Dead Within but Still Alive

Chapter 1

"I guess I'll see you tomorrow, Sera!" Amy yelled as she walked away, waving.

I waved back till she was out of view and sighed, I'll be walking home from school alone again. So much for the one friend I had that I could count on. The street lights flickered and I began to walk home in the dark. I stayed after school and waited for Amy to finish with her softball practice so we could walk home together but she decided to walk with her boyfriend instead.

I walked towards Elms St. and rounded the corner. my home was a 30 minute walk from school, so I'll be alone for while. I don't really want to go home, but I know that evil witch of a mother would call the cops saying I ran away and they would bring me back to that prison. My parents always put me to work and my little brother kicks and punches me every time he gets.

I walked up the front steps and placed my hand on the doorknob. I can already feel a presence on the other side, waiting for me to open up the door. And I do so, to see my father standing there.

" Why were you late?" he shot out.

" A friend wanted me to wait for her after school so we could walk together but she changed her mind, so I walked home alone." I truthfully answered.

"Ha, as is you have friends. Your grounded and you are to go up to your room and stay there all weekend. oh and wheres your phone?"

I held out my phone for him to take it. he evilly grinned," Ill be taking this. you brother wants one so he can have yours..."

"...but!!!" I suddenly shouted out.

" really? go up to your room now and you don't get to eat dinner or anything for the rest of the weekend." with that, he walked off and handed the phone that was once mine to my brother and walked away.

The little Satan spawn ran over and stomped down on my feet. He stuck he tongue out and shook his but in my face. I ignored him and walked up stairs to my room at the end of the hall.

I wouldn't say that its the attic, because of the hallway and many window but i am the only one who sleeps on this floor.

I walked into my dull bedroom of gray sheets and white gray walls. the hardwood floor was a mess and needed to be renovated, but as if any of them would do it. I closed the door behind me and not a second later I heard another click of the lock. i spun around and tried to open the door, but someone on the other side said," This door will stay locked so you can't run away, or find food." It was that evil mother of mine.

I found it useless to continue to pound on the door for she had already walked away. I walked over and dropped my bag on my bed and sat next to the 3x5 window leading to our backyard. I laid sprawled out on the floor and soon fell fast asleep.I didn't wake up till 4:30 pm the next day. my stomach growled and I began to search my room for anything edible but found nothing. the evening sun shined in and I realized that I was skinny and unkempt for being treated even more harshly then an animal.

I had to get out of this house, I have to run away. I cant use the door so I should wait till the sun goes down and use the window, and jump out. I grabbed my school bag and emptied it of its contents. I started packing by putting a two pairs of black skinny jean, 3 pairs of black socks, a couple graphic tees, and my favorite hoodie in the bag as well. I zipped it up and waited for the sun to go down.

My stomach growled numerous times and my lips were dry and cracked. I opened up my window for the night breeze to come gusting in. It was very refreshing and I was glad for it. I put on my bag and stepped up in the window sill. I would probably break my legs in the process and might even die, but I'd finally be free. I closed my eyes and let myself fall, but I was ready to catch myself is I was able to.

I waited for a moment then I realized that I never hit the ground.I opened my eyes to see a man, no a guy around my age( 16) holding my in his arms. He had a cut smile in his face but I could tell by his eyes that he was shocked. I chuckled for a moment the jumped out of his arms.

"Thanks for catching me but I've got to go." I said and turned to run towards the shed for the pocket knife I've always kept in there. I opened the door and thankfully it was still there.

I then realized that if I ran away, my horrid captors would soon find my thanks to the authorities. I would have to kill them. An evil grin spread across my face and pocketed the knife. I spun around and began to walk but The guy from before was standing in my way. He held out a knife towards me and stared at me.

"What was that all about,Missy?" He asked.

"I was escaping and I need to leave."I responded but when I went to go step forward he shot his hand forward and his knife sliced my upper arm. He made me bleed all over the arm of my jacket.

I was pissed now. " Move." I commanded, " I have some business to deal with before I leave."

"And what would that be?" He asked and a grin spread across his face.

" I need to kill that family sitting over there at that table inside the house. You seem to be different yourself, would you like to help me." I said.

" I'd love to." He smiled.

I laughed then ran towards the house, my knife in hand. I crashed threw the sliding glass door in the dinning room to stand face to face with creature whom where supposed to be my family, but are just a bunch or torturers. I grinned and walked slowly over to my father. I placed the knife on his neck and sliced his veins. He fell to the floor in a bloody mess. The I walked over to their son, but the guy from before interrupted me.

"I'll take this one." He said.

"go ahead."I responded and walked over to the witch of a mother.

I placed my knife on her neck and let her watch her son die and her husband bleed on the floor.

"Thanks for raising me like this and i hope you go to hell." i whispered in her ear and sliced her throat.

"ha, now that was fun." I said and wiped my hands on the table cloth. I smiled at the guy then ran out of the house to the forest of nightmares. Its called that because anybody who goes in there and comes back alive, will have nightmares till they die of fright.

I managed to get maybe a mile or two in the forest when I heard footsteps behind me. I spun around but no one was there. i shrugged my shoulder then continued walking. Suddenly the guy from before jumped out in front of me and smiled down at me. i finally got a better look at him.

He was maybe 5'10 at the most and was skinny like me. He wore black jeans, black and white converse, and a white hoodie. His face and body structure was very attractive though his black hair was long and messy. His smile was cut across his face and his eye were staring fixed at me.

"What are you doing in here?" I asked him.

"I should ask the same to you. I haven't seen you before at the mansion." he said.

"The mansion? what are you talking about?" I asked.

A grin spread across his face and he stared evilly down at me," come with me."

" What? No!" I said.

" Aren't you hungry? and homeless?" he asked.

"Homeless, yes. Hungry, no." I answered but my stomach then growled and he chuckled.

He picked me up and threw my over his shoulder.

"Hey! what do you think your doing?" I yelled. I struggled against his grip and then suddenly he grasped at my upper thigh.

" Hey! Hey! HEY!!!!! watch where your touching." I yelled in his ear.

"ow. Sorry didn't realize you were sensitive there. and I'm taking you to my home. I know someone who will treat you better then your dead family." He said and walked through the forest with me over his shoulder.

"Great. Can't wait" I remarked.