I do not own Twilight. Review please. And please give my story Moon Light a chance, there's a link to it on my profile.
The lights were slowly fading along with the pain. Something she was thankful for.
Her long black hair lay in a pool of blood on the cement floor, her clothes in tatters. She new that it was the end, that she would finally get to see Mommy and Daddy again. That she would finally be token away from these dreadful people who did these bad things to her. But she didn't know what the end truly was, she didn't know what it meant, just that it had token her Mommy and Daddy and left her here with the monsters.
They kept her locked in a cold, dark, dank room under the ground where no one could find or see her. And came down when they wanted to play.
Playing hurt.
She didn't know why they did those terrible things to her. She didn't understand the evil that leads the monsters to put needles in her skin, to rip it away with the wipe. Why they took such pleasure in sticking big things into her. All she knew was that it hurt and she wanted it to stop.
But they wouldn't.
They just laughed, and did it harder. Sometimes they smelled funny, like how big brother used to smell when he came home from the bar (that's what Daddy called it), and the slut (that's what Mommy called his girl friend, I don't see why though. She was nice to me.), other times they smelled nice.
They always hit her, especially when it made her cry. They liked to make her cry. But she learned to ignore the pain, to go to a happier place with Mommy and Daddy and Edward and Lily.
She just hoped that the end would be here soon. That it would take her away to be with Mommy and Daddy and Edward and Lily. Soon.
Very…Soon.