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She knew she had to go back in and get the necklace it was the last thing she had of her mother's she could hear Sam's words in her head, to leave the necklace it wasn't worth her getting caught but to her it was.
She knew he wouldn't be home for another hour, she could grab the necklace and run to her brothers, she could finally be free from his clutches and pain.
She had always longed for a home.
A home, a place of sanctuary, peace and love, a place you long to go to after a tiresome day, a place where you give and receive love and have mundane worries like house payments. She longed for that place people call a home, she wished she had such ludicrous worries.
Only here, her home was a place where her dreams where clustered with frightful and sickening memories and nightmares. Every time she closed her eyes, she could feel his hands as they polluted her body and his words having more of a blow than his hands ever would.
She shook of her feelings of longing and crept in the door and up to the place she had to call a room, the mattress in the corner, it wasn't in her room she came to the conclusion very quickly.
As she wondered around the house, the stale smell of alcohol burned her nose and hit the back of her throat as she coughed slightly, the place was in complete darkness with dirty engraved all over the house from years of build-up.
The kitchen was bare apart from his six pack in the fridge, which was already missing a number of cans already, the clutter in the sink had grown mould and its on small creatures to live off of them.
She gagged and moved away as quickly as she could from the sink the sight turning her empty stomach, she caught sight of her reflection in the grimy mirror making her chest ache as she made eye contact with the broken girl looking back at her.
She rubbed her eyes to rid herself of the unushered tears which gathered there and continued her search but came back empty handed.
The clock was moving faster tonight. Faster than it had the nights before; she couldn't seem to stop herself noticing the clock: that furiously clicking away above her head, she had to go now, or she'd get caught and that wasn't an option.
She drew her eyes from the clock. Her breathing was laboured, as she felt an aching in her body with each breath, holding her side she knew at least one of her ribs was broken if not severely bruised.
She was out of time, she had to leave.
She couldn't go out the front door he would see her so she ran to the backdoor to see it was boarded shut, she had no way of getting out without him seeing her and possibly hurting her, she had to hide.
She quickly hid in one of the bigger kitchen cupboards with a butter knife clenched between her small, fragile hands and she closed her eyes in a prayer like sentiment.
The anticipation was making her feel worse as he slowly made his way up the drive. Her heart began to quicken as she could feel herself beginning to sweat as her feet became clammy.
She knew what was about to come as she heard his Timberland boots crunch against the grit on the path outside. She could smell the alcohol and his cheap aftershave, from where she sat on the cold hard ground, it was unmistakable.
He stalked in the house as he forcefully threw the door open and flung the door shut, she closed her eyes pleading that he wouldn't find her from where she hides.
She quietly looked out from the small gap in the cupboard and saw he had sat down on the rundown couch. She had no way of getting out now without him seeing her she just had to go for it.
She slowly made her way out and scurried to the front door as she threw herself up at the lock on the door knocking it unlocked so she could rip the door open, she heard the squeak from the couch as she ran.
She could hear the thudding of his boots as she bolted to the forest out the back, she screamed in hopes someone would aid her or get the police or anyone who could help her.
It happened so fast one minute she was getting away and the next he had her pinned to the ground, she kicked and screamed.
"Sam! Please someone help me please!" She cried breathlessly; she was finding it hard to breath with all his weight on top of her slowly crushing her small frame.
He laughed as he grabbed her black hair and brutally dragged her further into the woods.
"Sam's never cared! He left us! No one cares about you why do you think he hasn't come for you! You killed my beautiful wife who had nothing but kindness in her heart! You're a monster!" He roared at her as he spat in her face, she sobbed shaking her head quickly.
"Please dad I didn't mean to she died giving birth to me I had no choice! Please don't do this please just let me go I'll pretend this never happened" She sobbed as he pulled out his hunting blade sharpening it on a piece of bark on a tree.
He was toying with her like he always did but he had never actually tried to kill her, he had only threatened her with a knife once, but he had always let her go before.
A serious dread had settled over her, she wasn't getting away this time.
"Don't...call...me...that" He said slowly as he leisurely walked towards her, she tried to keep as much distance between them as possible, until her back had hit a tree.
She tried to run only for her head to be smashed against the tree behind her back.
Her vision was blurry as she felt a trickle behind her head falling down her neck.
Then she felt the tearing of her skin, separating into two, as she inhaled sharply the pain was unbearable then to add her head injury, she felt like she was spinning.
The ripped the knife away and looked at his hands in shock his eyes boring into the blood pouring from her stomach as he let out a sob dropping the hunting knife and running from his dieing daughter.
The air hitting the hole in her stomach took some of the pain away as tears continued to fall from her crystal blue like eyes, she took the pressure from her wound away it stopped all the pain.
She knew this was the end, her own blood began chocking her as she tried to continue to breath but her breathing became laboured.
Her vision was blurring into darkness as it begins to snow, she feels her eyes growing heavy as she blinks looking up at a man with red eyes who wasn't there before.
With unmistakable speed he grabs her wrist bringing it to his lips smiling at her kindly as he bites her.
He lifts her up walking through the woods as she can feel a burning through her veins shifting uncomfortable in the strange man's arms.
He gives her one last smile before throwing her over a cliff, she's no energy left to fight him or the raging waves as she's swept away with the current, as a painful howl sounded all over La Push.
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