Prolog
"Emmie...I got a bad feeling about this. Do you really have to go today? I don't want to be here when daddy comes home." I told my big brother as he laced up his boots. Emmett was my favorite person in the world, he was playful and protective at the same time. We may be four years apart but he rarely treats me any different than if i was his age. He was planning on being back by Sunday since Monday was my birthday and i was turning sixteen.
Today he was going hunting with his friends for the whole weekend and it scared me. Our mom died giving birth to me and my dad Emmett says he hasn't been the same since, he put the blame on me. He gets violent when he know's Emmett isn't around, Emmett always saves me.
" Jeez! Isabella how many time do i have to tell you girl, Dad's gone for the weekend to Nashville, you'll be fine. You know sometimes being your brother sucks! I barly get to do anything because i'm always having to save your little butt. I'll be back before dad gets home, goodbye." He said as he stormed out the door leaving me there in schock and tears.
I didn't want to be bother to anyone, i hate feeling helpless and he knows it. I am such a horrible sister, i cost my brother his freedom all because i killed our mom. I dropped to my knees in the foyer and cried, until i heard the unmistakable laughter of our father. I felt him grab my hair and drag me into the living room while i screamed.
"i thought that boy would never leave! He should be out enjoying every minute of everyday not protecting your sorry behind. It's your fault, if you hadn't been born the your mother would still be here. You're the reason that boy has gone soft, braiding your hair and such. If I wasn't aware of his gender I would think I had two girls." He yelled as he slapped me hard and knocked me to the floor. I regined enough composer to sit up in time to see him pulling his belt off, I didn't have time to move before the first stike landed on my thighs. He kept it up for a few swings until I could barly move, suddenly I saw him drop his pants. I always knew he would try to do this, there is no escaping him now.
I tried with all my might to scramble away from him but i wasn't fast enough. He was on me before i could do anything but scream. I tried to fight back but he just kept hitting me and tearing at my clothes. The last thing i remember was pooling all my energy in to screaming one word before i blacked out.
"EMMETT!"