Chapter 1"Useless"
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I screamed in terror. Not again. "Just leave me alone!" I screamed yet again to my drunk father. Ever since my mom died suddenly from cancer, my dad has come home every night drunk. And every night he abuses me.
Why I have not left I do not know. I screamed in pain as he yanked my hair back as I tried to run from him. He slapped me across the face, and throws me to the ground. I hit my head on a table. My vision goes black at the edges. I lift my hand to my temple and feel wet liquid. Blood.
I try to stand up, feeling dizzy. When he turned around not facing me, I made a mad dash to the door, running as fast as my legs could carry me. I made it through the door. I ran as far away from the house as possible, hearing him scream from behind me. I probably didn't stop running until I was probably about 3 miles from my house. Once I felt like 3 miles was a safe enough distance from my house, I finally started to walk.
Where am I supposed to go? I couldn't think of any real family except for my aunt, Emily Young.(From my mom's side of course.) Would she even recognize me? It has been what, 1 or 2 years since my mom died, so I probably haven't seen her in about 2 to 3 years? She lives in La Push which is about 10 miles from where I am right now. Will I even make it there on foot? I don't even care. Anywhere is better than going back to him, and getting abused every single night.
As I walked down the streets illuminated by the street lamps in the crisp,cool summer air, people started to stare at me. Then I realized, my temple must still be bleeding, and my hair is probably matted and in knots from him throwing me to the ground and pulling my hair. It was probably about 1 o'clock in the morning when I reached the town of La Push. I was exhausted and really weak.
My head was spinning and my legs were aching with pain. Why am I still going on? I just want to lie down in the middle of the road and wait for a car to come down at full speed and end my life for good.
I mean really? What good am I to this world but a thing to mess with. I have been nothing but something to hit and abuse to my father for 2 years. As I was walking/hobbling down the road I heard a wolf howl to the moon. He sounded alone just like I was. But then, I heard a whole pack of wolves howling. The wolves kind of gave me a sense of hope. Maybe I could find someone who wants me just like they want and need each other. I finally reached my Aunt Emily's home. I walked up to the porch and knocked on the door. Just as I heard footsteps coming to the door,I collapsed. And the last thing I heard was "Rebekah? Rebekah! Oh my god, Sam call an ambulance!" and then I blacked out for what felt like an eternity. Or maybe it was. Maybe I won't ever wake up again.
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