Heyy, this is something I wrote a while lalu for Emmett and Rosalie, please komen there will be lebih chapters :) x
OK, let me just get this out now, I am NOT a vampire, I want to be, I wish I was but I am not. Well not yet anyway. I can tell anda my story so far. My life. I can’t promise that it was the best life ever lived, actually it was bad, horrible and just down right crap, and I’m only 12. My life got better eventually though and when I have telah diberi anda all my past information then anda can choose if anda want to live the rest of my life with me atau not. My name is Caitlyn Aimee Mailan and I am 12, this is my story, this is my life.
So, until I was five I had a normal happy life, one that anda would expect a young child too have. Then my parents snapped, they went crazy, I don’t know what happed, one hari they were fine the seterusnya hari my mother turned into an alcoholic and my father into a drug addict but on bahagian, atas of that they both turned extremely abusive. I had been neglected, I hardly ever went to school, if I wanted Makanan then I had to find it myself I was filthy and beaten for no reason. I grew up like that.
My mother was almost always drunk and that meant trouble I would hide in my room trying to make myself invisible so she couldn’t find me but she always did.
“Caitlyn, anda stupid little jalang, perempuan jalang where the hell are you?” She would scream at me stomping up the stairs normally holding a bottle of vodka atau whiskey. I had never done anything but she didn’t care, nothing could stop her. She would drag me from under my katil sejak my hair and punch, kick and slap me. I was too scared to tell anyone and my bruises were covered sejak my clothing and any that weren’t I would make up excuses that I had fallen atau walked into a door. I left when I was 11, It was two months until my birthday. My father was off taking a various different types of drugs and my mother going back downstairs after having another hayun, swing at me, I was lay on my merah jambu carpet that was thick with dust blood dripping from the cut across my cheek when I made up my mind. I pulled myself too my feet and limped slowly down the stairs out of the door of our small house and walked away without looking back. I took nothing with me, there was nothing worth bringing. For the seterusnya bulan I was on my own, getting Makanan when I could- which wasn’t very often- and trying to survive. No one would take me in and I gave up trying to find somewhere else to call home. It was two weeks before my birthday and I hadn’t eaten in a week.
I was sat against the dinding in a dark alley where no one could see me unless they looked hard. I saw too people stop and look towards me, then they started to alih towards me. I didn’t care who they were atau what they wanted, I just wanted to die, I was cold and hungry and too weak to move. My head fell ke hadapan towards my knees and I started shaking.
OK, let me just get this out now, I am NOT a vampire, I want to be, I wish I was but I am not. Well not yet anyway. I can tell anda my story so far. My life. I can’t promise that it was the best life ever lived, actually it was bad, horrible and just down right crap, and I’m only 12. My life got better eventually though and when I have telah diberi anda all my past information then anda can choose if anda want to live the rest of my life with me atau not. My name is Caitlyn Aimee Mailan and I am 12, this is my story, this is my life.
So, until I was five I had a normal happy life, one that anda would expect a young child too have. Then my parents snapped, they went crazy, I don’t know what happed, one hari they were fine the seterusnya hari my mother turned into an alcoholic and my father into a drug addict but on bahagian, atas of that they both turned extremely abusive. I had been neglected, I hardly ever went to school, if I wanted Makanan then I had to find it myself I was filthy and beaten for no reason. I grew up like that.
My mother was almost always drunk and that meant trouble I would hide in my room trying to make myself invisible so she couldn’t find me but she always did.
“Caitlyn, anda stupid little jalang, perempuan jalang where the hell are you?” She would scream at me stomping up the stairs normally holding a bottle of vodka atau whiskey. I had never done anything but she didn’t care, nothing could stop her. She would drag me from under my katil sejak my hair and punch, kick and slap me. I was too scared to tell anyone and my bruises were covered sejak my clothing and any that weren’t I would make up excuses that I had fallen atau walked into a door. I left when I was 11, It was two months until my birthday. My father was off taking a various different types of drugs and my mother going back downstairs after having another hayun, swing at me, I was lay on my merah jambu carpet that was thick with dust blood dripping from the cut across my cheek when I made up my mind. I pulled myself too my feet and limped slowly down the stairs out of the door of our small house and walked away without looking back. I took nothing with me, there was nothing worth bringing. For the seterusnya bulan I was on my own, getting Makanan when I could- which wasn’t very often- and trying to survive. No one would take me in and I gave up trying to find somewhere else to call home. It was two weeks before my birthday and I hadn’t eaten in a week.
I was sat against the dinding in a dark alley where no one could see me unless they looked hard. I saw too people stop and look towards me, then they started to alih towards me. I didn’t care who they were atau what they wanted, I just wanted to die, I was cold and hungry and too weak to move. My head fell ke hadapan towards my knees and I started shaking.
“Gerard committed suicide last night” Zoey said. “I found him hanging in our bedroom”
Daphne covered her mouth. “Oh my God, that’s…awful” she said
Daphne threw her arms around Zoey and Zoey faked a few tears and sobs. She pushed Daphne away and berkata she had to tell Alexia. She put her dompet, beg tangan on the dresser, knowing Daphne would see the letter and be too curious to leave it where it is.
And indeed, a minit later, Daphne stormed outside, hysterically crying how everything was her fault.
Zoey walked back inside, trusting Daphne would need some time to calm down. She opened Daphne’s computer and connected a portable hard drive to it. The hard drive contained a fake video of Cas doing things with Alexia.
Zoey copied the video to Daphne’s files and then removed the hard drive. She closed the computer and called Alexia.
“Let’s go, Lex” she said. “We’re going to your grandparents”
Daphne covered her mouth. “Oh my God, that’s…awful” she said
Daphne threw her arms around Zoey and Zoey faked a few tears and sobs. She pushed Daphne away and berkata she had to tell Alexia. She put her dompet, beg tangan on the dresser, knowing Daphne would see the letter and be too curious to leave it where it is.
And indeed, a minit later, Daphne stormed outside, hysterically crying how everything was her fault.
Zoey walked back inside, trusting Daphne would need some time to calm down. She opened Daphne’s computer and connected a portable hard drive to it. The hard drive contained a fake video of Cas doing things with Alexia.
Zoey copied the video to Daphne’s files and then removed the hard drive. She closed the computer and called Alexia.
“Let’s go, Lex” she said. “We’re going to your grandparents”
The seterusnya morning.
Zoey was talking with the mortician, while Alexia was watching cartoons. At least Zoey was under the impression Alexia was watching cartoons. Until her little girl let out a shriek.
“Mommy!”
Zoey, scared something had happened to Alexia, jumped up and ran into the sitting room. Alexia was staring at the screen.
“Lex, what’s going on? anda almost gave mommy a hati, tengah-tengah attack” Zoey berkata and swallowed a few times to calm down.
“Mommy, come look” Alexia berkata breathless. “Uncle Emmanuel is on TV”
Zoey rushed to the Televisyen and increased the volume.
“Last night the police arrested a man named Castiel for the abuse of a four tahun old girl” the newsreader said.
“Alexia, go play outside” Zoey berkata trembling.
“Why do they call him Castiel, mommy? His name’s Emmanuel” Alexia berkata confused.
“Now!” Zoey yelled and Alexia ran outside.
Zoey was talking with the mortician, while Alexia was watching cartoons. At least Zoey was under the impression Alexia was watching cartoons. Until her little girl let out a shriek.
“Mommy!”
Zoey, scared something had happened to Alexia, jumped up and ran into the sitting room. Alexia was staring at the screen.
“Lex, what’s going on? anda almost gave mommy a hati, tengah-tengah attack” Zoey berkata and swallowed a few times to calm down.
“Mommy, come look” Alexia berkata breathless. “Uncle Emmanuel is on TV”
Zoey rushed to the Televisyen and increased the volume.
“Last night the police arrested a man named Castiel for the abuse of a four tahun old girl” the newsreader said.
“Alexia, go play outside” Zoey berkata trembling.
“Why do they call him Castiel, mommy? His name’s Emmanuel” Alexia berkata confused.
“Now!” Zoey yelled and Alexia ran outside.
The door of Meg’s motel room opened and Meg stared at the door way. She was still stuck under the Key of Solomon.
“Anna told me anda were innocent for a change” Sam said.
“Well, now that you’ve discovered I’m actually a saint, could anda get me out of here?” Meg suggested. Sam shook his head and walked towards her, though kept a selamat, peti deposit keselamatan distance. “First I want to set a few things straight. Castiel is not going to leave prison, unless anda do something. Personally, I don’t care if anda killed that man atau not. What I do care about is that you’re the only one who can get him out of there” Sam said.
“Why would I help him? What’s in it for me?” Meg wanted to know.
“If anda do the right thing, then I guarantee anda Dean and I will never try to kill anda again. You’ll be off our radar for good” Sam said.
That was a tempting offer. “What do anda want me to do?” she asked.
“Anna told me anda were innocent for a change” Sam said.
“Well, now that you’ve discovered I’m actually a saint, could anda get me out of here?” Meg suggested. Sam shook his head and walked towards her, though kept a selamat, peti deposit keselamatan distance. “First I want to set a few things straight. Castiel is not going to leave prison, unless anda do something. Personally, I don’t care if anda killed that man atau not. What I do care about is that you’re the only one who can get him out of there” Sam said.
“Why would I help him? What’s in it for me?” Meg wanted to know.
“If anda do the right thing, then I guarantee anda Dean and I will never try to kill anda again. You’ll be off our radar for good” Sam said.
That was a tempting offer. “What do anda want me to do?” she asked.
