I was asleep in my den again, with Timberleaf.

He slammed me to the ground and ripped at my paw. I screamed in pain, because my father told me to. He told me not to hold it in. I screamed as he sliced deep wounds down my side. I wanted to cry because this was the tenth time he did it. I thought that the first time it was only because I was late for hunting again. That obviously wasn't the case.

He picked me up by the scruff and threw me against a den wall. I was just about to get up and his paw slammed down onto my side. He dug his claws deep into my belly and I yowled in pain. When will Pine or someone be back? I looked over and saw Pine at the entrance to our little camp. He was staring at me, in shock. He quickly backed away and ran off. By the time my father had finally decided to leave me alone, my brother came back again. I was alone in my den, and bleeding.

"Are you okay, Rain?" he asked immediately.

"I'm fine." I meowed weakly.

"How long has he been hurting you? I'm so sorry that I left. I just didn't want him to find out that I knew."

"It's fine. This was the tenth time."

My brother growled in anger and it scared me. I started to shake and he looked down at me.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you."

"Quietpaw, wake up." I heard Timberleafs concerned voice.

I opened my eyes and looked up at him. He glanced at me nervously.

"Quietpaw, I tried like ten times to wake you up. You wouldn't wake up. Why wouldn't you wake up?"

There were tears in his eyes. He was actually worried about me.

"Quietpaw, you were screaming in your sleep..." his voice was full of worry.

I sighed as I remembered my dream. No, not a dream. I remembered seeing reality while I slept. I glanced back up into Timberleafs concerned eyes. He stared down at me as tears threatened his eyes.

"What was your dream about?"

I looked down at my paws. I couldn't tell him. I just couldn't. There is no way I'd let him find out about my father. Or what I saw. That poor little kit.

"Quietpaw, please talk to me." he begged.

I suppose it's normal for him to be scared, since normally I wake up right away. Or when I wake up, I'm smiling. I was doing neither of those. I shook my head then looked up at him. He was crying. I tried to fake a smile, but I couldn't even manage one.

"Please. Please Quietpaw. Or at least tell me why you don't want to talk about. Please."

What could I tell him without giving away too much?

"It's n-not j-just a dream." I meowed hoarsely.

He paused and looked at me, "What?"

Now it was me crying. And he was trying to comfort me.

The rest of the chapter is in Timberleafs POV

I gazed down at her tear filled eyes. What did she mean by 'it wasn't just a dream'? What was her reality dream about? I remembered talking to Pine after she left with her father. He had told me not to leave her too often. What's that supposed to mean?

Her father looked too familiar for my comfort. There's that and the fact that I caught him glaring at her. He was way too familiar. It almost reminded me of when I was a kit. That evil cat hurting me and I went to another young cat, begging her for help, but her eyes were laced with fear as she saw him running towards us. She had fled, but I couldn't, I was too weak. The worst part is, my brother had let him and later joined. I was from a different litter than my brother. He wasn't too much older, but still older. I sighed as I stared down at her blue eyes.

"We better go eat." I whispered.

She nodded. She lifted her paw and wiped the tears from her eyes. Her wounds from 'Shadowclan' weren't that bad anymore. She could walk on her own, but I liked her leaning against me. She leaned against me now, even though she knew that she didn't need it. I walked with her over to the fresh kill pile. She grabbed a small mouse and so did I. If she wasn't going to eat that much, then neither was I. We ate our prey quickly, then just sat at the edge of camp in silence. I'm surprised that the cats on the patrol that found her didn't tell anyone at she could talk and chose not to.

I remembered the day she came like it was yesterday. When she entered the camp with the patrol I was curious about her. I had noticed the scars and fresh wounds with herbs on them. Wanted to get to know that broken she cat from the start. I was surprised when Birchstar had asked me to be her mentor. I was made a warrior only a few days before she came. When I asked him if he was sure, he said that nobody else would be better. I also noticed that she was a bit jumpy when it came to her being with only one other cat. It was obvious on the first day of training, she was wary around me but came to trust me.

Then there was that fear in her eyes when her brother announced that she had to go. She looked scared and sad. Only later that night she came back, bloody. Bloody, hurt, scared and helpless. Before she came and I had spent all my days with her or Silverbreeze, my brother would attack me when we were alone together he stopped when I started only spending time with Silverbreeze and started threatening me when Quietpaw came.

I felt so helpless when it came to helping Quietpaw. I wanted to know more, but everytime I brought it up she'd either look at her paws or look at me with pleading blue eyes. I could never really push her enough to tell me what's wrong. It's almost like she tries to shut her emotions away so that everyone else can't see them. She tries to hold everything in.

I saw out of the corner of my eye, her father glaring at her again. What? He can't consider that as greedy! That's what she normally eats. By now, I'm sure that she lied to me when she said it was because her father thought it was greedy. There was more to it. I want to find out, but I don't think she's told anyone ever. I looked at her now and she was looking at her paws, uncomfortably.

"Do you want to go for a walk?" I asked her.

She nodded and was already starting to leave. I got up and followed her quickly. She didn't slow down until we were well away from camp. I just gave her a curious look, but didn't say anything. She suddenly stopped and was looking down at her paws. I looked around and was surprised to see that we were at the Shadowclan border.

"I know you're usually eager to leave camp, but today you were more eager than normal." I pointed out.

I saw one of her tears drop to the ground. Why is she crying? Did I say something wrong?

"I needed to escape." She meowed hoarsely.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked, but she never responded. We just made our way around the territory and back to camp after that.

When we got to camp, she immediately walked to the apprentices den. I followed her right away. When we got in the den, her father was there.

"Can I talk to my daughter alone? I have to talk to her about the rest of our family."

I nodded and left. There was a voice in the back of my head nagging for me not to, but I did.i has no clue what they actually were talking about, but I knew that her father had lied to me on what they were talking about. All I do know for sure is that Quietpaw came out of the den with tear filled eyes and ran over to me right away. I glared up at her father.

"What did you say?" I hissed.

She looked up at me, "I have to go or the rogues will kill my mother and siblings."

"What? No, last time I let you leave, you came back covered in blood!"

"I'm sorry. I have to."

"Then I'm coming with."

"No, please don't. Please."

Each time her voice came out hoarsely and sounded with pain.

"Then try to protect yourself. Remember what I taught you."

She nodded, but said nothing more. She walked over to her father.

"Okay, let's go get Pine."

Then they left. Just like that. The apprentice that I loved so much, was gone. She left with fear, again.