cattiana cullen's story

It was cold. To cold. The wind whipped at my chestnut brown hair, it was as deep as chocolate but then as light chestnut, and the rain came pouring down, soaking my6 face and hair, making my clothes heavy. The trees of the forest rustled and clashed together as bashed together. There was a storm brewing in the forests of Seattle, as I wondered aimlessly around, trying to find somewhere to sleep, but I doubt I would, it was too cold and too noisy, and I missed the comfort of my home. Home. The one place I didn't have any more, I tripped and stayed down, huddling into a ball trying to warm up a bit. I let my mind wander going over the events of the past few hours.......

I crept through the front door, trying to be silent hoping I wouldn't wake anyone up, it was 2:30 am so they should all be sound asleep, but I tried to be stealthy just In case. As I reached the first step a light went on in the lounge. I cursed, and turned to see the last person I wanted to see, Cassandra, the person I was supposed to call mum, but ever since I was old enough to understand what she was doing to me it was always Cassandra and it always will, she lost that privilege when I was three. Cassandra was tall and thin, a woman of thirty, with shoulder length chestnut brown hair and electric blue eyes. "Where have you been?" she asked her voice cold and hard, not a trace of worry in her voice or expression. "Out." I replied, just as cold and hard avoiding eye contact. Her hand raised and she slapped me round the face her perfectly manicured nails scratching my skin, drawing blood, "again, were where you?!" she said or more like yelled in my ear, (I swear, if she carried on she would burst my ear drum) she was getting angry now, but tonight, I didn't have it in me to argue with her so I replied exasperated "I was out, have a problem?" I said in a dry monotone, I was cold and fed up. I looked up at her face when she didn't answer, she had turned red and suddenly my body felt like it was on fire, and I realised that this was it, ever since I was three she had beat me and subjected me to rape by the man I was supposed to call my farther, Antony, he had died in a car accident, Cassandra saw to that, when I was two, and that is where I got my emerald green eyes from, I even, if you looked closely, had specks of gold in them. That's the only feature I love about myself.

I don't know why this burning was causing myself to remember these memories but I couldn't dwell on it to long as the burning heat intensified. I tried to open my eyes, to see what else was on fire, but as I opened my eyes a crack I saw no flames, there was no bright orange glow, I shrieked and writhed and arched my back in pain as I got hotter and hotter, burning from the tips of my toes to the top of my head. I, managed to open my eyes again and slowly raised a shaking hand to my face expecting to see it black and charred, but when my eyes came into contact with my hand, it was as pale as ever, it wasn't black And charred, it was perfect just like before. Whatever my mum had done to me, I....I...I couldn't describe the hated I held for her. And now that I realised I had been holding in my anger for far too long, it was all building up inside of me, waiting to bubble over, my blood boiled and I didn't know what to do with it, this anger, and then I knew where this anger was directed, it was all at Cassandra every hit, every rape she had subjected me to, it helped to see through the fire that she was torturing my body with, I went as cold and as numb as ice, I felt my eyes change colour, to what I don't know, and I got up and spun around, turning to face her, I knew I would win this fight this time, and there was nothing she could do about it, she took one look at my face and then I knew that she knew she would lose.

I jumped and spun gracefully through the air, hands out stretched. My mind was a whirr, I couldn't comprehend what I was doing, and it was like my body was acting on its own accord. My hands grasped round her throat as we toppled to the floor, I was filled with anger, and all I saw was red "no more will you make me feel like trash! No more will I stand by and do nothing! Why did you do this to me!" I yelled right in her face. My hand tightening round her neck slightly. "I...I... you were a mistake, you were never meant to be born, that night was the worst night of my life and I vowed that is I was pregnant then I would make each and every Day a l-living hell." Cassandra said spitefully, only stuttering once. Well she had done a pretty good job already. What night?? I suddenly thought, "What night?"I growled getting irritated with her games. "The night your brother died, or should I say killed" she smirking. I froze, what??? what did she mean, my brother was killked in a car crash by a drunk driver.

flashback....

it was drissiling and i was waiting out side of school, my brother arron was 19 when he died. he was tall with dirty blonge haie and pearcing bright green eyees, just like mine. he was coming to get me and tow my car back when it........it happened. my truck was old and bright blue, i loved it, it was prone to stop working when i was trying to leave. why isnt it working i wondered. properly Cassandra, she hates me and she would love to see me wet cold and shivering and then get the pleasure of beating me for being late. but if i went home with arron she wouldnt touch me, she was afraid of him, he was tall 6'2, and buf like really buff. if he wasnt my brother than i would so totally have a cruch on him. anyway, i literally jumped for joy when i say he ford pull up to me, i craved for the warmth of the heater and the soft leather seats. i opened the door and jumped inside just as it started to pour, we sat there fora miniute in silence, and then i got a look at him, he was older than when i last saw him, more worn out,, concern marred his eyes and his eyebrows knitted together. he was stressed. "whatss the matter arron?" i asked holding my hands infront of the heater. "nothing."he said looking away. i sighed knowing he was lying,"arron, you suck at lying now what is the matter?" giving him a hard stare. "im worried, about you, i know what Cassandra does to you and ive filed a complaint to the social services. " i gasped, i was screwed if Cassandra found out. i would never see the light of day again. "NO! please dont arron, if she found out......shed kill me, i cant go home now, does she know what youve done? please take it out say you where mistaken anything please i beg you" i begged giving the puppy dog face which i knew he couldnt resist, also praying and wishing on my lucky stars that he hadnt. "no i havent, im not that stupid." he said "stuff it, i aint going out there now, lets leave it here, ill get it in the morning" he said starting the car and backing out. i just nodded and let out a breath i didnt know i had been holding. the road was dark and and wet, we couldnt see very far and he was going a bit faster that i would have liked.

and then suddenly there was a flash of bright light, and the squeal of bending metal. i let out an ear pericing scream before i blacked out.