At crossroads

chapter 1: The beginning

Lisa pulled the blankets tighter around her tiny body when she heard the unmistakable click clack of her mother's shoes as she walked up the stairs. For a girl her age it was pretty weird to be so scared of her mom but it is aught to happen if they keep calling you names and keep hitting you for doing the simplest things wrong. Lisa was only three and did not understand most words thrown at her but she could feel the hatred radiating off her mother every time she was angry or drunk.

wren Hartwell could not keep the annoyance from bubbling up. Everything was getting on her nerves including the sound of her stiletto shoes as she walked up the stairs to her daughter's room. Probably a good time for me to mention that wren worked at a strip club, her boss was an ever angry man, an excuse that her daughter's sitter was late could not cut it for that guy. wren had to deal with bitchy workmates, drunk asshats , tardy babysitters and the patience to deal with a whiny three year old , she did not even want , was not in her. 

 Lisa's heartbeat spiked up when her mother yanked the door open, thanks to her lucky stars the door bell rang making her mother groan in frustration before turning the way she had come. the little girl sat on her tiny bed biting her nails as she listened to her mother yell at Maria, the babysitter. it was not like Maria was any different in the way she treated Lisa but she had her days. On days like this when she was yelled at by wren, she would also yell at Lisa or worse give the girl a beating.

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Lisa's heart felt like it was spinning in her chest. She ran down the stairs and unfortunately tripped on the last one. Pain shot up her ankle as she bit her lip to hold back the pain filled  scream that was threatening to rip through her chest. She looked up with teary eyes as Maria approached with a slipper she was using to beat her up.

" You hurt your tiny leg," Maria started, " maybe next time your mother will not be such a bitch to a person she leaves her daughter with."

Maria's voice was filled with so much mock pity. After her fine speech she burst into manic laughter, all the while staring at Lisa straight in the eyes with her cold and calculating violet ones. The woman finally stood up straighter while raising her hand ready to strike the injured girl. The laughter died on her lips and in its place a slow smirk appeared.

At this point Lisa felt like a caged animal ready to strike the minute she was let free. Dark emotions that should not be felt by a girl her age swirled up within her chest. The air around her seemed to get thicker as she looked at the woman that was supposed to protect her. She seemed frozen with fear not even trying to protect herself from the oncoming blows. She always had this bigger part in her that was so protective and ready to shield her little self, but even that seemed shrink back bristling with anger and fear. she could practically taste the fear and it weighed down on her.

Blow after blow fell on Lisa but she was not ready to give Maria the satisfaction of hearing her cry. A sob forcefully broke through her initially tightly sealed lips, Maria's violet eyes locked into Lisa's teary ones as a smirk broke out across her face. Something strange happened to the little girl at this point. One minute she was feeling all weak and helpless, the next  some kind of power joined with rage built up inside and bubbled up under the surface.

"STOP!" the word left the little girls mouth with so much force that the shocked babysitter stopped midair with her eyes glazing over.

Surprised with what she could do, Lisa wiped her eyes with shaky hands before trying to stand which did not go well as she fell back as pain shot up her leg. Still feeling the power coursing through her veins she turned her blues to Maria and commanded the woman to carry her upstairs. Maria felt the strings take a hold of a body again and she bent forward and carried the girl . 

Once Lisa was put in bed, she could feel the strange power shrink within her tiny body as exhaustion overtook her and she allowed the darkness engulf her. 

Maria stood confused at the edge of Lisa's bed. She did not even know what she was doing in the girls room. She could remember chasing her down the stairs and giving her beating but not how she ended up in her room. Shaking off the strange feeling she had, Maria left Lisa's room locking the door behind her. 

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