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(A/N: Just a quick warning, this is my first attempt at a 21 Jump Street fanfiction.)

The Broken Girl

Chapter 1: Not Fair

The music pounded angrily in Caitlin's ears. She sprawled lazily on her bed flipping the pages of a magazine furiously. The amount of pressure exerted the only evidence of fading temper. She sighed heavily closing her eyes allowing images of Scott and Nancy to bombard her.

It just wasn't fair. The words echoed in her best friend Brittany's voice. She drifted allowing the earlier phone conversation to replay.

"What time should I pick you up?" Brittany bubbled taking the phone from her mother.

"You're not," Caitlin replied.

"I'm not what?"

"Picking me up."

"How else you gonna get there?" Brittany asked confusion underlying her words.

"I'm not going," Caitlin confessed lamely.

"What do you mean you're not going?" Brittany all but shrieked.

"I'm not allowed," answered Caitlin placing more emphasis on the words than necessary allowing the anger to flow into them.

"No," said Brittany at last catching on. "They told you no. Oh my gosh! Do they not realize what tonight means if you're not there?"

"They don't care." A careful pause as Caitlin weighed her words wondering if her mother was still listening. "They don't care if they ruin my life," Caitlin said louder.

"But you have to go," encouraged Brittany. "I mean Scott said he was going to be there and you know Nancy will step in if you're not there. We cannot let this happen."

"I know."

"We'll have to go with plan b."

"Already tried. It's a no go."

"What?"

"We should have went with plan b first."

"Oh." Of course asking to go study at a friend's house after being turned down to go to a party was not the best tactic but neither one expected Caitlin's parents to say no to plan a. "Extremely not cool," sympathized Brittany.

"Yeah."

"Don't give up. We'll think of something. Here's what we'll do. I'll drive down and park at the Harper's and then you can sneak out and meet me there. They'll never know you're gone."

"Won't work," admitted Caitlin at their usual routine. "Mom and dad are suspicious. I'm on lock down tonight. There is no way I can get out."

"So not fair," commiserated Brittany.

It wasn't fair, she thought. Her only consolation being that Brittany would either call later or stop by to give her the play by play of Scott's actions all night. Caitlin's potential boyfriend was at the party of the year while she was stuck in her room with her dull parents down the hall watching some stupid TV show sitting up later than usual to keep their daughter safe and sound from the big bad party. And she just knew that Nancy was skulking around waiting for the opportunity to snatch Scott from underneath her nose. Yeah definitely not fair. She jumped up causing the headset to pull from her ears. Wincing at the pain she stopped mid-step.

The TV was blaring. Frowning she opened her door and the noise attacked more fiercely. What in the world? Her parents never, and she meant never had the volume that loud. They were always complaining when she had it turned up just enough to hear.

Caitlin stepped gingerly into the hallway not sure why she was being so cautious. She hesitated listening more closely. The manic sounds coming from the television were all she heard. Goosebumps rose on her arms, and the hairs on the back of her neck stood up.

Crazy this is crazy, she thought. Giving herself a mental shake she continued on down the hallway. Once she got closer to the family room the noise was almost deafening. It hurt her ears. Turning the corner she abruptly stopped. Shrinking back hurriedly she cautiously peeked around the corner again.

Her mother and father were seated on the couch staring up at the men towering over them. Caitlin bent down to make herself as small as possible as she studied the scene in front of her. Tears streaked her mother's face, and blood seeped from her father's lip. Two other men were in the room. From what she could see they were dressed in head to toe black, they stood facing the couch. Caitlin shrunk back against the wall trying to comprehend what she'd just seen. She tried to adjust her mind set to understand what was happening. Two men had broken into her home and subdued her parents without alerting her. How was that possible? Why hadn't she known what was happening? Her heart raced as she chanced another glance around the corner.

One of them waved his hand saying something that was undistinguishable over the throb of the television. Caitlin's eyes widened as she recognized a gun. The gun provoked her into action. She turned to go back to her room where she could phone the police. A small movement caught in the corner of her eye. A third man was coming from the kitchen.

"What the hell?" he shouted catching sight of her.

Cursing under her breath Caitlin stumbled into a run. She reached her room slamming and locking the door behind her. A second to catch her breath and she was at her window. No time to make the phone call she had to get out. A thud broke into her conscious thought as she saw the door shudder under the impact.

In her nervousness her fingers slipped on the window locks. Absolutely terrified Caitlin managed to get the window open. She stepped up onto the desk grabbing the ledge with shaking hands she leveraged to maneuver out of the opening.

Caitlin had made it half-way through when the door gave smashing into the wall. A hand closed around her ankle pulling her back. She kicked out, twisting fiercely. She gathered air to scream but it came out as a sob instead. The hands closed tighter around her leg. She fought harder to get out her eyes frantically scanning for any neighbors who might be able to help. No one was on the street. It was late, really late.

Caitlin surged forward with a vicious kick and almost made it.

"No you don't!" a harsh voice said.

"Let me go!" yelled Caitlin. A ferocious tug turned her body; suddenly she was forced onto her side. Disoriented by the change of position she lost her grip.

The man now had both of her legs in his grasp and a firm jerk had her shrieking as the ledge scraped her exposed skin where her T-shirt had ridden up. Twisting again to loosen the man's hold her back rested on the window sill. Caitlin put her hands against the top part of the window. It stopped the man's momentum. She pushed. Another scream when she felt the burning sensation of her back rubbing against the ledge.

A second pair of arms wrapped themselves around her legs. With both men heaving Caitlin came back in the window too fast, the window's edge once again abrading her back. She struggled as they kept pulling. Her butt hit the desk hard followed by her back and shoulders both already raw. She whimpered.

Once she was inside the men didn't stop. Clutching her legs they continued to jerk her. Her arms stretched out trying to find something to hold onto.

Caitlin felt her body sliding off the desk quickly; her continued struggles were futile as two men were proving to be impossibly stronger than one teenage girl. Tears ran down her cheeks from the stinging pain in her side and back. Her T-shirt fell onto it and she felt the warmth of what she assumed to be blood seep into it. All of this happened in such a few short seconds. Then Caitlin was wrenched further. Her head hit the desk causing darkness to enshroud her world.

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