Leaving Cadcott

"But mamma, I didn't mean to hurt 'im." Marie begged, looking up into Mrs. D'Acanto's eyes. Mrs. D'acanto turned away from Marie, blowing past her husband into kitchen and slammed the door.

"You better be gone by tomorrow morning, mutant, or God help me I will rid this earth of you." With that, Mr. D'acanto followed his wife into the kitchen, leaving Marie standing in the living room. With tear-filled eyes she fled up the stairs and into her bedroom.

--Later that night--

Marie woke up to the sound of her parents, no, they aren't my parents anymore, them fighting.

"John, how can we just kick her out? She is our flesh and blood! She's only 15, where is she gonna go?" her mother cried. Marie's breath caught in her throat; did she actually care?

"Nancy that abomination is no child of mine!" John practically yells, "Maybe she isn't even mine at all; who knows who you may have whored around with before." A loud slap resonates from their bedroom, followed by a door slam. Marie hears her mom sobbing. Suddenly, a deafening trio of knocks hits her door. Shit shit shit

"Wake up you piece of shit and open this door before I break it open." Marie scrambles to her closet doors, throwing them open and grabbing her overnight bag. Thank god I never got around to unpacking after Erin's sleepover. She throws open her dresser, hurrying as the knocking gets louder and suddenly stops. Tossing all the underwear she has into the duffel, she reaches for the gloves she wears during the winter, deciding these too may be handy.

Her door suddenly slams open as John falls into the room, red in the face from rage. Pointing his finger at her, he creeps towards Marie. "You, you filthy Godless wench." Marie stumbles back towards her bed, trying to evade him and make her way to her door.

John reaches out and grabs her sleeve-covered arm, meaning to pull her to him, but accidently catches her wrist. His eyes roll back into his head and he falls, but his grip on Marie is too strong for her to break it.

"NOOOO. Let go of me, please let go of me" Marie cries and wrenches her arm, trying to break out of her dad's grip. Finally his hand falls limp and Marie falls backwards onto her bed.

YOU FUCKING MUTANT. YOU DID THIS ON PURPOSE. Just wait until I wake up, I'm going to kill you you freak! Marie holds her head in agony as her father's psyche screams in her mind, oblivious to all else. With all her might, Marie forces her thoughts to the fore-front of her mind, willing John's voice down to a tolerable level. She looks up to see her mom in tears, rapidly glancing towards John, on the floor, and Marie on the bed.

"Mamma?" Marie timidly asks, afraid of what, she doesn't quite know.

Snapped out of her trance, Nancy stares at Marie hard. "It would be for the best if you were gone before he wakes up." Marie watches as tears fill her eyes as her mom storms out of the room. Grabbing her bag, Marie reaches under her bed and grabs her stash of birthday money and allowances she had been saving for her trip to Alaska. I guess its starting sooner than I expected.

Stepping over John, Marie walks out of her room, then her house, and trudges towards the interstate, with only one thing one her mind. This fucking sucks.

A/N: Sorry for the updates which have been and may continue to be few and far between. I had abandoned writing for a while because of a coursework overload, but plan to add a few more chapters to this story because so many Reviewers asked me to continue (hint hint).