The Woman In The Woods

Everything goes wrong

Violets POV
We just got back from my brothers funeral. It was devastating. He was diagnosed with brain cancer and didn't survive. My parents were quiet the whole ride there and back. I wonder what they were thinking.
When we got home I went to my room and changed into something more comfortable. I laid down on my bed and scrolled through my social media wondering what I should do to get my hopes back up. Sure it was extremely depressing, but I can't mope around in my own pity forever.
I heard my parents talking about my brother. They seemed very upset I mean who wouldn't? My mom hit the wall out of a fit of anger. I just hoped they would feel better soon.
About a week later, nothing has gotten better. My dad comes home every night drunk and fights with my mom, which gets her mad, so she releases that anger by attacking me. I've been punched, slapped, kicked, you name it and it probably happened. This is not what my brother would of wanted. I wish we could turn back time to when everything was okay. When everything was great. When we all loved each other.
Monday. I hate mondays, I mean who doesn't? I went to school in my long sleeves despising the scorching heat beating down on me. My friends sometimes ask me about my bruises, but I always excuse them as sports. Of course they believed me. If they knew what was going on then they would probably call the cops. I could never watch my family be taken away from me for I have already seen one go.
One night my mom beat me so bad that I ran to my friends house at 12:00am. I told her everything that's been going on and she let me stay there for about a week. Luckily she lives alone so she could do whatever she wanted.
We were having some girl talk when suddenly my phone buzzed. I checked the ID and it said "mom". My heart sank once those words sunk into my mind. I showed my friend and she told me to answer. So I did. "Hello?" I spoke into the phone. "Get your ass back home or I'll kill you" she hissed at me. "No!" I yelled. "I'm not going back after all this shit you put me through". I waited for a respond, but nothing was heard. Then a familiar beeping sound came through indicating that the call had ended. I got scared to what my mom could be doing, but my friend told me to calm down and relax.
We were watching a funny movie to get our spirits up until we heard s crash. Something glass broke. Shivers crawled up my spine as I feared as to what it could be. We got onto my friends bed and cowered in fear. Suddenly the door swung open to reveal my mother. Holding a knife. "You're gonna come home RIGHT NOW weather you like it or NOT" she yelled. I didn't respond, but I did get up. She nodded her head as I walked towards her. I then punched her dead in the nose and ran out the house as fast as I could. I heard footsteps behind me as I ran. I kept running and running.
My legs burned, my lungs burned, my whole body was burning, but I knew that if I slowed down, my life would end. I was running through the woods trying to lose her. Making quick turns, running through dark shadows. After awhile my running came to a stop as I heard silence. I lost her. I panted hard and sat on the grass, trying to recover from that intense exercise.
After I calmed down I looked around and realized that I was lost in the woods. I mentally slapped my self realized that this was not a good idea. I stood up and walked around, but only saw trees. I didn't have my phone and it was after midnight. God knows how long I'll be here. I walked and walked, but nothing but deep woods. I didn't know what to do at this point. I was scared for my safety. Until I heard a twig brake.

A/N Hello. Thank you for reading my first story. If you liked it please give me suggestions and sorry for leaving you on a cliff hanger XD