White Rabbit
Prologue
"You see things; and you say, 'Why?' But I dream things that never were; and I say, 'Why not?'"
George Bernard Shaw quote
The pain intensified with every step. Working it's way up to her spine. The blood pooling around her white hair from the open wound on her head, started to stain it. Blue eyes blank with fear. Shock no more reared its ugly head again after the first of the beatings.
She knew this was coming when her last savior wasn't home yet. The man she used to call family, father was doing this. The stomps, the burning, and worse of all the defiling of innocence. Almost every night of that. Screams landed on deaf ears. Hits on unresponsive flesh. Nothing stopped the defiling, much like tonight.
Her father's boot continued its action of stomping on her back, until she screamed for mercy. So far, that scream never came. She will not give this monster the satisfaction of that.
An hour went by and no scream or whimper.
Nothing.
He was getting highly irritated by this. Where was the blood-curling scream, the cry for help? The girl beneath him spared no sound. He paused his foot and glared at the girl. A lot of blood pooled around her small figure. Did he kill her? Who cares? The man went down and did something that might actually kill her. He started to smash her head into the floor. Over and over he did this, the only response he go was:
Silence.
The man got bored, let her go, and went to the bedroom to sleep. A hangover was about to come in the morning. Yay!
The blood continued its growth in size from the extra pressure to the wound. She sat up slowly, after hearing her father's door shut. The girl looked down at the puddle. Knowing that if she didn't act fast, she would die from blood loss. In all honesty she didn't care. If she died, then there's a possibility that she might see her real father.
She knew it was a selfish wish, leaving this cruel world and never coming back. But what about her mother. The very woman who gave birth to her. Also the same woman who brought that man here. The person who brought hell to this house. The woman who almost stripped her of her innocence.
It's not like her mom knew this was going to happen, her mind tried to reason with her. Letting a sigh escape, she pulled out the First Aid Kit that is now Jasmine's First Aid Kit. Jasmine bandaged up her head and pulled out the bleach spray. It's stench already hiding the blood's. Jasmine grabbed the wash towel and got rid of the red elixir. Letting out another sigh, she threw it away.
She took a wash up and went to her only place where he doesn't dare enter. Her room was dark but could still the glow in the dark stars. Her mom got it for her when she was three. Jasmine wanted to be an astronaut. To see the twinkling stars and eat the cheese moon.
But those were just dreams. Dreams come true, why not hers.
Disclaimer:I own nothing, except people like Jasmine.
A/N:First point the only movie with Jason i watches was Freddy vs Jason. But i have read a background of him.I hope you like it. If there or any mistake please tell me. Also I need a Beta I don't know to get one and stuff dealing with one. Posting might be random.