats ok with your parents". He said.
"Uhm...I'm sorry but I cant my dad would be furious" she said thinking about what he would do to her.
"Oh..maybe I could come to yours then?" He said confused.
"NO! Im sorry but you cant." She said.
"Why?"
"Because my dad...Ill tell you tomorrow if thats ok...just don't tell anyone what I tell you. Please."
"Ok." He said trying to think ab
out what she would tell him.
"Well, heres my house, that was fast huh."
"It sure was." He said hugging her "Goodbye Chloe cya tomorrow."
"Bye Jonah." She said as she walked in the door of her home.

She walked in to see her dad sitting at a chair in front of the window looking at her in disbelief and disappointment "where were you Chloe?" He said furious.
"I-i went to school." She said scared with her head hanging low.
"Who was that boy you were with?"
"H-his name is J-Jonah."
"HE COULD HAVE HURT YOU, HE COULD HAVE TAKEN YOU, HE COULD HAVE RAPED YOU!" He said in a loud angry voice full of disappointment.
"He w-wouldn't do that to me." She said quietly.
"If you want to just do things without telling me, then Ill just have to teach you a lesson."
"D-dad." She said tearing up quickly "P-please d-don't hurt m-me." She said begging.

He grabbed her by the hair and dragged her to the basement door and threw her down the stairs. She hit the bottom with a thud and a groan and she could hear his heavy boots come down the stairs and the rumble of each step that he took. She scrambled to get up before he would drag her to the middle of the room. She just fell back down, she had sprained her ankle and couldn't walk.

When be got to the bottom he grabbed her by the ear and once again dragged her to the middle of the floor and tied her to a chair. He walked over to a chest and pulled the panel open and pulled the chest out, he grabbed a switchblade, nine tails whip, a lighter, and a rag and bottle of water.

He used the rag and water to clean her face as he said not to scream and what he would do if she did, she knew not to scream. After cleaning her face he whipped her to many times to count and cut her from head to toe and burned her hair, arms, hands, clothes, and legs until the burned places were black and smelled like burnt flesh in the room.

He cleaned the cuts and wrapped up all the burns so that they weren't visible. All she had to eat that night was a slice of bread and cup of water. By the next morning she was starving but she knew she could eat at school and get to see Jonah.

On her way out the door she saw Jonah standing at the end of the drive and ran to him limping and hugged him so tight it hurt her burns. On their way to school she told him everything that happened the night before.
"So..yeah thats what happened."
He stopped in front of her and kissed her cheek, he put his hands on her shoulders and said " your coming to live with me ok, i cant see you like this." He said calmly.

They walked to school without saying a word until they had to part ways "bye" she said.
"Bye cya later."