Disclaimer: I am very sorry for not updating alot. But i have not been in the mood for writing stories. You see, i have alot of ideas popping into my head at the time. I am not sure which story to update first! I am already half way done with this one story, which i have gotten some positive feedback on. So i believe you all will enjoy that story; as it is something i have never tried before. But anyways, on with the story.
Chapter four
After School
"Lead the way Chris."Offered Teresa, taking a step back where she would be behind Chris.
Chris, Teresa, and her boyfriend Chaase were walking down a block full of small houses. They were on their way to help out Crystal, so they could take her to the gang. But, Chris refused to tell them the real reason to why his sister was still at their house; it was too embarrassing that they could not defend themselves. Besides, Chris wanted him and his sister to seem strong to the gang. Not weak and defenseless.
"So ya' gonna call her now?"Chaase asked, glancing at an unusual shade of pink on a house.
Chris jerked his head below to the ground, staring at his pockets. Obviously, Chaase had disturbed him out of his train of thought. He hastily pulled his cell phone out of his right pocket, flipping it open quickly and dialing his sister's phone number.
"I guess that's a yes."Teresa murmured as they continued on walking.
Chris began to hear a light ringing coming from his phone, signaling that he was calling his sister.
"C'mon...pick up...pick up..."Chris murmured as it began to ring for the fifth time.
Finally, it quit ringing, and a voice sounded through his phone.
"Chris?"Crystal made sure of.
"Sis, what is going on right now?"Chris asked hastily, feeling adrenaline pulsing through his veins.
There was a moment's pause before she answered, but eventually she spoke up in a shaky voice.
"Dad is..getting his other friends, and our Mom to come up to my room..."She continued after awhile."To 'punish' me."
Anger began to flow through Chris's veins, knowing he was not close enough to be able stop it in time. It made him feel helpless, and like a pile of shit because he could not help his sister right now; this second.
"Sis, your friend's and I are coming to get you out."Chris growled through his phone."Please, please be careful sis! Lock the door, hide, just do something!"
"But Dad busted the door open! It's totally trashed! Besi-"
Crystal suddenly stopped in mid sentence for a few seconds, before saying in a very shaky, whispering voice."There coming up! I have to go Chris!"
Chris began to panic, and said quickly."We'll find a way to get you out!"
Suddenly, the phone hung up; most likely because of their parents.
Chris scrunched his eyes up in anger, and flipped his cell phone shut; jamming it back into his pocket. He balled his hands into fists, and out of nowhere broke into a run. He did not care if Teresa or Chaase could'nt catch up. All that mattered was that he protect his sister at all costs.
Teresa and Chaase also broke into a run, trying to catch up with Chris. But they were not fast enough; seeing as Chris raced on the track sometimes after school. Soon they began to breath heavily, just barely even running while Chris was still intact.
"What's going on?!"Chaase demanded, shouting so he could be heard.
Chris did not answer him, but proceeded to turning the corner as fast as possible. In fact, he really did not even hear him. All he could hear was the rushing sound of the wind as he ran, along with his feet pounding the ground. He was too focused on his sister to hear his friends, much less anyone.
Suddenly, Chris came to a sudden stop beside a brick two story house. He for some strange reason glared daggers at it, as if it were his enemy. Before Teresa or Chaase could come to a stop behind him, Chris had already jolted over to the front porch of the house. As he ran over to the porch, he slightly bent down; picking up a small metal pole that had been thrown onto the porch by a neighborhood kid.
Once he reached the porch, he finally came to a stop. Teresa and Chasse came right up behind him, gasping for air.
"Well?"Teresa asked after a huge gasp for air."Is this you two's house?"
Chris twisted around to look at his friends, and nodded in response.
"Guys, i have a plan."Chris announced."I want Teresa to stay downstairs and keep gaurd. Chaase, i want you to go upstairs with me. I'm going to really need your help if we wanna save Crystal."
Teresa tilted her head curiously at Chris, getting a little irritated at his lack of explanation.
"What is going on?"She added."What do you mean save Crystal?"
Chris suddenly snapped at Teresa when he answered her; balling his hands into fists once again.
"There is no fucking time to explain!"
Teresa jumped, and then nodded at Chris. She had to find out what was wrong with Crystal though! That was her closest friend. It worried her what might be going on in that house with Crystal. Ideas were zooming through her head, terrible thoughts. Were their parents abusers? Were Crystal and her brother too afraid to inform her? Or much less anyone? Whatever was going on with Crystal, it was not good- that was for sure.
Chris suddenly jumped off the front porch, and onto the green grass, causing a plop noise to sound, breaking Teresa's train of thought. It looked as if he were searching for something, seeing as his head was moving in every direction possible. Suddenly, he stopped as his icy blue eyes came upon another small but firm metal pole. With no time wasted, he walked over to it and kneeled down; picking up the piece of metal. The metal was fairly hot as it had been lying in the sun limply. He broke into a sprint as he ran back towards the porch, and jumped up onto it instead of using the stairs. He stopped in front of Chaase, and reached his hand out towards him that held the metal pole.
"Here, take it! You'll need it. Trust me."Chris ordered in an anxious voice.
Chaase stared at Chris blankly as he spoke to him, clearly still confused. He blinked once, and then lowered his eyes to examine the metal pole. He reluctantly grabbed it from Chris's grasp.
"Uh...okay."Chaase murmured uneasily.
"Teresa, i want you to come inside with Chaase and me. But do not follow us upstairs. I just want you to keep guard for us; downstairs."Chris instructed.
Teresa nodded, not wanting to get yelled at again. Though, for her it did not make sense as to why she did not get something like a metal pole, or much less anything seeing as she was to be on guard. If they were really in the situation of abusive parents, then would they attempt to strike her as well?
"Okay...now follow me; be very quiet."Chris insisted upon as he slowly reached for the doorknob and twisted it without pushing the door open yet.
After a few stalled seconds, Chris finally pushed the door open. He took quiet steps into the kitchen, and signaled with his free hand for Chaase and Teresa to come along. Which, they did despite the fact that they were still very confused.
Chris leaned himself against the wall and peaked his head out the kitchen. So far he saw no sign of his parents or their friends. Motioning to his friends, he ran towards the stairs. Chaase followed right behind him; and Teresa ran the other way in the living room. It seemed as if everyone was up stairs in Crystal's room- which was bad. That meant Chaase and him would have to fight off an entire gang of men; and his mother of course. He knew that if he was angry enough he could take one or two down; but he felt unsure about himself. He had to do it for his sister though no matter what the outcome.
So, he quietly tiptoed up the stairs with Chaase a foot behind him or so; still holding his pole in his hand. Once they made their way up the hallway, the both of them pressed themselves up against the wall. The both of them were right outside Crystal's door and could hear Chris and Crystal's parents speaking.
"Do you know how stupid you are? Trying to escape us; make me laugh."A voice commented sadistically, who sounded to be Crystal's father.
"You'll just get hurt worse by trying to get away, how many times must we tell you that?"This time it sounded to be their mother.
Chris then bent to the side; taking a peak at what was going on. He narrowed his eyes as he noticed that his sister was tied up to the bed. Not really. But her hands were duck taped together, along with her legs. Even her mouth was duck taped shut so she would not cry out for help. That was a smart thing to do. He noticed Chase was also in there; with one unidentified man that had been here the other day too. His father was standing to the side of Crystal, and his mother was standing next to the window with Chaase and the unknown man. The destroyed door lay motionless on the floor.
Chris then moved his head away from the door and thought of how he was going to do this. It was not going to be a piece of cake- that was for sure. At least they both had something to hit with. But, it was going to take alot of strength to win this battle. Intaking a deep breathe and then breathing out, he turned his head to Chaase to whisper something in his ear.
"I want you to help me attack the people in this room."
Chaase made a face at Chris; still confused. But he answered in a low voice without asking any questions. "Okay then..."
Suddenly Chris jumped out from where he was standing and ran into the room where Crystal was. He jumped onto the fallen door; his small metal pole held in his hand firmly and raised defensively. Narrowing his eyebrows at his father, he shouted.
"Get away from her!"
James just snickered at Chris, and spoke in a calm, cool manner.
"You and what army?"
Just as he said that, Chaase came out from his hiding place and jumped onto the fallen door. It shocked Chris that his friend was actually standing up for him. He was definitely a friend worth keeping.
"It may not be an army, but at least i'm here!"
Chase folded his arms across his chest as he stared at the two daring teenagers. A cocky smirk curved at his rough lips. He was sure with himself that he would win this fight- even with Chris and his friend using those small metal poles.
"Fine then; i'll take you both on at once!"Chase challenged, taking a few steps closer to them; lowering his arms to his waist.
Their father nodded in approval; along with their mother. Though in all truth they both wanted to join in; but they would let Chase have his fun with the both of those two teenage boys.
Crystal, seeing as she could not move, could only turn her face towards the direction of the three soon to be fighters. Though, her eyes widened a little as she noticed her father turn his direction back to her. With a low mutter, he spoke.
"You think that just because of them your not going to receive your punishment?"
Crystal tried to speak, but she could not because of the tape; so instead her voice came out muffled. Once she realized that, she shook her head rapidly, trying to tell him 'no'. She thought that maybe if she did that, he would lay off. But that was very low of a chance. In fact it was almost impossible to change her father's mind. When she noticed he did not back off from her; she scrunched her eyes up in panick and fear.
"Don't lay a hand on her!"Chris shouted at his father defensively.
Just as Chris shouted, Chase ran at him with his fist up and ready to be launched right into his face. Luckily, he was quick to react and ducked. Taking this to his opportunity, he slammed his left fist into Chase's gut; causing him to double over. Chaase, being quick enough to react; ran up to Chase and slammed his metal pole into his middle back. A mixture of blood and spit came flying out of Chase's mouth and onto the floor seeing as Chris had moved out of the way and was standing straight now wth his pole still in his hand.
Meanwhile, Crystal's father was atop his daughter; legs surrounding her waist. One at a time, he slammed each fist into her face; blood seeping out Crystal's now busted lip; seeing as he had literally ripped the tape off her mouth. Hot tears were beginning to well up in her scrunched up eyes; beginning to slide down her face sideways.
Back to the fight, the unknown man had began to but in. As Chris was about to slam his metal pole into Chase's face; the man came up behind him and punched him in the back of the head. Because of this, he became very dizzy and was now moving all over the place drunkly; dropping his metal pole. Luckily though, Chaase came up from behind the man and slammed his metal pole into his neck; immediately causing the man to fall to the ground unconscious. Chase, now wanting to take his revenge on Chris getting to land a few punches on him, slammed his fist into Chris's face; causing him to fall backwards and slam his back against a dresser; everything falling off of it in a heap of a mess.
There mother was not participating whatsoever. She was just standing there; smirking wickidly at what was going on with her children.
As Chase was coming up to the fallen Chris, Chaase ran at him and raised his metal pole; and thrusted it down onto his back viciously. Falling to the ground in a heap, he fainted. With a sigh of relief, Chaase looked over at Crystal and Chris's father.
Recovering himself; Chris pushed himself up straight and out of impulse ran right at the bed; crashing into his father; causing his father to tumble off his sister. With a loud roar or anger, Chris grabbed his father by the collar of his shirt as he stuck his face in front of his.
"How dare you! I hate you! I hope rot in hell for what you've done to us!"Chris shouted, rage burning within him.
His father only snickered, as he motioned his eyes towards Chris's mother who was now fastly approaching him.
"I got her!"Chaase volunteered, running at Marie with his pole and slamming it into her gut; causing her to double over to the ground in pain.
Chris sighed in relief, but was soon replaced with pain as he felt his father's fist connect with his face causing him to slam off the bed and onto the floor; on his back.
Trying the best she could; Crystal lifted her head up and shouted to her brother.
"Chris! Are you okay?!"
Her father gave her a dirty look while mumbling 'Ill deal with you later' as he jumped off the bed and atop Chris. His legs were surrounding Chris, so he could not escape. Just as he had done to Crystal, he was now slamming his fists into Chris's face.
Chaase smiled as Marie slammed to the ground; fainted. Looking over towards Crystal, he jumped on the bed beside her. Dropping the metal pole on the floor of the bottom of the bed, he grabbed the duct tape on Crystal's wrists and began to try his best to take it off; which eventually he did. With a frantic glance at his friend, he then rapidly removed the duck tape from her ankles.
Feeling free at last, Crystal got into a sitting position; wiping the blood off her. Glaring at her father, she got off the bed and ran at her father; slamming into him angrily, while beating the side of her fists against his back.
"Get away from him!"She screamed into his ear; causing him to scrunch his eyes up.
Chaase, who walked quickly up to the three of them and could only watch now.
Suddenly, something snapped inside Crystal. She could no longer control herself. Feeling like she was a caged in animal, she found her way to his neck and began to squeeze tightly; not letting go. Of course her father quit punching on her brother, and was now gasping for unavailable air while grabbing onto her hands; but coming to no avail.
Without warning Teresa came flying through the doorway, but came to a halt as she noticed what was happening. Gasping, she backed away while questioning fearfully.
"What the hell?! Stop her!"
Soon, James eyes shut and his body became limp, falling to the side and off Chris's unconscious form; dead. Letting go of him, Crystal backed away from him; now realizing what she had just done. She had allowed her anger and fear to take the best of her...resulting her in killing her own father. Sure he had beat them and was not a good, decent man, but that still meant she was a murderer now. Suddenly guilt began to wash over her as her hands began to shake rapidly. She had now just stooped lower than her own father. Her icy blue orbs widened in shock at her own actions, as new tears came rushing out her and strolling down her bruised cheeks.
Chris pushed himself up to a sitting position, and without even considering his father, embraced his sister in a comforting hug. Rubbing her back comfortingly, he murmured in her ear.
"Sis, it's okay..."
Chaase bent forward and examined their father's dead body to make sure he was really dead. When he saw no breathing, his eyes widened. His friend had committed murder...who would have imagined? But then again...they would have ended up dead if it had not been for her doing such a thing. He was not sure what to do, so he just pulled himself back up and sat down on the bed; wiping the sweat off his forehead tiredly.
Teresa began to tremble from head to toe as she stared at the lifeless body lying on the floor. She just could not believe it..her best friend had killed what seemed to be her very own father. But of course she had never seen it all...
"Crystal...why did you do that?"Teresa questioned shakily.
Only feeling more guilt, Crystal rapped her arms around her brother while tucking her head inbetween his neck as tears quickly rolled down her cheeks. 'I'm a murderer!' was what kept ringing through her innocent mind.
"Sis, it was an accident..."Chris tried to comfort her more.
Suddenly, his sister spoke up in an upset voice. "I am a murderer! I am just as bad as our father; if not worse!"
Chris could see reasoning in her words, but refused to have her feeling this way. But first, they needed to get out of this house, or one of their enemies were bound to awaken.
"Sis, we have to get out of here..."Chris murmured lowly in her ear.
Raising her head to meet her brothers, she nodded slowly as the both of them got up. Chris ushered Chaase to follow them, along with Teresa, who was still in deep shock.
"Someone tell me what is going on!"Teresa demanded as they exited the room.
"I'll explain to you once we get to our place, okay?"Chaase offered lowly as they all walked down the stairs and out the front door.
Teresa nodded slowly in response, taking a long lasting glance at Crystal; who was now leaning against her brother with his arms wrapped around her comfortingly. They had been through alot; Crystal needed her brother's comfort.
"So where is this place?"Chris asked Chaase as they turned the corner.
"Just follow me, okay?"Chaase answered mysteriously.
Chris nodded, and then glanced at his sister's feeble form. Her head was slumped against his chest as mroe tears were gathering up in the corner of each of her eyes.
"Sis...please...it's not your fault."Chris tried to comfort his sister yet again.
Crystal held no response to his attempt to comfort her, and instead just sighed.
After a few more minutes, Chaase had explained to Teresa what had went on, but it was very brief. Teresa had left it at that though and decided to wait and ask Crystal when she was ready. Soon, after rounding many corners, they had all finally made it to the hideout; which was in the deep part of the woods. The place was made of smooth plywood, and a window was at the front of the house. There was not much else other than that besides a small porch with a rocking chair. Trees of course were surrounding the small cabin; sheltering it with shadows. It looked like a pretty calm place. If you were to climb a tree, you could probably get a better view of the mountain roads and mountains in the distance. It was beautiful.
Walking into the house, the four of them were greeted by a couple of others. A man who was lying down on a couch with a beer in his hand, a woman who was sitting on the floor with another woman, and a cute blonde boy in the small little kitchen fixing a sandwich. The man on the couch had black spiky hair, black eyeliner surrounding his eyes, and was wearing a baggy black shirt along with pants.
"Hey guys, who's the new peeps?"The man on the couch greeted.
As Chaase shut the door behind them, he walked over towards the kitchen, and answered calmly.
"The girl is Crystal, and the dude is Chris. There Teresa friends along with mine. There real nice people, you'll get used to them"
Crystal noticed the blonde boy, and realized he was prety cute. But that did not really matter seeing as other things had been going on with her and her brother. Sighing, she unlatched herself from her brother and took a seat on the couch sadly.
"Hi, i'm Cody. Nice to meet you Crystal. You've a very pretty name."Cody complimented with a smile.
Barely glancing at the man, Crystal responded."Thankyou...and nice to meet you as well, Cody."
Unlike Crystal who was sitting down on the couch, Chris leaned himself against the wall, staring off into space. Both of the girls walked over to Chris, and introduced themselves.
One was blonde with green eyes and wore a white shirt with dark blue pants; her name was. The other had brown hair and brown eyes, and wore a green shirt and dark blue capris; whose name was Bria.
Soon, it was night time, and Crystal and her brother were shown to the room they had to share with each other. They did not get any sleep, and instead stayed up talking to each other calmly about all they had been through.
Author's note- I am so sorry for not updating it was just i had no encouragement. Not only that but my sister had almost killed herself so i had been very worried about her. And not only that but i had been betrayed by my closest friend and found out she was lying out her name, age, where she lived, ect. and she made me want to give up writing cuz she embarrassed me over the phone. But now i am over it and am back to my dream! Please tell me what you think of this chapter.
Love,
Android18fan