Prologue

It was loud and jam-packed as music blasted throughout the house. Trying to maneuver her ways through the bodies, Jade had her eyes pealed to find her friend who was the one that thought they should go to the party together. The house itself wasn't that big so when she realized that this was the second time she's been in the kitchen, she knew she wasn't there. She shook her head, not believing this. Who invites you to join them to go to a party, and then precede to not show up. She hated parties and the only reason she was there was because of her, since she thought her friend would you know, show up.

Deciding she was better off leaving instead of staying to see her classmates drink themselves into a stupor, she went out the kitchen door as she started her trek back home.

She walked inside her house, closing the door quietly, knowing her dad and brother were probably asleep since it was a little after midnight. She creeped into the kitchen needing something to eat since she didn't eat dinner, thinking she would've got something after the party with her friend who didn't show. Opening the fridge, she scanned for any leftovers from dinner and nearly jumped for joy when she saw leftover roast beef and mashed potatoes. Taking out the plastic covered plate, she unwrapped it almost tempting to eat it cold then and there, but knew it would taste better once she put it in the microwave.

The lights turned on.

She looked up and saw her father standing in the doorway arms crossed. He yawned. "Let me warm that up for you."

She handed him the plate as he went over to the microwave. He opened it and placed the food in before closing it and indicating the time for how long it should be in there. Two minutes.

Her father looked back up at her, he smiled. "So, how was Founders' Day?"

"Good." she lied her back facing him as she grabbed a glass from one of the cabinets. "How was your day?"

"Good," he said. Then there was a short pause as the only sound made was coming from the microwave. One minute and thirty seconds left.

She sipped on her now filled glass as her father watched her.

"So, where did you go after the Founders' Day celebration?"

"I went over to Claire's and stayed there."

"Really?"

She looked back over at the microwave. One minute remained. She gulped the remaining of her drink as she played with the glass in her hand.

"So, how was Trey's game to–"

"Why are you lying to me?"

She didn't look up at him as he stared a hole into her head.

"What are you talking about?" she asked

"What happened to trust Jade? Why do you preced to lie to me?"

"I'm not–"

"YES YOU ARE!"

She finally looked up, her hands were shaking as she saw familiar look shown her father eyes stared right into hers.

"I called Claire's and her lovely mother answered. She told me her daughter was upstairs in her room puking her guts out after eating some bad chicken. She said you were never there."

The microwave went off, times up.

RUN!

She looked from her father to the doorway where the front door was in view. She made a run for it. Her father grabbed the now hot food and threw at her, she ducked barely missing it. She ran to the door quickly unlocking it and opened it halfway before it was quickly shut by a much stronger force. She felt herself being lifted up before being thrown across the floor, landing awkwardly on her side. She tried to get up, but then a large boot made contact to her midsection.

She crawled half heartedly as another kick hit her in the same spot and then another and another. She was flipped over as she weakly tried to stop him, her father, from doing anymore damage.

"Please," she croaked out, "dad, please stop."

He was on top of her now as he had both hands wrapped around her small neck.

"We are supposed to be a family! Family doesn't lie Jade, family doesn't lie, family doesn't lie, family doesn't . . ."

Everything became a blur before it all went black.