I DONT OWN ANYTHING TO DO WITH TWILIGHT, STEPHANIE MEYER DOES. I DO OWN ANYONE YOU HAVENT HEARD OF THOUGH.
CIARA POV
SEPTEMBER 2005
"We found a family here in Forks. You will be able to attend the highschool next year like planned." Stephanie says to me. I nod and continue to look out of the window. We pull up infront of a white two story house. I hop out of the car and grab my backpack. I follow Stephanie James up the driveway towards the front door. I watch as she knocks on the front door and then steps back beside me. I watch as the front door opens and a man and a woman step out.
The woman had black hair and blue eyes. She looked like a hooker. The man had brown hair and brown eyes. He looked like her pimp. I roll my eyes. These people surely couldnt be foster parents.
"Mr and Mrs Laurence, this is Ciara Burrows. She 14." Stephanie says. The Laurence foster people look me over.
"Ciara this is Maxwell and Gemma Laurence. They will be your new foster parents." Steph says. I nod and smile a fake smile.
"Hello." I greet.
"Well I have to go now. Call me if you need anyting." I nod and then watch Stephanie leave. I walk into the house. The minute I step into the house and close the door im being held up against the door by my throat.
"Listen here girly. You will obey us. We rule this house. Get ready for alot of pain." Mr Laurence says releasing my throat and punching me in the face. I fall to the floor and fade into blackness.
Waking up after being punched in the face, I felt like my eye was going to fall out and my body felt like a train had hit me. I slowly get up and walk around the house slowly. I dont see anyone at all. I make my way into a bathroom and look at my face. I have a black eye, a busted lip and bruises the shapes of handmarks around my neck. I lift up my shirt and see all the bruises. They had kicked and beaten me while I was unconcious.
I make my way to the front door to leave but when I reach it, there is no way to open it. There are a dozen locks on the door. I make my way to the back door and find the same. Im trapped in a hell. I was safer with the Cullens, even if they dont think so. I needed Bella and she needed me. If they had left me then they surely would have left Bella. Stupid heartless vampires.
I hear a door open and I freeze. I see Mrs Laurence walk into the living room im currently in. She looks at me and smile.
"Hey, how do you feel?" She says to me laughing. I ignore her and stand far away from her. I would be 15 soon and I would be spending it here, in this hell.
"Follow me Ill show you the place your staying." Mrs Laurence says to me. I cautiously walk with her up the stairs and into a very small room. The bed and only one side table fit in the room. I walk in and sit on the bed as I watch Mrs Laurence laugh and leave down the stairs. I sigh. I walk into the bathroom and shower hoping to ease the pain of the bruises. I finish showering and make my way to the small room. I lock the door and get changed before hoping into bed for the littlest sleep, I know I would surely get.
Morning came to early for my liking. I sigh and hop out of the bed. I change and make my way out of the room and down the stairs. I head towards the front door. Im just about to grab the door handle,when I am yanked by my hair backwards. I fall to the floor and look up into the eyes of the Laurences. Both smiling. They start to kick me while im am down and all I remember is being beaten into unconciousness.
Waking up from another beating and im in the little room. I slowly but painfully move off of the bed and make my way to the door. I try to open it but I cant. I shake it painfully but it wont open. I sigh and sit on the bed.
"Why me?" I say frustrated.
September 18 2005
CIARA POV
Today was my 14th birthday. I was woken up with being beaten and locked up. Everyday I was dying inside. Everyday I had been giving up a little more. I was going to die here. I wished everyday to escape.
I had to escape. I needed to get out of this place. I had nothing to live for. I guess dying in here is a plan.
Everyday since I have been here I have been strangled, Kicked, punched, burned with cigarettes. I was a mess. I needed out. Ive only been here for a few days but it seems like forever. I must make a plan of escape.
December 2005
CIARA POV
My plan of escaping hadnt worked at all. I have tried 60 different plans, all failing. It was harder each time because my energy levels and strength had gone completely. The beatings had worn me out and all the strangulations had probably damaged something in my throat. I couldnt speak properly and if I keep being strangled I would surely lose my ability to talk completely.
Steph hasnt even done her check ups on me. She would have figured out that I was being abused on the first visit, but no I havent seen her since the day she dropped me off in this hell.
February 12 2006
CIARA POV
Today was the day. I had worked on this one plan for a few weeks now. I had gotten everything right. I was going to wait for when Mrs Laurence checks on me and thats when I will strike.
I walk to my window and look out of the small crack of wood. It was about noon. I set everything up. I had ripped the metal rail out of the cupboard and I was going to use it as a weapon. I put pillows, clothes and towels, under the sheets so it looks like im in the bed.
I stand next to the door with the metal pole and wait for Mrs Laurence to open the door. I dont have to wait long because I hear her coming up the stairs. I brace myself and take a deep breath when I hear the locks on the doors unlock. I see the door open and I wait for the perfect moment.
"Alright, slut. Time for lunch." Mrs Laurence says laughing then grabbing the cup of boiling water and pouring it on the place my thigh would have been. I take my chance and hit her in the back of the head before grabbing my backpack and heading out of the house. I run and run and run till my lungs start to burn. I stop and sit under a tree to regain my breath.
I smile because Im free and happy to be free. Im not far from Bellas house. But I need to go to the Cullens house because I know they wont be there and I need to shower and clean my scars, burns etc.
I walk painfully in the direction of where the Cullen house is situated. After about an hour of painful walking, I get to the long driveway and cant help as a big grin spreads across my face. I walk faster down the dirveway till I can see the house. The smile on my face gets bigger as I see the house. My smile drops a bit as the vibe around the house feels down and dead. I have never felt so safe, then I do in the house. I walk up the driveway and over to the front door.
"Good Job Ciara. They wouldnt leave the front door unlocked." I scold myself in my head.
I walk around to the side of the house where my room was situated. I smile when I see they hadnt closed the window. I climb the drainpipe painfully and slow. Even though Im in pain I have a large grin on my face. Its hard to wipe it off when I know that im free from hell and safe again in my safe place.
I make it into the room and look around. The bedroom looks just like it was when I left except its neater and tidier. I smile and walk over to the closet. I open it and notice most of my stuff is still in there. I guess they didnt have time to clean it out.
I walk to the bathroom, undress and take a long relaxing , much needed shower. The water feels good on my skin but burns the scars, burns and my other injuries. I couldnt care because I was going to be clean.
I finish my very, very, very long bath and make my way into the closet to grab out a pair of pyjamas and set them on the bed. It was 6pm now. I had escaped at 8am and the walking, mixed with my injuries have made me tired. I decide a decent sleep is in order. I first needed to clean and dress the wounds I could reach before they become to infected. Thats what I did.
I put some cream on my cuts and covered the deeper ones with some large bandages from Carlisle office, so they dont get infected. I put some more cream on my burns before looking into the mirror. My face was full of bruises and burns. I had two cigarette burns under my ear which can only be seen if I had my hair up. I had many bruises and little cuts scattered on my face and neck. I had many more bruises and burns scattered all over my body. I sigh and quickly get dressed before I make my way to Carlisle and Esmes room and snuggle up into the big bed.
I fell asleep in the giant big bed to the warmth it provided and the smell of Carlisle and Esme.
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