This is one of my first stories, please don't be to harsh on me !.! I'm begging and yeah I mean YES I know this is only the list of characters and the summary because I couldn't fit this in that little box fanfiction gives you anyways. ^^ I changed the yeah to yes because I'm trying to change saying yeah. Theres someone out there who says I say yeah to many times so I'm trying to change that. The good thing about it is that person hardly notices now. LOL ^^ One last thing before I leave, my keyboard doesn't let me put any quotation marks so until I get a new one you peoples will have to deal with seeing ' that when someone talks. Sorry about that. I hope you all like my story. ^^ Nope you better I stayed up late doing this and I'm still working on the chapters as I type this, so you will like it, I hope. Well see ya's.

First chapter will be out soon.

'The Little Things Give You Away'

Characters-

Summer Eben Miller – Main Character

Eve Eben Miller – Mom

John Charles Mason – Step-dad

Kai Mason – Step-brother

Caleb Danvers

Pogue Parry

Reid Garwin

Tyler Simms

Chase Collins

Sarah Wenham

Kate Tunney

Summary-

Haunted by her nightmares, Summer can't get a nights rest. Shes woken up one night to realize the scary reality that her nightmare was in fact real. When she catches her step-dad (John) abusing her mom (Eve) that same night shes comforted by an unknown caller or callers and the following night shes sent away to Spenser Academy where her step-brother (Kai) goes. The mysterious callers help her out. The question there is will she ever find their true identity? Summer meets the Sons of Ipswich and all is good until the nightmares come back with force and soon the truth behind them will be revealed.

Thank you everyone who read the summary and liked it. Oh and good news, my keyboard started working again so now I do have quotations. "^^" Now so you can go ahead and read. I hope you like it. Enjoy!!!

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"The Little Things Give You Away"

Chapter 1

"...Summer..." came a whisper in the dark

"There's...no one here..." I thought but then the voice came again, vicious and growling

"Summer I know your there. Just come out from hiding and lets stop playing this game." it sounded so close and cold that I could feel the hairs on my neck stand. I was frozen there staring into the dark forest losing my courage every second I stayed.

I thought I was alone but that voice frightened me. How did it know me? Who's voice was here? or better yet who was here?

"He can't be that close. He...just c-can't." I whispered to myself as I slowly attempted to turn around, I sighed in relief as I noticed nobody there. Suddenly I jumped I stopped breathing and opened my eyes to their fullest as I heard, from behind, branches crack and twigs snap. The trees began to breath and I knew he was coming, I wasn't going to be alone for long.

I struggled as I took a deep breath for encouragement to take a look around but as I turned around it didn't turn out the way I expected. My foot was tangled up in a pile of twigs and as I tried to lift my foot I fell, my eyes quickly shut tight but I never touched the ground instead came my nightmare.

"Boo!" he whispered from behind me. His cold breath brushing against my bare neck. My eyes shot open as I realized I was in his arms. I was suddenly swung around to face him. I was staring at his chest, fear visible on my face and my puny strength made it impossible for me to escape, his touch was cold and it burned my warm skin.

"Why have you been hiding? Trying to escape? I see how it is!" he growled. His breath blowing into my face making it impossible to stop shivering. The trees around us swaying against the wind as I struggled to find my courage to look up and face him. I pushed my face up and stared into his eyes.

"That's strange." his voice cold even in a whisper. I spat into his face "Now that's not very nice, is it?"

"I was only admiring your eyes." his voice was strong and frightening, it sent chills down my spine.

I gave it my all as I fought against his strength to escape from his monstrous grip on me, my puny strength still nothing against his, it was useless and he was only holding onto me from my shoulders but he didn't even flinch as I tried to escape. I was just hurting myself trying and he laughed

"Tst...tst...tst" he whispered into my ear, nodding as he easily pushed me closer into him, tears trickling down my face, a sigh escaping my lips.

"Now that I have you in my grasp why would I want you to disappear. The suns coming and I need something from you. Oh, I should just warn you incase of any future attempts but there is no escape. You can't get away from me." he growled in a low evil whisper as he threw me to the ground.

I was numb from the cold and I couldn't feel anything as I sat there shivering tears running down my face as I stared up at him. My whole body ached and it was getting colder, I quickly turned away and took a few quick glances around to see my surroundings, look for any fast escapes. Once I spotted one I thought of a plan, which my clumsiness would probably demolish but if it worked I would get away from him.

It seemed like forever but in reality it was only within seconds, I stood quickly and my plan was in progress. I didn't even get a chance to give the plan a try it was destroyed in a microsecond, when I thought I could finally get away I didn't. As quickly as I stood I was in his arms even quicker. He held my arms tightly in his ice cold hands piercing my arms

"What did I say too many times for you not to understand? And still I have to EXPLAIN this to you. There is no ESCAPE!" he growled into my face his breath different this time, though still as threatening and cold as before but it carried a scent not familiar at all.

I was unaware of the tears trickling down my face as I glared into his. He sent chills down my spine as he let go of my right arm and gently brushed off one of my tears.

"That's better. Obedient." he whispered lovingly, licking the tear off his index finger. There was nothing lovable about him, his skin was pale and cold, and his eyes were ice blue, although they seemed a bit different as if something were missing.

I felt weak in his arm, my knees were giving out and it was fear that helped me keep my eyes open. His strength never ended, he could still hold all my weight with one arm.

Suddenly the trees around us swiftly blocked us in, I had no doubt it was him doing it but there was still a chance. He relaxed himself and pulled me closer, I shut my eyes as he did. He held me with both his hands now. When I opened my eyes, after having them closed for awhile, he was glaring at me waiting for something but my left hand stung and when I took a look, I wish I hadn't, it was covered in blood, dripping from a deep slash I had on my palm. I felt lightheaded and dizzy,

"NO!" he yelled in a voice that would leave anyone scarred for life. His voice sounded so close yet it was far, echoing as I woke up gasping for air, my face wet with tears as I shot up from the bed.

Sitting up on the bed I realized my entire body ached from head to toe. Tears blurred my vision, I was frightened, I couldn't think straight, his face was burned onto the inside of my eyelids. Every shadow stretching over in the darkness, I was tired but unable to sleep, I never could after the nightmares.

Warm tears burned my cold cheeks as they slid down, the adrenaline running through my veins made every minute last eternity. I had to move quick now before my fear got the best of me. I quickly got off the bed, as soar as I was and switched the lights on. I put my back against the wall and slid down as I moved my hands to cover my face. When I was finally sitting on the floor I opened my eyes and froze in fear. On my left palm, visible to my eyes, was the deep slash from my nightmare.

I turned away shutting my eyes as I did. The smell of blood finally too clear for me as if somehow awakening my senses, I felt all the pain in my body, my arms felt bruised and my palm burned. Seeing the blood and smelling it made me uneasy and sick to my stomach, I didn't know if it was from seeing the blood trickle from my palm or in fear that somehow my nightmare was real but I couldn't imagine that, not now.

Before I had a chance to think it through I heard my mom scream from downstairs. I grabbed anything close to a type of cloth and quickly wrapped it around my palm, wincing every once in awhile and almost passing out from the blood but once I finished I gladly looked away. I stood up ignoring the pain and curled my hands into fists as I walked downstairs trying not to make a sound while I made my way to my moms bedroom tripping twice on the way. Once there I stood next to the door and watched helplessly through the open space from the door. My hands curled into tight fists, blood trickling from the cloth, sliding to my knuckles and dripping to the floor, the feeling making me uneasy but I kept my focus.

I watched my mom pinned to the wall by John while racking my brain for a way to help her get free, flashes of the nightmare flashing before my eyes making it difficult to concentrate but I managed to block them. John's face dark and evil a few inches away from my moms

"Do you think your special Eve?! Do you think I'm to small minded to let this go?! You...you brought this on to yourself." he yelled at her, his expression showed a hint of struggle saying those words but as quick as it appeared it was gone in an instant. My mom turned away in attempt to avoid his gaze

"I-I-I'm s-sorry John." she apologized stuttering, her face sweet and tender even now, tears on the brim of her eye lids.

John backed away just a bit still holding her against the wall, refusing to let her go. Just for a second I thought he looked sorry but he didn't sound sorry then he gently whispered

"No Eve your wrong. I'm not that man..." he paused his voice getting louder by the second

"He's dead and you should just forget about him. You can't talk about Mathew in front of me. You can't compare him to what I do. Then that brat of yours needs to forget him at all costs. Burn every picture of him, get rid of all his belongings because I'm hear now. She has to obey me, she has to listen to me as you do. I mean after all I am her new father and your new husband. Its about time you two except reality and get over the past." he growled.

I turned away quickly remembering the marble statue of John in the living room,

"The statue was my plan, now all I have to do is break it." I thought, my hands clenched into tight fists. My left hand numb to me, now that I decided what I should do my plan was in progress as I ran to the living room.

John had let go one of Eve's hands and he slowly lifted his freed hand

"Now I hope this teaches you something." he yelled, his lip curling up in the corner into an evil grin, his hand came down but froze mid-air. I was running to the living room trying to come to a full stop but I couldn't balance myself, sliding into the statue instead of pushing it down, how I planned. It fell, shattering into a million pieces, a few inches away from me.

John had heard the noise and he knew it was his baby before he even took a look to see what really shattered and he hoped it wasn't. He froze there with a blank expression on his face. He was certain it was his statue from the sound of it but he still couldn't believe it, no he didn't want to believe it. He shook his head and pushed Eve away, running to the living room hoping he was wrong. I froze staring at the pieces, the statues head, or Johns twin head, as if cut off perfectly, lay there staring back until footsteps from my mom's bedroom interrupted my reverie. I ran under the stairs hiding as the footsteps got closer.

It only took him a matter of seconds but once he was in the living room he saw what he feared, laying on the floor shattered in pieces lay the statue of himself, the head in perfect condition and the body unrecognizable. Tears almost visible on his face as he turned around. His expression changing from shock to anger as he made his way back to the room. Once he was gone I made my way back upstairs and instead of going back to my room I went to the room I felt the safest, my step-brother's room.

John kept his movement calm, images of his precious statue flashing through his thoughts enraging him even more

"Who's responsible for this? Who's to blame?" he whispered through gritted teeth as he reached for the doorknob to Eve's room. He stopped, his hand almost touching the knob as he noticed a few black spots on the floor. The lights were off but somehow through his anger he noticed the few drops. He kneeled down to take a closer look

"Blood?!...How could I forget. Its that brat." his voice furious as he stood up trying to remain calm.

"Tomorrow you'll get yours. Just you wait for it." he gritted, his teeth grinding together as he curled his hands into tight fists, his veins pulsing while staring towards the living room where his statue lay shattered. After staring towards the living room for a few minutes he went back to the door and turned the doorknob but it was stuck, suddenly locked.

John couldn't contain his fury

"That slut!..." he paused taking in deep breaths

"How dare you lock me out! Even after our little talk!" he yelled pounding on the door with all his strength but the door was tough to withstand all that pounding.

"Fine. You stay in there. It's what you deserve, to be locked up." he growled, turning around once he was done and storming out of the house, slamming the door behind him.