Flashback

Chantal and I walked for hours in silence; we had no need for words. We were both feeling the same thing excitement and joy of being free from the foster dad who was supposed to love and care for us, but instead gave us five months of hell and abuse. I could sense everything of Chan, she still hadn't learnt how to block people she probably didn't know she could. I was blocking her though, even though I was in agonizing pain with my back still ripped open. But I didn't block her enough so that she wouldn't get worried that she was alone, I left the happier thoughts open for her but blocked the one's filled with pain and emptiness. I tripped, I was getting weaker…

I awoke suddenly after I tripped, I didn't even remember falling to the ground. I gasped; I needed to find Chantal but where. Then I realised I wasn't alone, there was a girl sat in the rocking chair at the end of the room. The girl was staring at me; she looked around 17 with black silky hair which came to the mid length of her back. She was human; I could tell straight away she didn't have the same eerie good lucks as the vampires did, but just had natural beautifulness. She started walking towards the bed, towards me.

"Hi I'm Rashel…and your Gabbie…right?" she asked me with a smile.

"Yeh I am it's…um nice to meet you" I replied back. She laughed at that,so I couldn't help smiling at her.

"I don't suppose ya got a toilet anywhere" I decided to ask her, as I seriously needed one I couldn't remember the last time I went.

"Sure…I'll take you there now if you want" she replied back. I smiled at her and climbed out of the bed. She led me towards the door, I looked down at myself only just realising that I didn't know what I was wearing; on me I was wearing something which looked like a very short pair of trousers and a plain white top…which was cool as I don't really care about what I wear. I smiled; we were walking down a corridor now which looked really posh and elegant.

'Gabbie' I gasped, who was that it was very faint and it definitely wasn't my sister. I tried searching for Chantal again only coming up with whispers and slight emotions coming from her, she was anxious and…and scared. But suddenly all I felt was a burning sensation, like my brain was being fried from the inside. I fell to the ground, screaming. I was holding my head, like I was trying to push the pain out. I carried on screaming, I could see everything happening around me in slow motion, Rashel looking confused then getting on the floor.

"Gabbie…Gabbie look at me" she kept repeating, I never did. By this time there was a crowd surrounding me, but a paid no attention all my focus was on the pain in my head. I carried on screaming, however I sensed someone getting closer…someone I knew I recognised.

Chantal Pov:

We were sisters; we looked after each other…well Gab's looked after me to be specific. Always there to catch me when I fall, always there when I'm in trouble, and always there to take the consequences for my actions. She was a great sister I would have died without her. She was the complete opposite to me, I was the loud one making trouble going around like I owned the world but also the one with the gobby attitude. Which normally got us in trouble, however my sister was strong she could take insults and laugh in the persons face then come back with a remark which wasn't insulting, but left the person speechless. She could also take the pain, that's the only thing I hate about her she was so self-sacrificing that she didn't take into account how much she could get hurt, but only cared about saving me. Everything else I just love, she's there for me, she's my best friend and I can trust her to do the right thing. But another thing were we are opposite to each other is that well…um,is that I can let my emotions roll out of me and all that but she doesn't she hides all the bad things in her but when it gets too much she just…explodes with anger, which is pretty scary.

I ran, she told me to so I didn't think twice. I knew she wasn't coming with me; she would stick with the pain in till there was a chance to escape. I didn't want to, but I had no other choice. So here I am in the middle of a forest with nothing around for mile. All I've been hearing was my sister whimpering in pain. It hurt me so much she never let me see any of that, always put up a solid front. At the moment I could fell something pulling at my consciousness, it was pulling me in a random direction which I couldn't resist.

There's a mansion in the distance, I can feel my sister in there. She taught me how to sense people with my mind and stuff like that, so I could tell pretty easy that it was her. I was getting pretty close to the building now, I froze. I grimaced in pain; I could hear my sister screaming in pure agony. I ran, faster than I have ever run before and reached the front door. I didn't bother knocking, I barged straight in. on the stair case was a young boy, probably a couple of years older than me. I ignored him and ran straight past him even though he was shouting at me to stop. I reached the landing where loads of people were loitering about, but all looking intently in one direction. I heard her first than I saw her; she was crumpled on the floor holding her head, screaming in agony. I whimpered, but let my abusive side take control.

"What have you done to her" I screamed at them. They all stiffened and turned towards me, I didn't care I barged past all of them and went straight to my sister.

"Nothing…she just collapsed" whispered a girl beside her. 'Stand up and get away from her' I sent her mentally. The girl stiffened then got up and walked to the side. I stood over my sister, she knew I was here but the pain hurt her so much she couldn't talk in any form. I thought for a while than stretched my hand out towards her back, I reached it.

"Ahh" I whimpered then fell to the ground. I was sharing the pain between us; gosh she was strong if she was able to handle double what was going through me. Gabbie was getting stronger; I could feel her power re-charging.

"Stop Chan…Stop it" Gabbie screamed at me, I didn't. She shoved me of her so hard that I lost my balance and tipped over. "Typical" I grumbled. I was breathing heavier still, I brought my head up. There were at least twelve people around me and Gabs, I stood up. Gabbie was staring at me intently while breathing hard; you could practically hear her wheeze. I couldn't move, I tried to…but I just couldn't.

"Dam you Gabbie…Dam you. First time I try to help you…you push me away and don't let me move an inch" I shouted at her.

I love you too much…to see you go through that pain and Chan say sorry to the people around you…please I heard her mentally say to me. I let out a breath, looked around at the people who surrounded me and made eye contact with everyone.

"Fine" I shouted. "I'm sorry you lot for barging in and…and accusing you and stuff" I said that calmly towards them. I then realised Gabbie had released me from that hold, and that she was attempting to stand up. I stood there knowing she would be too stubborn to accept my help. Others who realised I wasn't going to help, walked over and guided her back towards a bedroom. I glared a head of me while following them in. I started thinking…what was the date?

"Hey…anyone knows what the date is" I asked casually, but a bit friendlier this time. Which isn't weird as this is the thing with me…my mood swings are very erratic.

"Um…yeh it's the 18th of July" someone responded. I froze and gasped at the date, I could also see that my sister had gotten stiff as well. Well she should, these days would affect her more than me. I shouldn't think like that, of course it affected me emotionally for the pain which my sister had to suffer every two months which was all basically my fault it happened anyway.

I ran towards her, she was getting paler I didn't notice that earlier. I cursed myself; I got to her and grabbed her elbows so I could support her. These were the only times when I had to take charge when she weak. Even though she tried to push me away every time.

"What's going on Chantal" someone said behind me. I stiffened again. How did they know my name? Oh Gabbie must have told them. I let go of Gabbie and turned to face who ever asked the question. In front of me was an extremely fit 19 year old boy, but I didn't let that affect me.

"Well…we call it 'two P' which is…um…Gabbie just show them" I didn't know how to describe it. They looked at me in confusion, but then turned their eyes on Gabbie instead.

Gabbie Pov:

My sister Chantal was here, which was amazing. But as I walked towards the bed, I cursed myself for ignoring all the signs for what was happening to me. It was going to be painful, that was for shore. I looked at the people around me who were expecting me to show them what the problem was…I groaned. I turned my back to them and started pulling my shirt over my shoulders, to show them the disgrace my back was in.

'Gasps' that's all I heard behind me, which gave me the signal that they'd seen the monstrosity on my back. I kept holding my shirt up just to make sure they saw it, then let it drop after the silence carried on. Someone coughed, but I didn't turn around I just stood with my back to them. I felt someone's hand on my shoulder it was warm and sweaty so it wasn't a vamp.

"Gabbie..." someone said, who sounded a lot like that Thea girl from yesterday. I decided I wasn't going to hide anymore, I started to turn around. In front of me were at least 10 people all who held the same features on their face, disgust. I didn't turn my face in shame, I was proud of it; it meant that Chan didn't get hurt that time when it was meant to be her. But seeing the expression on her face at the moment, she was holding her head down instead and I saw a tear trickle down her face.

"Chan…it's not your fault" I said while starting to walk to her. Cringe, I knew I said the wrong thing so I stopped in the middle of the room.

"What do you mean it's not my fault…of course it is" she screamed at me "I should be the one it's on no-" she started screaming again.

"Never" I whispered back to her, at this point I had noticed quite a few people were looking at us now, especially me.

"What's going on here? Explain now Gabbie" Thierry said, with a lot of authority were he expected me to explain, which I was.

"Who are you…why don't you just keep your fat nose out of her business-" screeched Chantal towards Thierry. I shook my head in exasperation, why does she always have to make things more difficult?

'Thierry can you get rid of the people who don't need to be here, while I calm Chan down and then I'll explain everything to you' I sent mentally towards him, I saw him stiffen up then nod in my direction with understanding. I started walking towards Chan; I could hear Thierry in the background.

"Right everyone out except Quinn, Rashel and Thea" I heard Thierry say "Ash I mean it out" he said I bit more loudly.

Ok here I go, I had reached Chan. I gave her a hug, I knew she would hug me back she needed it. 'It's going to be ok Chan you can trust these people' I said mentally to her. She breathed in heavily, than let out a massive sigh and removed herself from the hug. I turned around to face the people behind me, In front of me were four people.

"Sooo…I'm guessing your wondering were that…those scars came from then and…why that this date is important" they all nodded so I carried on with my story, but before I did I was interrupted.

"It was all my fault…it was meant for me…that evil bas-" Chantal started saying, I shook my head.

"No it wasn't, but any way to make you understand I'll tell you everything up to that point" I took a deep breath.

"Well…when me and Chan were babies like one an two years old our parents died…" So I started telling them my life story up too when I was 7 years old.

Our parents were murdered alongside all the rest of my family, we were never told why but they mentioned things like power and disease in generations which at the time I had no idea which meant. But when our parents died we had no one, so we were thrown into the foster care system. By the time we had reached 5 years old we had been in and out of more foster care homes then I could remember. But just after my fifth birthday we were fostered by a man who I immediately hated, he was horrible the only reason he got us was because of all the money he had and that he'd be able to provide us with a good future.

But after a couple of months he started knocking us around a bit, but was always discreet about where he hit us so that it wasn't showing. He made his mistake one day; I got in the way of him hitting Chantal and ended up with a punch around the face. This caused my lip to burst but also when that fist came pounding towards me, I felt and heard my nose crack. I cried of course, but walked out of the house with Chantal in front of me. We walked all the way to the front gates of the school, after that we were taking away from him and was told that he'd been frown in prison for 11 months.

After that incident we weren't fostered for another few months, our reputation was getting around a bit. I had turned into a violent child who would always stick up for my sister even if it was only a little thing, but always ended up the same way, me punching the other kid around the face or doing something else to them.

By the age of six and a half I could throw quite an amazing punch which left someone dazed for a bit. But at that age, that's when our life went more downhill. We were fostered again, but this person seemed nice and kind. It was a man once again, who used to be married but his wife had died a couple of years ago. So he fostered us, but after a couple of weeks of that façade he stated abusing us. It was worse than the first time; I regularly got in the way of him attacking Chantal.

Also by this age we had discovered what we could do, that we could talk to each other through our mind. We knew it wasn't normal, so we never told anyone out of fear about what would happen.

But when he was abusing us we could feel each other's pain and anguish, which made it worse. After at least a month the beatings were getting worse they were becoming more frequent and we weren't going to school as he had pulled us out. But one time Chantal slipped up, it wasn't her fault how was she meant to know that she wasn't meant to answer the phone. However when she did he went ballistic at her saying this was the final straw and that he was going to put it to an end. I didn't want to know what that meant so I told her to run and he attacked me…he used sharp weapons and…and yeh, it hurt loads but when he finished I'd had enough so I found Chan and we ran away. So that was my story to when I was 7.

I finished and looked at the faces around me, they were all silent.

"And also every two months since then I would be in agonizing pain for at least two days from the 19th to the 21st" I decided to explain as they would know, why today would be important. Thierry coughed, than looked at us both in the eye.

"That was um…a lot more than I expected" another cough "And I know it don't mean anything…but I'm sorry for your loss" at that comment I smiled, which in turn made Chantal smile too.

"Why should you be…you didn't do anything to us" I replied back easily.

"W.O.W" Chantal spelt out "You guys should be like well proud of yourself…Gabbie never trust's anyone andddd you made her even smile…W.O.W" Chantal finished then walked over to Quinn and Thierry and punched them both in the arm, then suddenly pulled back. She stared at the two in concentration than started frowning, she turned her head in my direction 'Ga…Gabbie…there vampires…what do we go?' I heard in my head, which I laughed at.

"Little sis…don't you trust me" I tried sounding hurt, but ended up grinning full pelt, she slumped her shoulders.

"You knew" she asked me, I started nodding my head in a yes gesture. Immediately she became herself.

"Sooo…what's gunna happen with us now" I asked confidently, even though I was freaking out in the inside.

"Well…I'm not sure…but we will talk about it in the morning we'll leave you two to rest for the meanwhile" Thierry replied back, I nodded in understanding and they all vacated the room.

I'm knackered…I'm off to bed night I heard Chantal whisper mentally to me while she climbed into the master bed which we were going to share.Chantal immediately fell asleep so I climbed in bed to, dreading the next few days.