Carrie sighed. She knew her father was going to beat her, he always did.
He blamed her for her mother’s death, and said the beatings were her punishment.
At first, she tried to block the hits, tried to tell him her mother died in childbirth, she had nothing to do with it. All that got her was a broken bone and a punch to the face…
She knew it would be worse tonight, it was her 16th birthday. She could leave now, and started to plan how.
Her father knew of her plans somehow, he always did…he shouted to her as he beat her now ‘if you even try to leave, I will find you and I will kill you.’
When he was done for the night, he dragged her down into the basement, to the little caged in area that was her room. “You had better be here in the morning.” He said threateningly to her. “….I will be father…” she whimpered. He left her there, to go and eat. She wrapped her blanket around her self, and curled up in a tight ball in the corner.
She cried in her mind, was no one would hear her and make her stop.
Meanwhile, a lone figure outside could sense her pain and misery.
‘When her father goes to sleep, I’ll go to her and see if she wants to leave… if she does, she can come with me…’ the figure thought. Carrie’s father went to bed shortly after the
Figure thought this.
Carrie thought she could hear someone walking to her ‘room’. She thought it might be her father, he came back and beat her during the night sometimes…
She curled up into a tighter ball and started to cry silently. She was startled when a hand was placed gently on her shoulder and a voice said “do you want to leave?” very softly.
She looked up to see a boy who looked to be about 17. She nodded, but whispered. ‘…my father said he would kill me if I left…”he looked at her and said “what if he couldn’t find you?” she looked up a little more and nodded once.
He smiled. “I’m Chris, by the way.” She smiled slightly. “I’m Carrie…” she replied.
He picked her up carefully and cradled her, as if carrying a baby. She started to blush full force. He noticed and said “sorry, but I can go faster if I carry you…” she thought he was blushing slightly, but she couldn’t be sure in the dark. He broke into a very fast run, and she soon fell asleep in his arms.
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