Chapter One:
The loud shrill of a train whistle rang out through the darkened city as it came closer to the station. Adrienne was awakened when she felt the train come to a screeching halt. It was pitch black outside, but she didn't mind, she was used to the dark.
She grabbed her luggage and got off the train. Once she was off, Adrienne was greeted by the cold air. She hugged her jacket tight around her and slowly made her way out of the station. As she passed by a window, she saw her reflection.
Her long black hair was in a braid, with a jack skeleton beanie on top of her head. Her face had cuts on it that were slightly healed, along with the mean and nasty bruises that were on her neck; bruises, in the shape of hands.
She headed to the nearest store and bought hair die and some scissors. Then went to the nearest motel, and bought a room for the night. Once inside she went into the bathroom and began to work.
She took her braid in one hand and the scissors in another. She cut the braid in one cut, feeling it go limp in her hands. She tossed the braid into the trash then ruffled her hair.
She sighed, this would be a new her, the start of a new life. Her hair was now only a few inches below her jaw. Not very clean cut but it would have to do for now. Adrienne then proceeded to die her hair.
About thirty minutes later, Adrienne emerged from the bathroom, her hair, now flaming red. She sat down upon the bed and wrapped her arms around herself. The heater wasn't working, so, Adrienne cupped her hands in front of her mouth and blew. A small flame blazed up inside her hands, warming them up.
'Better,' she though as she lay down on the bed with a sigh. Then placed her headphones in her ears, and played "Scorpion Sleeps". Letting the talented vocals of Mr. Rob Zombie lull her into a deep, deep sleep.
Sadly,
Her dreams were not to be peaceful. They were filled with memories of her life with her monster of a father.
Get back here you bitch!
Daddy stop! Please!
Don't you dare speak back to me! (Slap)
(Adrienne screams)
You will learn your place you FREAK!!!!
Adrienne bolted up wards, gasping for air. She could still feel his hands upon her neck. The tears soon began to fall like rain down her cheeks; dripping off once they reached her chin only to fall onto the sheets below. Adrienne brought her knees up to her knees so she could hold them as she began to sob.
Bruises lined her bare arms and wrists, along with a few scars across her wrists. Evidence of that one time, she attempted to kill herself. Wincing slightly as she laid back down. Her ribs were still tender, seeing as how her father had repeatedly kicked her.
As she laid there in the dark, the tears still falling, she held onto a pillow.
Please, please, somebody, save me from my pain. Save me from my misery.
She prayed this over and over again in her mind. Hoping beyond hope that someone,
Would hear her plea.