Abused and Broken

5

I woke up laid against Lauren's chest. Lauren was leaning against a willow tree, still asleep.

I smelt food.

I looked to see Dinah and Camila making food with the heat of the crackling fire.

I crawled off of Lauren's lap, walking towards the two girls.

"Hey, little one. You hungry?" I shrugged, sitting on the log next to them.

"You don't talk much, do you?" Dinah asked, making Camila nudge her and give her a look.

"Here, eat." Camila gave me a plate of eggs and bacon.

I picked at the food, setting the plate down when I decided I wasn't going to eat anymore.

Lauren woke up and smiled when she saw us.

"Hey, babes." She ruffled my hair which made me swat her hands away.

She ate the food that I left there and I threw rocks off the cliff.

"Look." Lauren grabbed a rock, pointing at a tree on the other side of the cliff.

"Try to hit that." I nodded and took the rock from her, aiming at the tree.

I managed to hit it a few times and earned praise from the green eyed girl.

Lauren brought out a knife and I became nervous.

"Don't worry little one. Look." She put the item in my hand.

She grabbed my hips and turned me to face a tree that was a couple feet away.

"Try to hit that tree." Her hand went over mine and she did the throwing motion a couple times with me before letting me try.

I threw the knife, impaling the tree right in the middle.

"Good job!" I smiled at that and went to retrieve the object.

I struggled to get the knife out of the tree and Lauren chuckled.

She came over and did it for me, leaving a kiss on my forehead.

She gave me the knife.

"You keep it, Y/N. You're better with it than I am." I smiled and we were back on the road.

I twirled the knife in my hand as I looked out the window.

The action was innocent and I didn't realize what I was doing until Dinah pointed it out.

"Y/N, you are pretty good with that knife." I sank in my seat, blushing.

"Aww, Dinah. You made her blush." Lauren chuckled, placing a hand on my thigh.

When the car stopped Lauren left.

I watched as Lauren went into the house, the girl letting her in.

I saw two men. One being straddled by Lauren and the other running our direction.

I didn't think as I hopped out of the car.

He ran right passed me and Lauren shouted after me.

"Stop him!" I threw my knife, watching as it impaled his throat.

He fell to the ground, bleeding out.

I looked down at my hands.

I had killed someone.

It was so easy.

I didn't feel sad or angry.