Abused and Hunted. Thats me! (On hold for now.)

Hunted? What happened to me?

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-Emz

Chapter: 1

Hiding in my closet was my only option at this point. My drunken dad was looking for me and I could tell by his voice that I was to be beaten.

"Where is she, Natalie?" he asked my mom

"I don't know! Let go or so help me I'll call the cops! You have no right to treat Jet or I this way!"

"Shut up!" he shouted

"No! I swear, if you touch Jet I'll..."

"I said, shut up!"

"No. I won't shut up! You have no reason to treat our daughter this way" I heard my mother gasp and fall to the floor. The door to the closet was flung open. Light streamed in along with my dad's shadow. "There you are!" He pulled me out by my hair and flung me on the ground next to my mom. Her neck was bent at a strange angle and she looked at me with pleading eyes. "Jet, don't worry about me. Just run! Run, Jet, run!" I stood up but my dad threw me back down. Helplessly sitting there I was forced to watch my mother die.

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That night I lay awake crying. My mom wasn't in the middle of the floor anymore. Dad took her out and burned her. He locked me in my room but left my third story window unlocked. He must have thought I was smart enough to not jump out. Even if I did where would I go? All of my relatives were dead except my older brother who lived two hours away in a town called Antrop. If I took a taxi... No who'd drive me that far? I don't even have any money. I'd have to walk. If I wanted to walk id need to leave a.s.a.p. and I still wouldn't make it for a few days. I looked around my room. My phone was taken out so I couldn't call for help and I only had one sheet on my bed. If I made that into a rope it would get me halfway down the house. I'd have to jump the rest of the way. Oh great now my mind is set. I have to get Tyson. I wonder if my brother will even help me. I have to try. I tore the sheet off my bed almost knocking over my alarm clock which read 12:03. I tied the sheet to the windowsill. That's when I saw the tree. I always used to climb it to hide from my dad. A branch hung maybe ten feet from my window. With a good jump I could make it. I stood on the windowsill and jumped. I crashed head on into the tree getting completely scratched and battered up. The noise sounded like an explosion in the silence of night. I waited for my dad to start yelling but he never did. I slowly made my way over to the road. Now I start walking. It seemed like hours before she reached the interstate. While walking along the interstate a taxi pulled up beside me. A gorgeous man in his twenties rolled down the window. "Hop in, Doll face. I'll give you a ride." He said

"I don't have any money."

"Don't worry. I'm off duty and I feel bad for you. Hop in. Where ya going?"

"Over to Antrop. My brother lives there and I'm visiting him."

"Ok to Antrop it is." For the next two hours the man, whose name was Rick, and I talked about nothing and everything. "Hey, Jet. Where does your brother live?" "Just drop me off at the maple street apartments." Later a big neon sign that said 'Maple Street Apartments' appeared. "Thank you so much, Rick. I don't know what I'd have done without you."

"My pleasure, Jet. Have a good one." I watched as he drove away then I turned and headed inside. An old lady was working at the front desk in the lobby. A clock on the desk said 3:00. "Hello darling. Wat are you doing here so early?"

"I'm looking for my brother, Tyson. Can you tell me what room he's in please?"

"Ah, Tyson he's a trouble maker, isn't he? Well lets get him. Follow me. We walked up two flights of stairs before stopping at room 112. A sign on the door said 'sleeping do NOT disturb!' The old lady knocked on the door anyway. A voice from inside shouted, "Go away!"

"Tyson you have a visitor" she opened the door.

"Make them leave!"

I spoke up. "Tyson it's me." I watched him sit bolt upright in bed. "Jet?"

"Hi, Tyson. Um, I have some bad news."