Chapter 1: Not Going back

It all started the day everything was supposedly supposed to be perfect, she had promised that she would make everything okay.

I had pleaded with her not to do this, but she said she didn't have a choice, and now here I am sitting here staring at her unmoving body, her dead blue eyes staring back at me not seeing, her beautiful brown hair now just like the rest of her…dead.

Me being me I had followed her down here I was trying to stop her when a demon caught me off guard and jumped me, this made her even more angry and then she did it… she blew.

Literally blew every evil thing in the underworld, up top, along with herself, I heard all the screams, all the blood curdling screams…the one the struck me most was hers.

She was ready for it but I don't think she really knew what it would feel like because her screams were…unexpected.

I had survived the blast only because it was only meant for everything evil I had a couple gashes, and cuts, and I'm sure I'd have bruises on many places on my body, I may not have died from the blast but the demon was still holding me when it happened and I was thrown into the wall across the cave.

I am still very small for my age it didn't take much to hurt me, but I was just as strong as my mother, I don't like people helping me and I won't admit when I am really hurt.

I sat there for what felt like forever until I saw the familiar blue twinkle of orbs on the corner of my eye I didn't look away from my mother's still unmoving body.

I felt them shake me but I didn't acknowledge them not even when they moved the body, and then moved me, they had just picked me up without any problems.

I knew I should say something but I didn't I didn't even hear what they were saying to me.

I was 16 when I saw my mother kill herself to save me, though by years still the tender age of 12.

Nobody knew what really happened because I didn't tell, I made myself push it to the back of my mind and pretend like everything went as planned.

Also nobody knew why there was a body, none of the demons left a body but she did.

I didn't get along with anybody in the house anymore…I just didn't want to, I fought with my brother countless times since the day many months ago we buried her.

I didn't want to continue like this…suicide was out of the question since she died so we could have a better life; running away was an option…actually my only option at the moment.

So I had my bags in the trunk already, my dad had given me his old impala that still ran great and looked just as good, John wasn't into cars as much as I was so I got the car.

I was grateful that one of my powers was teleporting I could just (poof) things to where I wanted them and no one would ever know.

I walked down stairs and to the kitchen where I heard Gran, Gramps, my brother and sister laughing.

I took a deep breath and walked in with a smile.

"Hey Gran I'm just going out…I'll be back" I said not totally lying.

"Okay honey…not to late okay" was all she said, she and I had our difference also but as long as she had her favourite two grandchildren she was fine. She could never look me in the eye anymore because I had her eyes.

I had really closed myself off from everyone in this family…my dad was still sort of not really around, he missed mom.

At the funeral I had told him I always thought it would be him first…but it just had to be mom…so she could be up there waiting for him with open arms.

I was daddy's little girl I wont deny that but I loved my mom so much I cant live without her.

As I said I look 16 years old, older if I dress right.

For a couple weeks I've been going to this bar I found they let me in whenever I wanted.

Once I started drinking I had no idea what else I did all I knew was that I like the feeling, the feeling of nothing.

I had decided to have one last night there before I hit the road and got out of this hell whole.

It's ironic how my mother killed herself so we wouldn't have to live with living hell on earth but as soon as she died my life became a living hell.

"Hey Tommy give me some of your strongest stuff" I said sitting and throwing a twenty down.

He made my order quick and handed it to me; I was his best customer now.

"Hey how's my little demon doing?" Tommy asked putting another shot in front of me, I didn't know what it was but I drank it anyways. I trusted Tommy I knew he would never let anyone put something in my drink besides what I wanted.

"I'm leaving Tommy…I don't know when or if I'll ever come back" I said.

"I know…to tell the truth I'm surprised you stayed this long" he said.

"Me too" I mumbled.

I sat there throwing shot after shot down my throat, alcohol didn't have that much if affect on me it just pretty much cleared my head…like water to normal people.

I saw a man sitting in the corner he was always here…he was handsome, I'd even go as far as calling him hot, I never got his name, he always just kept to himself.

I downed one more shot them walked over to him, I had on black leggings, a dark jeans skirt and a tight AC/DC shirt dad got me a couple years back.

"Hey" I said then he looked up.

He sat there taking me in for a bit and I just stood there letting him look.

I had long black wavy/curly hair, blue eyes; I was pale white with a hint of rose in my cheeks, full lips, as I said I was small, very small maybe 5'1" or 2" not even 100 pounds, barely 90 I fit in at about 85 to 90.

"Hi" he said as I sat down.

"Look this is my last night here…so…I wanted to get to know you a little" I said not at all shy.

"Sure" he said standing up and taking my hand pulling me up too.

We walked to his room I found out was just up stairs to the bar.

I never asked what his name was and he didn't ask what mine was and I never saw him again after that night.

I got back into my car my leggings now ripped along with my shirt in spots that just gave away what I did that night.

As I pulled onto the highway I felt him appear beside me.

"What the hell are you doing Molly" my brother John said.

"Nothing Johnny" I said through gritted teeth.

I had hoped I would have at least gotten out of the country before they realized I wasn't coming back.

I had disappeared before but only for a few days.

"Turn the car around now" he almost yelled hearing my thoughts.

"No…I am not going back John…Gran can't even look at me" I yelled.

"You can't do this to them Molly, we all just lost mom you can't do this…" he said.

"The hell I can't…get out of the car Johnny" I said in a stern voice.

He froze at my words and I knew he was having flash backs of when we tried to steal the car but mom had caught him and told him to get out, I saw it in his head he was picturing her.

"fine…but know this Molly… no matter what…you can't run away from what happened…she's gone…and never coming back" he said then he disappeared, we shared the power of teleportation so that was how we got around now.

He didn't need to tell me she was gone…I saw it happen; I knew she wasn't coming back when I looked into her cold dead eyes.

I kept driving and driving.