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Chapter two!!!! YUSH! again long and descriptive chapter
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Chapter two: B is for Billy…

"Tessa…Tessa…Tessa! Get your ass up this instant!" I heard my father –Billy– Shout at me from down stairs. I jolt up in bed and look around my room.
"Tessa if you don't get your ass out of that bed and get to school I'm going to beat you till you're black and blue!" My father growled at me. I scramble out of my tangled up pink comfitures.
"I-I'm up Papa!" I shouted back as I opened a drawer in my dresser and grab my white dress shirt, Red mini skirt, stockings, and Red blazer with a dragon on the side breast pockets with 'Red Dragon Academy' Scrawled under it on a banner. Today's my first day going to school at Red Dragon Academy and I wanted to get out of the house quickly since my father was very abusive Physically, Mentally, and sexually.
"You got Fifteen Minutes!" My father shouted before I heard him walk away from the stairs. I breathe a sigh of relief as I began to undress myself revealing the multiple scars and burses that decorate my body and take a guess at where I got them. That's right my father gave them to me. They always bring back painful memories of hurt and fear.
After I got dressed I put my black hair into a pony tail and brushed my large pink streaked bangs out of my face and behind my ear then looked at myself in the mirror; locking my miss matched gaze with the figure in the reflective glass.
"Tessa! Get down here NOW!" my father shouted loudly making me jump and run out the door and down stairs. I then stood in the kitchen in front of my father with my hands and legs shaking. My father walked around me examining me. I feel him Searching my body with his blood red eyes then he came back to face me. I didn't look him in the eye; instead I stared at his combat boots that he rarely took off.
"Tessa…" He cooed softly; again I didn't look at him. Hearing him growl he say's my name again, "Tessa Look at me when I speak!" he growls I decided to take my chances and look up at his square jaw and pierced lip. It was silent for another two seconds before he swings his hand and the sound of the back of his hand connecting with my right cheek rings throughout the kitchen.
The force of his hand connecting to my face makes my head whip around and my cheek sting. "Get to school I'll be waiting for you when you get home." He purrs. My blue and red eyes fill with tears as I look into his eyes which were filled with cruelty and lust. I nod and quickly leave the house with my bag in my hand.
Living only a short distance away from the school I took my bike over. As you know my name is Tessa I've lived in fear from my father since I was very young, and I have never tried to fight him off or refuse his demands due to the fact that he was an ex- Military officer and had lots of guns and knives around the house; which most of them he used on me.
As I got to the school I parked my bike on the bike rack and locked it up then started to walk into the building through its revolving doors. Hmm, strange usually schools were very lively with talk but this school was dead quiet as everyone talked quietly among themselves and I heard an occasional weeping from several girls.
I looked around and spotted a memorial staged with a blown up picture of a beautiful blonde haired green eyed girl. Next to the memorial however was a girl with black hair (about the same length as mine) and I saw a purple streak in her bangs on the opposite side from mine. She also dressed in a black knee length gothic Victorian dress with her blazer over it; gloves on her hands.
"E-Excuse me miss. Wh-What's going on here?" I asked the girl coming up to her. She turns to me and we both gasp in unison. We looked like mirror opposites Eye colors were switched as well as our long colored bangs.
"Who are you?" She had asked me.
"M-My Names T-Tessa. Who A-Are you?" I asked back after giving her my name.
"The Name's Thorn…Have we…Met before?" She asked me again raising a puzzled brow.
"N-No I-I would of R-Remembered you if I-I have." I responded back. We held up our hands and touched our fingers together causing an odd feeling electric shock. We yelp and pull away.
"O-Ouch."  I stammer shaking my hand out.
"Damn!" She curses. I stare at her again hugging my books to my chest.
"A-Any way I-I'm kind of n-new here s-so could you s-show me a-around P-Please." I stammer hiding my face with my hair. Thorn smirks and nods her head away from the memorial of the girl then begins to walk down a corridor of lockers. I hurriedly follow her.
"So where are you from Tessa?" Thorn asked me shoving a gloved hand into her pocket.
"M-Michigan." I responded timidly. I knew she was trying to make small talk because this was awkward enough that we look alike.
"What a coincidence so am I!" She said with a smirk. I smile back and giggle. Wow we have so much in common. Suddenly Thorn was pulled back and was slammed agented a locker by two burly jocks.
"We know it was you Thorn!" one of the jocks said angrily. I flinch at his tone as it reminded me of my fathers.
"We know you Killed Amber for what she did to you in town square!" The other growled.
"I didn't do anything! Now buzz off you sweaty jar heads before I kick your asses into next week!" Thorn Growled. I shivered at not only her threat but at the way angry fire burned in her eyes; It… it scared me a lot because it was the same angry fire my father had in his eyes whenever I looked at him.
"Shut up!" The first guy said as he punched Thorn's face making her lip bleed. I yelp at the sound of his fist connecting with her face and covered my ears wanting the horrible noise to go away.
"You bastard." I heard Thorn growl then spit out blood or saliva at the jocks.
"Ah! Why you little –!" the second jock shrieked. I looked up and saw that the man was about to throw another punch. My vision blurred and I had to shut my eyes to make it stop then my eyes snap open.
"Stop!" I shouted as I flung myself at the boys and took the jocks arm and pulled it back preventing him to throw his arm at their pray.
"H-Hey! Let me go kid!" He shouted at me. I don't know what's come over me but I didn't let his arm go; instead I pulled it back farther  putting his arm behind his back then I wrapped my other arm around his neck and pulled back until we were on the ground with him on top of me struggling to breath.
"Hey! Knock it off!" I heard the other but then I heard something like bones cracking as I saw Thorn throw a punch at the other guys nose. The jock then let dropped to the ground holding his nose and crying. I finally regained my senses and let the boy on top of me go and let him scramble away. That's when footsteps of teachers surrounded us.
"What in heaven's name is going on here!" one of the girl teachers asked as one of the men teachers helped me up off of the floor.
"These guys attacked Thorn!" I yelped, trying to steady my legs.
"Is this true boys?" The male that had picked me up asked the boys who were picking each other up off of the ground.
"Yeah but we were trying to –."  The guy with the bloody nose said holding his nose shut trying to stop the bleeding.
"No 'butts' Young man I expect to see you two in my office ASAP." The man scolded.
"Principle Elliot!" The guy I was choking shrieked
"March boys!" the man (Principle Elliot I presume) barked pointing his finger in the other direction. The boys groaned then went in the direction of where the principal was pointing.
"Are you girls alright?" the female teacher asked. She was about 20 with red hair and glasses magnifying hazel eyes.
"Yeah we're good Mrs. Taylor." Thorn responded wiping the blood from her lip.
"Thorn!"  A younger male's voice called. We turn at the same time and see a boy with blue hair and gorgeous Stormy gunmetal gray eyes.
"Zak." She greeted with a bruised smile. The boy known as Zak came up and hugged Thorn tightly.
"What the hell happened?! I heard a couple of jocks socked you in the face?" He asked looking at her busted lip.
"Yeah but…"Thorn looked at me with a smile. "Tessa here saved me from getting more than a busted lip."  She finished. I blush and turn my face away. Sometimes I wish I could stand up to my father the way I did to that guy earlier..
"Wow you guys look like twins!" Zak exclaimed. I fidget uncomfortably as I have never had this much attention before.
"Sorry. My name's Zak." Zak introduced holding his hand out to me. I gulp and take his hand gently and shake it lightly.
"H-Hi I-Im T-Tessa." I stammer. Zak chuckles then turns back to Thorn.
" Hey I was wondering if you could stop by the shop for a while." Zak asked her. I look around the hall and fidget a little as Thorn agrees to his offer.
"So what's your first class Tessa?" Thorn asked me. I dig out my schedule and look at it.
"Its Uh… W-World History w-with Mr. Eisenhower" I stammer.
"Oh hey that's my first class." Zak said. He then took my hand then dragged me away while waving good bye to Thorn.
I look over then down to see one of my scars showing "Oh Uh…C-Can I have my hand back!" I asked worried that he may see it.
"Oh Oops sorry!" He chuckled letting my hand go. I take my hand back then hide my scar.
"I-It's okay really." I said as we walked into a room with maps and other worldly things. Zak walked over to one of the desks in the back and patted the desk behind him. I fidget but walk over and sit down behind him.
Soon my day went on without any other problems and I have made some friends (Well for now it was just Thorn and Zak) and I found out that the memorial was for a girl who was killed by a drowning at the town square lake. The final bell had rung at the end of the day and my heart began to pound at what my father has planned for me at home.
"Hey Tess You okay? You look a little green." Thorn asked as Her, Zak and I walked out to my bike at the bike rack.
"Y-Yeah I- I just h-had a g-great day t-that's all." I told them putting on a fake smile as I unlocked my bike. I didn't want to tell my new found friends about my father's abusiveness nor my scars. Out of my peripheral vision I saw Thorn slant her eyes in suspicion.
"I don't think you're telling the truth. What's going on?" She told me as she put a comforting hand on my shoulder. I wanted to tell them but what would they think of me? Would they think I'm weak? No Thorn saw what I can do, but still I don't know how this would turn out.
"W-Well I-I don't know I-I don't want to e-explain it." I stammer feeling my eyes water with tears. How do I explain my problem? 'Hey I have an abusive ex-Military dad who rapes me every other day!' Yeah like that will ever happen.
Then I broke down. I fell to my knees and cried into my hands feeling my shoulders shutter with ever sob that rolled out of my body. Arms wrapped around my shoulders and rub them caringly.
"It's okay hon you don't have to-."
"My father's abusive…" I sobbed quietly, cutting Thorn off, trying to wipe my tears away but they just kept on coming. No one spoke as I assume they were registering what they heard.
"Like, how abusive?" Zak asked with a stern voice. I sniffle and suck up my sobs. Then I rolled up my sleeves to reveal some of my scars. I heard them gasp in shock.
"He did that to you?" Thorn gawked fingering my scars. I flinch away clutching my arm to my chest and nod. I usually don't like people touching my scars.
"Hey how about you stay with us for a while you won't have to go back home for a while." Zak suggested. I wipe my eyes and sniffle.
"Thankyou thank you so much you guys." I sniffle with a smile. I'm glad I'm not going home, because for once I won't have to be scared. Soon we stared to walk to a shop with the name of 'Gunmetal Restoration CO.'. A restoration company huh? Very interesting. We entered the shops open garage door to see a large bulky man leaning over a (I presume restored) Cadillac's open hood.
"Hey dad." Zak called to the burly man who turned and smiled warmly.
"Hey there son, Thorn. Who's your little friend? She looks like you thorn." Zak's father greeted kindly with a small southern accent.
"Yeah that's what got me too." Thorn quipped with a smirk. I look around the shop completely mesmerized by all the tools and many parts of vehicles.
"Ah well It's nice to meet you little lady, the names Lucas." Lucas said as he held out his hand to me. I smile a little and take it giving it a gentle shake.
"I-I'm Tessa. It's a pleasure to meet you." I said. I look into Lucas's gunmetal gray eyes and see much warmth in them so I smile more.
"Would you like a drink hon?" the bearded man asks going to a little refrigerator and produces a venom energy drink. I shake my head and hold my hand up.
"Sorry I must decline, I don't drink Energy drinks. They ruin my digestive system." I said with a grimace. He shrugs and tosses the drink to Thorn instead who catches it and cracks it open then takes a satisfied swig of it.
"Ah~ thanks Lucas!" She thanked as she followed Zak up stairs leaving me with Lucas. I fidget uncomfortably as he goes back to working on the caddie. Curious as to what he was doing I walk over and lean forward.
"What are you doing?" I ask curiously with my hands behind my back. Lucas looks over to me and smiles.
"Oh I'm just fixing the carburetor on this here caddie for a client of mine." He explained. I stared at all the metal and wires running out and about the engines and motors.
"I see." I inquire curiously.
"Tessa!" The familiar and cruel voice of my father boomed. I swerve around to see my father at the garage door with his fists balled up and was completely red in the face with anger flaring in those ruby eyes of his.
"P-Papa!" I squeak gripping the cars side for support as my legs began to shake again.
"I thought I told you to come straight home after school!" He growled as he walked into the shop towards me but his path was blocked by Lucas who had stepped in front of me.
"I wouldn't take another step closer if I were you pal." He warned with a large crowbar in his hand.
"Shut up and get the hell out of my way!" My father shouted as he tried to side step Lucas but was continued to being blocked.
"You're not going anywhere near this lil' lady partner." Lucas told him sternly as he shoved the crowbar into my father's chest. My father stumbled back but regained his balance and lashed out at Lucas tugging him by his shaggy beard and tossed him aside and now had a clear shot to me.
My feet promptly started to move towards the stairs to get Thorn and Zak but my father was quick on the draw and had caught me by my pony tail and yanked sharply. I shrieked in pain my voice ringing on the walls.
"You're coming home!" My father growled dragging me by my hair. I fell to my knees trying to slow him down. No! I don't want to go! I can't take this anymore!
"Stop it! Please papa!" I cry grabbing at his hands as it pulls out strands of my hair. I feel hot tears steak my cheeks at the pain. Then there was a distorting chant and the ground began to shake. My father stops and looks back and I look through my tears to see the ground cracking in half as a red demonic glow comes from the chasm
"Thorn!" My father growls tossing me aside. I yelp in surprise then was completely surrounded by weird looking creatures. I hide my face thinking they were going to have me as a meal but when I peaked back up I saw they were in a protective stance.
"Thorn you little witch!" My father shouts again. I look over to Thorn whose eye color shifted sides and had a menacing smile on her lips. In my mind I was thinking 'how does papa know Thorn?' but I was so focused on what was going on I disregarded the question.
In a Distorted and demented voice; Thorn shouts something to the monsters  surrounding me in an unworldly language. Two of the things cackle with glee before they descended on my father and attacked him with lightning speed. My father turns but was tackled by the demons and what came next made me close my ears and shut my eyes.
My father let out blood curtailing cries of agony as I heard flesh being ripped apart, bones snap and the goblin like creatures slurp and gulp down my father's body. Soon the ground shook again and the chasm closed with the demons leaving into it.
Looking up I gasp in shock of what I was seeing. A river a blood stained the concrete floors of the shop with my father's body in the middle of it all; stomach ripped open, arms and legs detached and strewn a crossed the ground, and organs and intestines picked at and out of my father's chest and stomach cavities.
Oh my god….I felt my stomach tighten as Thorn came up and covered my eyes from the sight. I threw up turning to one side then gasped at the air trying to catch my breath.
"Sorry you had to see that Tessa." She said as she pulled me into her arms and stroked my hair that had came out of its pony tail a bit. I didn't cry; why would I cry? The man that had abused and used me since I was nine is finally gone. Instead I cried in happiness. I was finally free. Free from the pain. Free from the hurt. Free from the man that had made the scars on my body.
"W-What wh-where those t-things?" I asked through my sobs.
"What? The demon looking dudes? They were Ghouls." She responded softly. Ah now I remember Ghouls were the servants to the head demon. Now I may not be a satin worshiper, but I had to thank the little goblins for helping me.  Then I heard Thorn chant.
"One by one we bite the dust, Kick the bucket and begin to rust. You give your ghost up when your number is up then we all fall down. Ashes to ashes bones to paste we wither away and rest in place for eternity in a wooden case; we all fall down."
Then in my head a faint little voice whispered, "B is for Billy who was eaten by Ghouls." Then the voice cackled crazily.
"Where are Zak and Lucas? I asked prying from Thorn's hold.
"They're upstairs out cold." She told me with a smirk.
"but what about…"I look over to my father's carcass. "What will they say when they come to?" I asked worriedly.
"Don't worry I put a different memory into their head's to make them think that your father ran off when he was threatened by Lucas and that Zak came to help and threatened to Call 9-1-1." She responded patting my back reassuringly. I sigh in relief.
"but what about the body?" I asked.
"Don't worry about it." She told me as she waved a hand in the air and then the body disappeared in a puff of smoke.
"how did you--?"
"A little voice in my head told me what to do." She interrupted me. We both started to giggle like a couple of crazy people.

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Chapter two!!!! YUSH! again long and descriptive chapter
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Chapter two: B is for Billy…

"Tessa…Tessa…Tessa! Get your ass up this instant!" I heard my father –Billy– Shout at me from down stairs. I jolt up in bed and look around my room.
"Tessa if you don't get your ass out of that bed and get to school I'm going to beat you till you're black and blue!" My father growled at me. I scramble out of my tangled up pink comfitures.
"I-I'm up Papa!" I shouted back as I opened a drawer in my dresser and grab my white dress shirt, Red mini skirt, stockings, and Red blazer with a dragon on the side breast pockets with 'Red Dragon Academy' Scrawled under it on a banner. Today's my first day going to school at Red Dragon Academy and I wanted to get out of the house quickly since my father was very abusive Physically, Mentally, and sexually.
"You got Fifteen Minutes!" My father shouted before I heard him walk away from the stairs. I breathe a sigh of relief as I began to undress myself revealing the multiple scars and burses that decorate my body and take a guess at where I got them. That's right my father gave them to me. They always bring back painful memories of hurt and fear.
After I got dressed I put my black hair into a pony tail and brushed my large pink streaked bangs out of my face and behind my ear then looked at myself in the mirror; locking my miss matched gaze with the figure in the reflective glass.
"Tessa! Get down here NOW!" my father shouted loudly making me jump and run out the door and down stairs. I then stood in the kitchen in front of my father with my hands and legs shaking. My father walked around me examining me. I feel him Searching my body with his blood red eyes then he came back to face me. I didn't look him in the eye; instead I stared at his combat boots that he rarely took off.
"Tessa…" He cooed softly; again I didn't look at him. Hearing him growl he say's my name again, "Tessa Look at me when I speak!" he growls I decided to take my chances and look up at his square jaw and pierced lip. It was silent for another two seconds before he swings his hand and the sound of the back of his hand connecting with my right cheek rings throughout the kitchen.
The force of his hand connecting to my face makes my head whip around and my cheek sting. "Get to school I'll be waiting for you when you get home." He purrs. My blue and red eyes fill with tears as I look into his eyes which were filled with cruelty and lust. I nod and quickly leave the house with my bag in my hand.
Living only a short distance away from the school I took my bike over. As you know my name is Tessa I've lived in fear from my father since I was very young, and I have never tried to fight him off or refuse his demands due to the fact that he was an ex- Military officer and had lots of guns and knives around the house; which most of them he used on me.
As I got to the school I parked my bike on the bike rack and locked it up then started to walk into the building through its revolving doors. Hmm, strange usually schools were very lively with talk but this school was dead quiet as everyone talked quietly among themselves and I heard an occasional weeping from several girls.
I looked around and spotted a memorial staged with a blown up picture of a beautiful blonde haired green eyed girl. Next to the memorial however was a girl with black hair (about the same length as mine) and I saw a purple streak in her bangs on the opposite side from mine. She also dressed in a black knee length gothic Victorian dress with her blazer over it; gloves on her hands.
"E-Excuse me miss. Wh-What's going on here?" I asked the girl coming up to her. She turns to me and we both gasp in unison. We looked like mirror opposites Eye colors were switched as well as our long colored bangs.
"Who are you?" She had asked me.
"M-My Names T-Tessa. Who A-Are you?" I asked back after giving her my name.
"The Name's Thorn…Have we…Met before?" She asked me again raising a puzzled brow.
"N-No I-I would of R-Remembered you if I-I have." I responded back. We held up our hands and touched our fingers together causing an odd feeling electric shock. We yelp and pull away.
"O-Ouch."  I stammer shaking my hand out.
"Damn!" She curses. I stare at her again hugging my books to my chest.
"A-Any way I-I'm kind of n-new here s-so could you s-show me a-around P-Please." I stammer hiding my face with my hair. Thorn smirks and nods her head away from the memorial of the girl then begins to walk down a corridor of lockers. I hurriedly follow her.
"So where are you from Tessa?" Thorn asked me shoving a gloved hand into her pocket.
"M-Michigan." I responded timidly. I knew she was trying to make small talk because this was awkward enough that we look alike.
"What a coincidence so am I!" She said with a smirk. I smile back and giggle. Wow we have so much in common. Suddenly Thorn was pulled back and was slammed agented a locker by two burly jocks.
"We know it was you Thorn!" one of the jocks said angrily. I flinch at his tone as it reminded me of my fathers.
"We know you Killed Amber for what she did to you in town square!" The other growled.
"I didn't do anything! Now buzz off you sweaty jar heads before I kick your asses into next week!" Thorn Growled. I shivered at not only her threat but at the way angry fire burned in her eyes; It… it scared me a lot because it was the same angry fire my father had in his eyes whenever I looked at him.
"Shut up!" The first guy said as he punched Thorn's face making her lip bleed. I yelp at the sound of his fist connecting with her face and covered my ears wanting the horrible noise to go away.
"You bastard." I heard Thorn growl then spit out blood or saliva at the jocks.
"Ah! Why you little –!" the second jock shrieked. I looked up and saw that the man was about to throw another punch. My vision blurred and I had to shut my eyes to make it stop then my eyes snap open.
"Stop!" I shouted as I flung myself at the boys and took the jocks arm and pulled it back preventing him to throw his arm at their pray.
"H-Hey! Let me go kid!" He shouted at me. I don't know what's come over me but I didn't let his arm go; instead I pulled it back farther  putting his arm behind his back then I wrapped my other arm around his neck and pulled back until we were on the ground with him on top of me struggling to breath.
"Hey! Knock it off!" I heard the other but then I heard something like bones cracking as I saw Thorn throw a punch at the other guys nose. The jock then let dropped to the ground holding his nose and crying. I finally regained my senses and let the boy on top of me go and let him scramble away. That's when footsteps of teachers surrounded us.
"What in heaven's name is going on here!" one of the girl teachers asked as one of the men teachers helped me up off of the floor.
"These guys attacked Thorn!" I yelped, trying to steady my legs.
"Is this true boys?" The male that had picked me up asked the boys who were picking each other up off of the ground.
"Yeah but we were trying to –."  The guy with the bloody nose said holding his nose shut trying to stop the bleeding.
"No 'butts' Young man I expect to see you two in my office ASAP." The man scolded.
"Principle Elliot!" The guy I was choking shrieked
"March boys!" the man (Principle Elliot I presume) barked pointing his finger in the other direction. The boys groaned then went in the direction of where the principal was pointing.
"Are you girls alright?" the female teacher asked. She was about 20 with red hair and glasses magnifying hazel eyes.
"Yeah we're good Mrs. Taylor." Thorn responded wiping the blood from her lip.
"Thorn!"  A younger male's voice called. We turn at the same time and see a boy with blue hair and gorgeous Stormy gunmetal gray eyes.
"Zak." She greeted with a bruised smile. The boy known as Zak came up and hugged Thorn tightly.
"What the hell happened?! I heard a couple of jocks socked you in the face?" He asked looking at her busted lip.
"Yeah but…"Thorn looked at me with a smile. "Tessa here saved me from getting more than a busted lip."  She finished. I blush and turn my face away. Sometimes I wish I could stand up to my father the way I did to that guy earlier..
"Wow you guys look like twins!" Zak exclaimed. I fidget uncomfortably as I have never had this much attention before.
"Sorry. My name's Zak." Zak introduced holding his hand out to me. I gulp and take his hand gently and shake it lightly.
"H-Hi I-Im T-Tessa." I stammer. Zak chuckles then turns back to Thorn.
" Hey I was wondering if you could stop by the shop for a while." Zak asked her. I look around the hall and fidget a little as Thorn agrees to his offer.
"So what's your first class Tessa?" Thorn asked me. I dig out my schedule and look at it.
"Its Uh… W-World History w-with Mr. Eisenhower" I stammer.
"Oh hey that's my first class." Zak said. He then took my hand then dragged me away while waving good bye to Thorn.
I look over then down to see one of my scars showing "Oh Uh…C-Can I have my hand back!" I asked worried that he may see it.
"Oh Oops sorry!" He chuckled letting my hand go. I take my hand back then hide my scar.
"I-It's okay really." I said as we walked into a room with maps and other worldly things. Zak walked over to one of the desks in the back and patted the desk behind him. I fidget but walk over and sit down behind him.
Soon my day went on without any other problems and I have made some friends (Well for now it was just Thorn and Zak) and I found out that the memorial was for a girl who was killed by a drowning at the town square lake. The final bell had rung at the end of the day and my heart began to pound at what my father has planned for me at home.
"Hey Tess You okay? You look a little green." Thorn asked as Her, Zak and I walked out to my bike at the bike rack.
"Y-Yeah I- I just h-had a g-great day t-that's all." I told them putting on a fake smile as I unlocked my bike. I didn't want to tell my new found friends about my father's abusiveness nor my scars. Out of my peripheral vision I saw Thorn slant her eyes in suspicion.
"I don't think you're telling the truth. What's going on?" She told me as she put a comforting hand on my shoulder. I wanted to tell them but what would they think of me? Would they think I'm weak? No Thorn saw what I can do, but still I don't know how this would turn out.
"W-Well I-I don't know I-I don't want to e-explain it." I stammer feeling my eyes water with tears. How do I explain my problem? 'Hey I have an abusive ex-Military dad who rapes me every other day!' Yeah like that will ever happen.
Then I broke down. I fell to my knees and cried into my hands feeling my shoulders shutter with ever sob that rolled out of my body. Arms wrapped around my shoulders and rub them caringly.
"It's okay hon you don't have to-."
"My father's abusive…" I sobbed quietly, cutting Thorn off, trying to wipe my tears away but they just kept on coming. No one spoke as I assume they were registering what they heard.
"Like, how abusive?" Zak asked with a stern voice. I sniffle and suck up my sobs. Then I rolled up my sleeves to reveal some of my scars. I heard them gasp in shock.
"He did that to you?" Thorn gawked fingering my scars. I flinch away clutching my arm to my chest and nod. I usually don't like people touching my scars.
"Hey how about you stay with us for a while you won't have to go back home for a while." Zak suggested. I wipe my eyes and sniffle.
"Thankyou thank you so much you guys." I sniffle with a smile. I'm glad I'm not going home, because for once I won't have to be scared. Soon we stared to walk to a shop with the name of 'Gunmetal Restoration CO.'. A restoration company huh? Very interesting. We entered the shops open garage door to see a large bulky man leaning over a (I presume restored) Cadillac's open hood.
"Hey dad." Zak called to the burly man who turned and smiled warmly.
"Hey there son, Thorn. Who's your little friend? She looks like you thorn." Zak's father greeted kindly with a small southern accent.
"Yeah that's what got me too." Thorn quipped with a smirk. I look around the shop completely mesmerized by all the tools and many parts of vehicles.
"Ah well It's nice to meet you little lady, the names Lucas." Lucas said as he held out his hand to me. I smile a little and take it giving it a gentle shake.
"I-I'm Tessa. It's a pleasure to meet you." I said. I look into Lucas's gunmetal gray eyes and see much warmth in them so I smile more.
"Would you like a drink hon?" the bearded man asks going to a little refrigerator and produces a venom energy drink. I shake my head and hold my hand up.
"Sorry I must decline, I don't drink Energy drinks. They ruin my digestive system." I said with a grimace. He shrugs and tosses the drink to Thorn instead who catches it and cracks it open then takes a satisfied swig of it.
"Ah~ thanks Lucas!" She thanked as she followed Zak up stairs leaving me with Lucas. I fidget uncomfortably as he goes back to working on the caddie. Curious as to what he was doing I walk over and lean forward.
"What are you doing?" I ask curiously with my hands behind my back. Lucas looks over to me and smiles.
"Oh I'm just fixing the carburetor on this here caddie for a client of mine." He explained. I stared at all the metal and wires running out and about the engines and motors.
"I see." I inquire curiously.
"Tessa!" The familiar and cruel voice of my father boomed. I swerve around to see my father at the garage door with his fists balled up and was completely red in the face with anger flaring in those ruby eyes of his.
"P-Papa!" I squeak gripping the cars side for support as my legs began to shake again.
"I thought I told you to come straight home after school!" He growled as he walked into the shop towards me but his path was blocked by Lucas who had stepped in front of me.
"I wouldn't take another step closer if I were you pal." He warned with a large crowbar in his hand.
"Shut up and get the hell out of my way!" My father shouted as he tried to side step Lucas but was continued to being blocked.
"You're not going anywhere near this lil' lady partner." Lucas told him sternly as he shoved the crowbar into my father's chest. My father stumbled back but regained his balance and lashed out at Lucas tugging him by his shaggy beard and tossed him aside and now had a clear shot to me.
My feet promptly started to move towards the stairs to get Thorn and Zak but my father was quick on the draw and had caught me by my pony tail and yanked sharply. I shrieked in pain my voice ringing on the walls.
"You're coming home!" My father growled dragging me by my hair. I fell to my knees trying to slow him down. No! I don't want to go! I can't take this anymore!
"Stop it! Please papa!" I cry grabbing at his hands as it pulls out strands of my hair. I feel hot tears steak my cheeks at the pain. Then there was a distorting chant and the ground began to shake. My father stops and looks back and I look through my tears to see the ground cracking in half as a red demonic glow comes from the chasm
"Thorn!" My father growls tossing me aside. I yelp in surprise then was completely surrounded by weird looking creatures. I hide my face thinking they were going to have me as a meal but when I peaked back up I saw they were in a protective stance.
"Thorn you little witch!" My father shouts again. I look over to Thorn whose eye color shifted sides and had a menacing smile on her lips. In my mind I was thinking 'how does papa know Thorn?' but I was so focused on what was going on I disregarded the question.
In a Distorted and demented voice; Thorn shouts something to the monsters  surrounding me in an unworldly language. Two of the things cackle with glee before they descended on my father and attacked him with lightning speed. My father turns but was tackled by the demons and what came next made me close my ears and shut my eyes.
My father let out blood curtailing cries of agony as I heard flesh being ripped apart, bones snap and the goblin like creatures slurp and gulp down my father's body. Soon the ground shook again and the chasm closed with the demons leaving into it.
Looking up I gasp in shock of what I was seeing. A river a blood stained the concrete floors of the shop with my father's body in the middle of it all; stomach ripped open, arms and legs detached and strewn a crossed the ground, and organs and intestines picked at and out of my father's chest and stomach cavities.
Oh my god….I felt my stomach tighten as Thorn came up and covered my eyes from the sight. I threw up turning to one side then gasped at the air trying to catch my breath.
"Sorry you had to see that Tessa." She said as she pulled me into her arms and stroked my hair that had came out of its pony tail a bit. I didn't cry; why would I cry? The man that had abused and used me since I was nine is finally gone. Instead I cried in happiness. I was finally free. Free from the pain. Free from the hurt. Free from the man that had made the scars on my body.
"W-What wh-where those t-things?" I asked through my sobs.
"What? The demon looking dudes? They were Ghouls." She responded softly. Ah now I remember Ghouls were the servants to the head demon. Now I may not be a satin worshiper, but I had to thank the little goblins for helping me.  Then I heard Thorn chant.
"One by one we bite the dust, Kick the bucket and begin to rust. You give your ghost up when your number is up then we all fall down. Ashes to ashes bones to paste we wither away and rest in place for eternity in a wooden case; we all fall down."
Then in my head a faint little voice whispered, "B is for Billy who was eaten by Ghouls." Then the voice cackled crazily.
"Where are Zak and Lucas? I asked prying from Thorn's hold.
"They're upstairs out cold." She told me with a smirk.
"but what about…"I look over to my father's carcass. "What will they say when they come to?" I asked worriedly.
"Don't worry I put a different memory into their head's to make them think that your father ran off when he was threatened by Lucas and that Zak came to help and threatened to Call 9-1-1." She responded patting my back reassuringly. I sigh in relief.
"but what about the body?" I asked.
"Don't worry about it." She told me as she waved a hand in the air and then the body disappeared in a puff of smoke.
"how did you--?"
"A little voice in my head told me what to do." She interrupted me. We both started to giggle like a couple of crazy people.