Disclaimer: Well, i am back...i am going to attempt to write a little bit to get me going again to finish this story. It is bugging me that i aint finishing this yet...Please give me some inspiration to finish this story!! I need some inspiration!!! Give me a review, something at least to show me what you think!!!

The next morning, Crystal woke up to an aweful hang over. Her head was killing her! There had better be some advil or something in here that would ease this torturous headache. She didn't want to think about what she might have to do if there wasn't any in the cabin...

The bed didn't feel as warm as usual..Hmmm...She rolled over on her other side and was shocked to find no brother. He had better not went off and left her behind, or he would be so dead! Ahh! But first she would have to deal with this stupid headache before she did anything else. She didn't feel like getting up and looking for something to ease her headache, but she knew noone else would do it for her, so she jumped out of the bed and walked into the 'kitchen'.

Frantically, she searched the cabinets. How had these people survived in here for so long?! There was hardly anything at all in these cabinets except beer and a couple simple things of food! Argh!!! A quick jolt of anger surged throug Crystal, and she lashed out on the beer; grabbing it by the neck and slamming it on the cabin floor. Glass shattered everywhere!

Humph! Obviously, noone else but her was here! How dare they leave her behind?! They had better not be exploring the mountains without her, wherever they were. And you know what else?! She wasn't going to clean up that glass for nothing! Chris or someone else could clean it up!

Desperate for medicine, she walked out the door and slammed it behind her as hard as she possibly could. She decided she was going to go back into the city, and find her some medicine. Yes, yes...She knew she didn't have any money. So she was going to have to steal to get it. Sure, it wasn't like her to steal, but she was desperate. Heck, maybe she could even steal herself some clothes somehow, Lord knew, she needed a some.

After a couple of minutes of walking through the forest, the trees finally came to an end. She was finally in the city! Car horns beeped and tons of people were walking by on the sidewalks, talking very loud. It certainly was much louder here in the city than in the forest, that was for sure! At least there was one good thing about the cabin finally.

Before she decided on which direction to go to, she glanced around. Almost immediatly she spotted a tiny store called Wal Greens. They should have some pain medication in there, surely enough.

She had to cross the street to get there, which luckily had no cars coming any time soon. So, she ran to the other side of the road and casually walked into the Wal Greens. Praise the Lord! There were not much people in here right now. That meant she had a better chance of not getting caught stealing!

Walking to the back of the store, she finally found the pain medication she was looking for. Picking up an advil bottle, she glanced around her to make sure there was noone around her. To her delight, there wasn't a single person in view. But, it suddenly dawned on her that she had nothing to hide it in. Thinking frantically, she decided to stuff the advil in her shirt. Luckily, her shirt was not too fitting on her, so when she stuffed it in there, it did not show very well.

Nervousness suddenly slammed her, along with her conscience. No matter how bad her headache was, she knew she was still in the wrong. But she needed it, so needed to push out her guilt and just get it over with.

Casually, she walked to the front of the store and out the door.

"Have a good day!" The cashier called out to her as she left the store.

Wow...She was amazed she had actually gotten away with stealing it. She had thought for sure she would have gotten caught. Well, whatever. It wasn't anything to be proud of. Deciding not to take the advil out until she was far away from the store, she walked into an alleyway. She was so desperate for the relief that she didn't even think to look around and make sure noone was here but her. Untucking her shirt, out her advil plopped onto the ground. Bending over, she picked it up and popped it open, taking out two advils and stuffing them in her mouth; swallowing them.

"Is that who I think it is?!" A sudden voice alarmed Crystal, causing her to jerk her head up.

Crystal's heart skipped a beat as she immediatley recognized who it was that spoke, along with the person who was next to him.

"Darn tootin'!" The other man replied.

It was her father's friend, along with Chase, his buddy. Crystal wanted to run, but she was in such shock she didn't feel as if she could even move.

"It's that bitch a' yours! Been wondering where she went!" Chase spoke loudly. "Hey, Crystal, where's your faget brother?"

Her heart pounding faster than ever, she spoke in a very shakey voice. " Screw you!!"

"I been awaiting for the day i get my revenge on you." He spoke. "It's time i teach you right from wrong, the much more effective way than being tied down by your braindead of a daughter."

Suddenly, he ran over to Crystal, his feet pounding against the ground; Chase right behind him.

Crystal finally felt as if she could run, so she twisted around and made a run for the exit. Just when she thought she was going to make it, she felt a massive weight slam her whole entire body to the ground. The air was knocked out of her badly, and she could hardly breathe. Not to mention, her head had slammed against the ground, causing her headache to reaccure.

"You ain't gettin' away this time!" He spoke as he drew back his fist and thrusted it forward into the side of her face.

The force of his fist caused her head to fling to the right side. Blood slowly oozed out her now busted lip. No doubt she would have a black eye by the end of the day. Oh how would she ever get away? Somebody, help please!!! She felt like she couldn;t even take another hit...But somehow she managed to deal with the pain of the next punch her father landed on her face.

"How ya' like that, bitch?" Chase commented, who was standing up above Crystal and the man, looking down at her with a sadistic smirk planted on his revolting face.

"Stop!" Crystal managed to scream as loud as she could. "HELP ME SOMEBODY!!!"

"Shut the hell up, Crystal!" he demanded. "Or you'll get much worse than what your already gettin'!"

Tears began to form in Crystal's eyes, feeling hopeless as ever. She felt like this was her last hour; that he and Chase were no doubt going to kill her if noone came to her rescue. So screamed again, even managing to sound louder than the last plea for help.

"HELP ME!! HELP ME!!! PLEASE!!!!"

"That's it, you disobedient brat!" He growled, punching her as hard she he could on breast, knowing it was the most hurtful spot to hit.

That was it...Oh God it hurt so bad...The pain was so intense that she felt like doing the work for her dad and killing herself. Tears came pouring down her cheeks as she let out a groan of pain.

"I...hate you! W- why can't you just let us be since you don't give a crap about us?! Every single one of you are monsters!!" Crystal practically screamed.

Right as he was about to punch her in the mouth to shut her up, Chase came off with an off the subject question.

"Don't talk so disrespectful, hunny. Your mommy misses you. She says she wants to beat your behind to a pulp for killing her husband and can't wait till she gets her hands on you again." He smiled at her. "What do ya' say we let your mommy see you again?"

Amazingly, the man who was beating Crystal to a pulp let his fist down and just continued to stay on top her limp body; making sure she did not escape.

"Yea, she misses you alot. What do you think, Crystal?" The man asked Crystal.

Crystal's head was pounding so hard at her that she could hardly understand what the two men were talking about. Oh how badly she wished that she could have grown up with normal parents...A small, pained moan escaped her bruised lips; her only reply for the moment.

"Not afraid of a little discipline, are we?" Chase mocked her.

Chase could see she was about to pass out, so he nudged her with his foot on her head. "Well?"

Amazingly, Crystal was able to finally force out an answer that was hardly above a whisper. "No.."

"Huh? What was that?" The man who was holding her down spoke sarcastically. " I can't even hear you! Speak up!"

Crystal scrunched her eyes up, trying her best to stop herself from what was about to end up happening. "N-no...No more..."

"Well too bad, sweety." Chase backfired snotly.

So trapt...so overwhelmed...she felt like she couldn't go on anymore...It seemed no matter where she went, she would always run into her parents or their buddies. She was going to be trapt until the day she died, she could imagine. Totured day after day by her remaining parent and friends of them..

Suddenly, it all came bursting out before anyone else could say another word. Crystal could feel the hot tears forming in her still scrunched up eyes and pouring down her battered up face. She had been holding this cry in for years now, and it was all finally coming out at this very moment. It was such a viscious, hysterical cry that she couldn't find herself to stop. Oh this was so embarassing to be crying in front of one of the people she had hated the most in her entire life.

Hysterically, she screamed with all her might (but still in an understandable tone), "We loved our parents!!! And what did we get in return?! Beating after beating!! That's what!! Dad just had to take Mom away from us!! She was so loving to us before he drove her insane!! What went wrong with father?! YOU PEOPLE IS WHAT!! YOU MADE HIM THE ABUSIVE ALCHOLIC HE WAS TODAY!!! IT'S YOU PEOPLE'S FAULT!!! I HATE YOU BOTH!!! YOU STOLE OUR PARENTS FROM US!! HOW DARE YOU?!"

"Shut the hell up! It was father's choice as to whether to drink or not, not ours!" Chase spoke angrily, narrowing his eyebrows at Crystal.

Crystal's face was covered in tears now, her eyes now wide open and staring up at Chase, full of hatred. " Don't you tell me to shutup when your the one who stole our lives!"

Easily angered, Chase raised his leg backwards and lunged it forward, slamming Crystal full force in the side of her face; her head flinging to the other side. The force of the hit caused her pass out cold almost immediately after his foot hit her face.

"Good way to shutup the bitch." The man commented Chase, getting up off Crystal and picking her up; carrying her back to her hellhouse.

"Don't you think your sister has got to be wondering where we're at, Chris?" Teresa commented to Chris as they got off their parked motorcycles and on the ground.

Teresa, Chris, Chase, and the others were up the mountain exploring. They were almost as high up as possible. What they were looking for was the rumored man who lived up in the mountains. They knew it was most likely a bunch of bull, but they still were curious teenagers.

"Yea, but i thought she needed the sleep since she had been drinking last night. You know it was the first time she has ever touched beer, right? She probably would not have felt good enough anyhow to come out here." Chris replied knowledably.

"Yea, your probaly right." Teresa agreed as they all walked up the mountain.

The rest of the time they walked up the mountain was in silence. The only thing to be heard was the chirping of small birds that had laid nests up on the mountain.

There was a dark, humongus cloud hanging above the mountain, just threatening to rain on them. The sky was darkening, giving off a depressing aura. Thunder could be heard in the distance, and flashes of lightening could be seen in the distance too. They needed to hurry up and get off this mountain soon and get to shelter.

"Hey! Look at that!" Chase spoke in excitement.

There was a blue door connected to the rock! It was so shocking, none of them knwe what else to say but, "WHOAH!"

They all ran over to the door and tried to open it, but it would not budge. There was a small window on the door, but it was tinted and nothing could be seen from the inside.

"There's gotta be someone in here..." Chris murmured.

"Your right! Let's bang on it and wake the ol' man up!"

They were sure by now that there really must be an old man up in there.

Chris and Chase both began to bang and bang on the door, until they heard an alarmingly old, grumpy sounding voice.

"Get the hell away from my lab, brats!!"

I will have up to two more chapters to publish up on here and then i will be done! I hope you will give me a review and tell me if you still like the way i am writing this or not! I think will finish this!

Oh and Crystal will get away don't worry...But how? How will her mother get her revenge? Stay tuned!!