Tongue tied- By Paperz Mate

PROLOGUE

Monika Louise Beilschmidt sat by herself in her dull bedroom, praying inwardly that everything would just pause for a moment so she could just breathe. Her nose stung irritably as a single tear broke through her everlasting glare at the window across from the room. Her body ached in all the wrong places as she had never felt so violated in all her life. Monika refused to cry, but the tears just kept pouring out her aquamarine orbs as her knuckles turned pale from clenching and unclenching the rough fabric of her comforter. She just wanted to be home, back in Berlin when her life actually made sense.

"MONIKA!" the door pounded. Her eyes widened in fear the he may come in and take advantage of her again. Her heart jumped erratically in her chest each time the door pounded. Monika shook her head, she can't do this anymore. Forget about what her councilors said about thinking of all the positive and negative options about her situation, it would've been real nice if she wasn't here in this predicament right now!

"MONIKA!" his husky voice bellowed, hammering at her bedroom door and jangling with the door knob. The fifteen year old clamped her shaking hands over her ears, trying her best to block his voice out her head, but recent memories of him attempting to defile her a few minutes ago haunted her more. The rough feel of his calloused hands feeling the terrain of her body made every cell in her body crawl in disgust.

Just then, the man of her nightmares managed to barge into her room unexpectedly, causing her to jump from her fetal position on her bed. His icy blue eyes scanned her room hastily until his gaze finally landed on her form. She was visibly shaking in absolute fear, suddenly the room felt humid. Frank took one step in her room, slowly coming towards her. As he came, Monika backed up into her creaking head board until she couldn't move any further. She could see the hunger in his eyes, and his bright eyes drank her in…she knew exactly what he was staring at.

"Stay away from me." She told him sternly, her voice a bit shaky. Frank let out a dark chuckle, "Oh…you're not going anywhere, meine kliene."

She knew he was right; after all, it's almost impossible to run from your father.

A week from that night, Monika had planned very carefully about her leaving this cursed house for good. She lied to her school, telling them that she will need to be with drawled from her current school because of his company that he works for. Luckily, no one had asked her where and none of her friends or teachers had any idea, but they had noticed that her mood seemed to be brighter those past few days. Her father had no idea about that plan either; thanks to a particular school administrator who helped her get her forms signed. Later did she know, forging her father's signature from the previous years would actually benefit her, in some way, sooner or later?

Frank had mentioned that he would be home later than usual for a while because of his company was currently was short on staff at work and he needed the extra money. Monika never thought he could say anything much better than that, which meant that she had more time to buy and get away from here as fast as she could.

So pacing herself carefully, she made trips to different local stores around the area and bought some necessities that she would need, all the while playing it cool so that no one would question why she had to go so suddenly. But then there was one problem…

"A fake I.D?" Monika nodded, slurping the last remains of the grape juice from the small juice box. The only person she told her situation to was her best friend, Lilli. She was a quiet teenager, a bit intimidated by others, but is the sweetest thing you'll ever know

"Why don't you just stay in the country, you could stay by my house?" She offered while finishing off her crunchy apple. Monika shook her head, "I can't, and I've already made arrangements to leave for this Wednesday." The Swiss nodded in understanding. "It's a shame that you have to leave though, who else am I going to hang out with afterschool?"

Monika thought for a moment, "Hmm…that boy from England?" She smirked, knowing full well that she couldn't in a million years ever have the guts to talk to him. Lilli, as sweet as Lilli was, she could be the most anti-social person Monika knew, and that included herself.

she almost choked hearing the suggestion, "No! That cannot happen!" Monika laughed for the first time in months, it kind of felt strange.

After they both calmed down, the conversation between the two became quite.

"Ok, I'll help you, just on one condition." Monika nodded to her, indicating that she was listening, while checking her messages on her phone. "You have to promise me that you'll keep in contact with me as soon as you get a chance and that you have to come back one day. I already lost one friend in an accident, and I don't want to lose you too soon either." She replied. Behind her generous and cheerful smiles were pained grimaces and frowns. But Monika knew better, she could faintly hear the sadness when he spoke.

"I'll always return back to you, Lilli. Without you…I don't know what I'd do!" she smiled back at him confidently. Lilli smiled too, "Ok."

With the help of Lilli, and 'parental' supervision by her older brother Vash, they managed to a copy a fake I.D., which looked legal enough for border patrols to believe it was authentic enough. All they needed to do was wait until her picture the print on the card and Monika was all set.

Looking at the time, it was quarter to three. Her father shouldn't be home until 12 am the next day so she'll have more than enough time to pack her belongings and head out to the train station at five.

"Ok, the printing is all done. See, it even has our seal on it." Vash held out the plastic card to the light, reflecting their nation's silver seal. The only difference was that the stars were placed on the wrong places, but that won't be much of a problem, hopefully…

"Danke Vash!" She grinned, looking at her semi-official I.D. All they really did was transfer the basic info from her birth certificate onto a model of an I.D found online. Vash was really good with computers, so the whole process didn't take as long as Monika thought it would.

Monika tucked her documents back into her coat pocket and sighed. "I had no clue it takes this much effort to run away."

Vash chuckled, "It only is when you have no plans on returning. Monika, are you sure this is what you want?"

The teen nodded, "Ever since bruder left, I always wanted to leave that damn house. Frank won't be able to lay a finger on me when he can't find a trace of my soul in the country."

Lilli frowned, "But there are bad people out there!" Monika nodded back in a agreement, " Ja, I know. But I'm going somewhere safe. For your sake, I can't tell you where, but when I do get there, I'll try my best to contact you."

Lilli wrapped her arms around Monika, for one last time before she departed, "I'll miss you..."

"I'll miss you too."

It was quarter to four, almost time to leave. Monika re-checked her bag, packing only the essentials, which weren't a lot considering how much was on the list. Before she left the house, Vash gave her one of his Switch Blades, just in-case someone tried something funny with her, and Lilli gave her a small can of pepper spray. Personally, she thought the switch blade was good enough, but Pepper spray was an okay option as well.

Monika left her room how it was, neat and organized, as if it were to be a normal day. Pinning her long thick, dirty blond hair into her hat, she fastened her backpack on her person, and then zipped up her new gray jacket that Lilli sued up for her. Checking herself in the mirror, she made her way towards the back door, not bothering to leave any note of sediment to her father.

Right now, all that was on her mind was the relaxing, long, one way ticket to Hungary, where she could be happy with her brother, for once and for all.