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15 years ago
Blaire could hear the screams of her mother and father she tried to block them out. "Mummy... daddy..?" She whispered not daring to make anymore noise. The last thing 4 year old Blaire's mother
told her was to stay here and stay quiet, even if she wanted to move she was scared frozen, sitting underneath the table near the top of the stairs. She could see them, the strange lady and her
friends laughing and talking to her parents but they were hurting them. Daddy was sleeping now, why was daddy sleeping? Everything was happening so fast she couldn't understand "Blaire.."
mummy called out, Blaire almost came out but everything stopped,"Wait!" the strange lady yelled but mummy was sleeping now too, "Someone else is here" she said as she looked up, almost
straight at Blaire, she whimpered, they're coming she thought to herself and she started to cry. Then the window opened and someone came in, she tried to make herself small so they wouldn't
see her but they heard her sobs and she saw them walking over, she shut her eyes waiting...
"sshhhh" a deep voice said to soothe her and a gentle hand rested on her cheek. Blaire slowly opened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her, he gave her a small smile and opened his arms
he didn't look like the others his eyes were different, they were dark, the others had scary yellow ones. So she gratefully lept into his arms and he quickly ran and jumped out the window, she gave
a little shriek "shh you're safe now" he soothed again as he sat down on a really big bicycle and put her down in front of him, she just sat there cuddling to her red blankie as they drove away. She
looked around, everything was going by so fast and the wind hit her face she liked it, she snuggled into the mans jacket so she wouldn't be cold, he didn't seem to mind.
"Whats you're name little one?" he asked her after a while, for some reason she trusted this man so she answered "...Blaire" she said in almost a whisper, he still heard.
"My names Dwayne" he replied as he stopped, she looked around and saw the police station, she knew because one of daddy's friends works there. Dwayne got off the big bike and picked her up
and she waited to see what he was doing. He got to the door and put her down, he crouched so she could look him in the eye "Just go inside and tell them where you live, okay Blaire?" she nodded
"They'll help you" he went to leave but she grabbed his hand, "Where are you going?" she panicked she didn't want him to go, she felt safe around him. "I have to go, but these people will help you
I promise, you're safe now" she wrapped her little arms around his neck and he gave her a tight hug, she took everything in from the feel of his jacket to his smell it was like the forest that daddy
takes her to but she smelled some yucky things too like smoke."Will you come back?" she questioned when she released her grip on his neck really not wanting him to leave.
"Maybe one day" he replied, she gave him her blankie,
"you can give this back to me when you do" he smiled at her and tied it to his pants, now he has to come back she thought to herself. And with that he left looking back once to give her a smile.
BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP
"Whoa" Blaire yelped as she fell out of bed, "Damn stupid dream again" she couldn't get that night out of her mind, but who could forget the night that a bunch of friggin lunatics come into
your house and kill your parents. "I thought I heard you get up" Kate giggled out when she saw Blaire sitting on the floor in a pile of sheets, as she had obviously fallen out of bed. again.
Blaire pulled a face as she got up "Finish packing and then come down for breakfast" Kate said and then left.
Blaire never really liked her foster mum much but Kate took care of her so she couldn't really complain. But today she was moving to Santa Carla, she was nineteen now and she'd finally
gotten enough money to move out and get a place of her own and one of her friends said that Santa Carla was the place to start new. She pulled on her ripped blue jeans and red singlet
top with her boots and an odd arrangement of all kinds of jewellery, Kate always said it looked strange but Blaire couldn't really care less.
As Blaire ate her breakfast and did some last minute things before heading off Kate ran riot with all kinds of rules and things to remember, as much as she appreciated Kate she really
wasn't going to call her three times a day she was moving out for christs sake not going off to fight a war.
There was a mess of hugs and kisses as Blaire tried to get into the taxi and say goodbye to all of Kate's kids. Before she left Kate stopped her, "here Blaire I saved this up for you" she
said as she handed Blaire an envelope with a load of cash in it. "Oh my gosh Kate I can't take this" she replied attempting to hand it back. All Kate did was shake her head, Blaire jumped
out of the car and gave her a hug, "bye", Blaire didn't like to cry so she quickly got back into the taxi and left before anyone noticed.
Because of the rough night she had previously Blaire slept the whole way to Santa Carla. The taxi pulled up outside her apartment building and the driver nudged her awake, she handed
him some money and got out of the car to take a look at her new home, to be honest it looked pretty run down but feeling optimistic she decided that it would look better in the inside.
She was sadly mistaken, it was..well it was pretty bad.
Blaire had decided to spend a few days fixing up her apartment and by now it was looking pretty ok so she spent the day out on the beach looking for a job and working on her tan. So far
she had a few places that she could choose from, whichever seemed the least sleezy. She sat down on the sand just as the sun was setting, she always loved watching the sun set but
was afraid of the night. Just as she was beginning to relax listening to the waves a bunch of completely drunk guys started coming in her direction, "crap" Blaire knew how to defend
herself but these guys were admittedly bigger than those she'd taken on before and there were way more of them. "Hey honey" the one who appeared to be leading the group said, "yeh
babe what's up?" another one chimed in.
"Get stuffed" she replied simply instantly realising that she shouldn't have.
"Ooooo a feisty one ey!" damn it, time to go she thought to herself as she got up to leave, one of them grabbed her arm and pulled her back down, then they were all over her jeering and
grabbing. Memories started to come back and fear took over, the more she struggled the more they enjoyed themselves. She got a few good punches in and then gave up completely, just
as she thought she was done for the guys started yelling but it was shock now, not enjoyment. Then they all let go and it sounded like they were fighting somebody else but she didn't
open her eyes she just curled up into a ball and waited. The yelling stopped, at least from around her and she felt something fall on her hands. She opened her eyes, a red cloth,
"wait...blankie?" she looked up only to see a familiar
motor bike drive off.
Kaykay the next few chapters will be kind of like the first two so bear with me and ill get on with the story more reviews pls!