A/N : Well , here goes nothing. I wrote short stories before, but never, ever and I mean ever published one of them. It's just the beginning and I don't even know how far I will go. English is my 2. Language, so I like to apologize in advance for any grammar errors. Well, if you excuse me, I will run and hide ;)
A New Life, But for who?
Dancing to an awesome beat, stomping, shaking, swinging out all the anger and Hurt. Just focusing on her moves and how good it felt. She could dance for Hours. Feeling the beat vibrating through her entire body, smiling...
The back of a hand hitting her hard across the face and out of daydreaming. Falling to the ground from the force, the pain taking her breath. "You stupid Bitch! I know you heard me calling you!" Standing over her was her Father, the man she hated and feared the most. Tears starting to dwell as she tried to block his blows with her hand over her head. "This house is a mess, dishes not done, no food on the table. You're as worthless as your slot of a mother. I should have left you back at 2149." After kicking her hard in the side, he pulled her up by her hair. Pulling her towards the stove, where she hit her head on the stove handle. Blood running down her face and disoriented she struggled to get up. "You have a fucking hour to fix me something to eat." Stepping over her to get the moonshine out of the fridge and walked back to the Living area. Numb, she was just staring in the air still laying on the floor with blood dripping down.
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Jasmine Bell was born January 1. 2134 to Katherine and Jackson bell. Married for over 10 years, they long gave up hope having children. But then Katherine found out she was pregnant. Overjoyed, they prepared for their little Miracle the best they could. The birth went smoothly and shortly after, the new Family of 3 went home. Jazz, as her mother used to call her because she would wiggle and giggle to every music, grew into a curios little girl. Little indeed, because she was small for her age. She loved school and her friends.
When Jazz was 10, her dad lost his job and they struggled from then on. Jackson started to drink and with ever day without a job he drank more and more. So her Mother started to take on Sewing jobs to make a little bit of money. Jazz helped her as best as she could. Katherine gave everything to her Husband, except a little spare to put on the side. The Alcohol started to mess with Jackson's mind. He became more angry, and the more angrier he got, the more aggressive his outbursts became. The first time he ever hit his wife, he was shocked and apologized right after. Only because she got a little bow for Jazz. Jackson grew excessive jealous over his wife and accused her many times of cheating, followed by beatings. Katherine wanted to keep the peace and gave her husband all the money, which he wasted on alcohol. With little food left, Katherine made sure, Jasmine always got the bigger half , leaving her with little. Over time Jazz's Mother shrunk in size, bones were visible and finally she got sick. With no money for a doctor or even medicine she slowly faded away. The day she died grieved Jackson and his daughter. Jazz was only 12. Her Dad swore to her to make it better, to stop drinking, finding a job no matter what it is. Tossing out all the alcohol he became sober for a short time. He was able to find a job. There was a new Project called Terra Nova, and they needed construction workers. Through Hope plaza he was instructed in building houses and Jasmine allowed herself to hope for a better future. A future without her beloved mother.
But the work got the better of Jackson and he started drinking again. First just with his co workers, then almost every day. Jasmine remembered when her Dad first started to call her names, how bad she was, what a slut just like her mother. Shortly after came the first in many hits. Mostly in areas nobody would notice, but the more Jazz tried to be invisible to her father, the more the hits came, the boulder he got. Her Face, her Back, her stomach, her arms...
She wasn't allowed to go anywhere, to have friends or even a mind on her own. All her happiness was taking away by the man who should love her, raise her, protect her... Her only escape was day dreaming about her one love. Dancing. Before Her dad lost his Job, she took dance class and was really good at it. Not those boring kind of Ballet classes or something... Hip Hop
Hip Hop was her happiness, anger outlet, escape... When the beatings got worse, she often tried to escape her body and just think of music. Let music sound in her head. It helped at the moment, but the pain brought her soon back to reality. Twice he had broken her arm, to many bruises to count and to many times she had to stitch herself up. Just so she won't have to go to the hospital. Jasmine learned quick that hospital means questions, which lead to more beatings. One day Jackson came home and told her they where leaving to Terra Nova the following week. Knowing nothing about Terra nova Jazz felt scared. She didn't want to leave for she didn't know what's ahead of her. The day before the expected departure at hope Plaza, her dad told her to pack his stuff. When she asked what she could bring, he just looked at her laughing. "YOu don't need shit, except the clothes on your back." Then he flinched his eyes and growled "YOu think of running away, don't you?" Jasmine quickly shook her head "No,I..." was all she could say before he hit her hard across the face. "You ungrateful little bitch. YOu think you can make a run for it." Cowering in the corner trying to block his blows she begged her dad to stop. When I finally let off her he spat on her :" YOu just wait and see. I'll chain you up If I have to." Making his way out the door he locked the door behind him as usual. Slowly Jasmine got up and walked in the bathroom. Looking in the mirror she saw the damage. Busted lip, nose bleeding and she could see the onset of a shiner. How is he going to explain it this time. The clumsy daughter, mugged on the streets or plain nothing. With a sight she started to pack some of her Dad's things. They couldn't take it all he said, but she made sure she packed everything she could. Jazz was to afraid to sneak something of hers into the bag. An Idea started to form in her head. He said just the clothes on my back. So if she would put on as many clothes on she can, maybe that way he wouldn't notice some of her things taped on her body with duct tape or in the pockets. SO she did. The next day Her father looked at her funny but didn't say a word, just handing her his backpack.
Hope Plaza was one huge dome and filled with a lot of workers, soldiers, traveler, good bye sayers and more. Security was very tight, only the lucky ones were allowed to go behind the fenced area. Holding up their Identification chips to their eyes, they were waived through. The air was filled with people talking, loudspeaker shouting on safety and what to expect at Terra Nova. They were walking on a long Platform towards a round blueish glowing gate. People kept pushing, soldiers shouting to keep the track going. One person at a time was allowed to go through the portal. When it was the Bell's turn, jasmine thought for a split second to make a run for it when her dad goes through the portal. But as if he was able to read her mind, he pushed her forward "you first." Swallowing hard she slowly looked at him. Annoyed he gave her the "go on" gesture. A soldier gave her a push " go on, don't hold the traffic." Jasmines heart was beating so loudly. Taking a deep Breath, she stepped into the Portal and was immediately pulled in.
