"Slow down mommy" I looking at mother who was driving wildly fast down the dirt road. Too fast for my liking. I may be 5 but I know when danger is near, and this is certainly it. My mother continued to drive faster, never looking back at me. I clutched my seat beat tighter not wanting to go flying out the car. I looked out in the far window to see a lake right up the road. I knew exactly what was going to happen. I quickly took off my seat belt and became to look for something heavy.

Uh a water bottle? No

A jacket? Ugh stop being stupid

A tire iron? Why is this not in the trunk. Whatever.

I grabbed the iron and hit repeatedly against the window.

"STOP IT!" my mother shouted. I didn't stop, she tried to take it away from me but I didn't let her. The next thing we knew the car swerved into the nearby forest and crashed into the shallow area into the lake.

:….:…:…:

"She's mentally unstable" I hear a voice.

"That doesn't mean anything she has children to take care of" another voice argued back.

"She can't take care of children if she can hardly take care of herself, may I remind you she tried to kill herself and her oldest daughter, who is only 5"

"Well where is the father?"

"He is in jail for drug possession and abuse"

"Any relatives?"

"No, not that anybody knows of"

"So I just its foster care it is then"

"I guess so"

They looked toward the door and saw me standing there. I was confused, what was going on? They gave me a meek smile and closed the door to have more privacy.

:….:…:….:

I frowned looking at my surroundings, nothing but tress and dirt. I knew had to get out of here before he finds me. It was so cold, the middle of January. Snow covered the trees the wind stood silent. The land I stood on was lifeless, no people or animal in sight. The sky was dark and cloudy, just the perfect setting for the mood or position I was in. All around me I felt sadness, no sign of laughter, happiness or even liveliness. It was cold but no wind, so quiet.

Dangerously quiet.

Thump, Thump, Thump

I looked around trying to see who made the new noise against the cold air.

"Come out come out where ever you are" a menacing new voice said in the wind. I knew who that was I couldn't let him find me. I ran careful not to slip on snow and lose my chances in getting away from that monster.

"Come on Kimmy come out and play" the voice at a closer distance. I ran even faster and until everything looked the same to me. The thumps came closer and closer than ever before, until I saw him. He looked clam, not even a tad angry. That means I must be in for the worse. He took something out of this pocket and stepped closer. I suddenly felt something hard and cold against my head. My breath got caught when I realized what it was.

"You shouldn't have tried to escape Kimmy" he hissed. I heard a click, and a cry of pain with a groan, until blackness.

I woke up drenched in sweat, breathing heavily. I got out bed walking slowly to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror; all I saw was a broken little girl that was scared to death. Sighing run some water over my face and leave the bathroom to come face with jack looking at me with concerned eyes.

"Are you ok Kim? Why are you up so late?" he asked coming closer looking into my eyes for an answer.

"Yeah I'm fine just nightmare" I said quietly waking back to my bed. Before I got any further a hand grabbed me and pulled me back into a tight hug.

"Jack what are doing?" I asked trying to get out of this iron grip.

"What was your dream about?" he asked completely ignoring my question and hugged me tighter almost so I couldn't breathe.

"J-Jack I can't b-breathe" I choked out against is chest, causing him to gasp and let go slightly enough for me to get air. He pulled out of the embrace and took my hand instead and led me to his bed. He sat down and pulled me into his lap, brushing the strains of hair out of my face and looked deeply in my eyes.

"Can you tell me what your dream was about now?" he asked again in pure concern dripping from his mouth. I shook my head while burring my face into his neck. I felt safe like no one can hurt me as long is jack around. Then I did something I haven't done since I was 8, I cried. I let out all my emotions pour out.

The hurt

The loneliness

The pain

Even the unrecognizable happiness

Jack rocked me and held me like someone would do a baby. He whispered soothing words in to my ear while I sob harshly into the crook of his neck. Slowly darkness was getting the best of me. I felt a pair of lips meet my forehead before darkness took over.