I'm done (Marley) (Warning, talks about suicide and rape)

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Krislyn was done, she had had it with her parents, she had it with them making her feel worse about herself. She hated their guts extremely and wished she had it in her to kill them but in the end they were still her parents even though they treated her like shit. When she was sure they were asleep she packed her bags... well her one bag and grabbed the cat carrier and put her cat Ginger in the carrier, she was glad the cat didn't meow. She grabbed cat food for the cat and walked out the front door. She kept walking until there was distance between her and her home. She didn't know where she was going but anywhere was better then her home.

As she continued to walk the streets it started to rain and of course she didn't have her jacket with the hood, all she had was a thin ass jacket, she was glad that her cat wasn't getting wet. She sat under an tree and was glad for the bushes because she hardly got wet but she still felt it. Her cat looked and her and she smiled a little smile the cat knew she was sad but didn't do anything but grace her with its presence.

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Marley pulled her hood up over her blonde hair as she wandered aimlessly down the street. She'd just received an owl this morning from her father and needed some fresh air to clear her thoughts. Luckily it was a hogsmeade visit day so she was able to escape the castle. Under her school robes her father's letter was pressed to her shirt. She pulled the robes tighter around herself, careful not to drop it into a puddle.

As people passed, Marley avoided eye contact. Her green eyes followed her feet with each step. A few days ago was the anniversary of her mother's death. Jonathan always wrote to her right around this time, just to be sure she was doing alright. She stopped under a shops overhang and pressed herself against the wall. She leaned her head back against the bricks, letting a long sigh escape before slowly pulling the letter from beneath her robes.

Marley,

I hope this letter finds you well. It's quiet at home, I hope the school is keeping you busy. The ministry has me working long hours this week so I'm sorry that I'm a bit late in my letter.
Be safe, Marley. I'm thinking of you. It's a hard week for both of us.

Love always,
Dad.

She folded the letter in half and closed her eyes. She breathed the smell of the fresh rain. After another moment, she started walking again. She veered away from the busy streets and started towards the trees and grass. There was a bench towards the middle but out of the corner of her eye she caught movement. Marley stopped walking and looked over to see a girl with a cat sitting under a bush. At first, she assumed it must be a squib...or an exiled student perhaps and was about to keep walking but something intrigued her. She stood there staring for a a few moments too long.

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She began thinking of what happened tonight, her father raped her repeatedly and she felt automatically sick to her stomach when he did that to her, but when she looked at her mother she got worse because she had this sick smile on her face and kris just wanted to hit that look off her mother. Tears began to penetrate the young girl and she began to sob lightly. She never liked to look weak in front of people, she pulled out her mirror and looked at her face, she had a busted lip from her mother and a black and blue eye from her father. She felt disgusted in herself and couldn't help it.

She put the mirror away and continued to sob, she'd cry alone but never when someone else was around her. When she heard a noise it was almost like instant when the tears stopped. She quickly wiped away her tears and slowly looked to see a young girl standing there. Then she remembered her bruises and hid her face behind her orange hair.

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As Marley stared, she tried to see the girls face. Her bright orange hair might be what originally caught her attention but now her meek posture and sniffling kept her interest. Marley frowned and took a step towards the girl. She wasn't one to just walk up to someone and strike up a conversation but there was clearly something wrong here and she couldn't just leave the girl without some money or something.

"Do you need some money? I've got a few sickles I could spare if you need.." Marley shoved her letter into a pocket of her robe and started to feel around for some coins. She saw the glint of a shiner on the girls face and her brow furrowed. "Are you ok? Who did this?" she took a few steps closer and looked around quickly.

Perhaps the girl was just mugged and her attacker could be close by. Marley still held the sickles in her hand while her other reached back and started to grasp for her wand. She whipped her head around, searching the area for any other sign of life and her hood fell back revealing her blonde hair.

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Kris was stunned that the young girl actually cared but she thought it could be a trick so she looked up to see nothing but sincerity and saw she would actually give her money. Kris had bought all that she saved from her job and her fathers abuse that she didn't really need cash, more like a place to stay but she'd do that when she had a chance. "I'm alright I have money, but thank you" the word 'thank you' was foreign to her but the young girl deserved it. When the other girl asked if she was alright and who did what they did to her. She touched her face, but then she looked at the girl who was looking around.

As if reading her mind she spoke once more "it wasn't a mugger, it was my parents. I'm running away" Kris told the blonde haired girl. She stood up and walked closer to the girl. "Why would you offer someone like me money and ask if I'm alright?"

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Marley didn't withdraw the money, she still held the sickles clenched in her fist. She wasn't fully convinced that the girl didn't need it and it wasn't like she didn't have enough to share. Marley's eyes flicked down to the cat that had been sitting with her and back to the girl's bruised face. She announced she was running away from her parent's and Marley relaxed just a bit, grateful that the threat wasn't an imminent one.

Marley was a bit taken aback from the girls quick approach towards her. She actually took a step away from the girl. "Because I don't need the money and you look like you do." She stated matter-of-fact. "And because you look hurt, your face...it's all cut up and bruised." She narrowed her eyes. "Shouldn't you be in school? I mean, can't you escape from your parents there?" Marley could tell she was a bit older but thought maybe only a couple more than her. Perhaps she was a 6th or 7th year.

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Kris didn't know whether to be angry or grateful for this girl who was offering her money, she had her own but she knew it would be gone because she needed a place to stay for a little bit. "I'm not some gold digger who needs money. I do have some but I care more about a place to sleep then money" she was angry but more at herself, she didn't have a plan but she wished she did.

"As for school I graduated and because university costs money i cannot go there, as for my face yes I know I look hideous but don't rub it in. I'm a worthless piece of trash that my parents hate. Enough said" Kris didn't know what came over her, she just hated them so much for all the pain and suffering they put her threw, like who does that to their only child? 'Your parents' said the voice inside her head.

"I apologize for my outburst, you should take it don't normally apologize so" she exclaims to the girl.

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Marley stared blankly at the girl, she did have money. As for a place to sleep...she had as well but she wasn't going to go offering her home to strangers now. She was way too cautious of bringing anyone to her home these days, she was sure her dad wouldn't be very keen to the idea either. Marley saw the glint of anger in the girls eyes. She sighed, stuffing the coins back into her pockets "have it your way then."

When the girl spoke about school, Marley felt a bit of pity towards her. At least while at Hogwarts Marley always had a place to go. Of course she could always go home but seeing as her father refused to leave the house her mother died in, she often times didn't want to go home.

When the girl had a little outburst, Marley stepped back and threw her hands up beside her face in defeat. "Look, if you're just going to get mad, I won't bother. But if you need an ear, I've got two." She waved off the girls apology. "We've all got problems, you know."

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Kris knew she was being a bitch, she definitely knew but no one could really blame her, she didn't like handouts or pity, she hated who her parents were yes but she didn't want anyone's pity on the situation. she had no human friends because she always pushed them away, as for a feline friend, well she was standing right beside her. She heard the cat meow and knew that the cat was trying to tell her to be nice.

"I'm sorry, just angry at my parents" Kris apologized. Well there she went again, apologizing. She didn't know what was wrong with her tonight but she was letting her guard down and she didn't want that but couldn't help it. "I don't want to bring down your night if you listen to the story of what happened. It's also not very settle."

"I'm Krislyn Mikaelson by the way, you can call me Kris" she told the girl.

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There was a commotion behind Marley and she turned towards the noise. A group of drunk witches and wizards stumbled together, laughing and slurring their words. The looked like they had a few too many firewhiskey's but also seemed to be enjoying themselves. Marley turned back and studied the girl for a moment, she wasn't sure if she even really wanted to get into it with her. She tried to weigh out the pros and cons of the situation, biting her lip as she studied Kris.

Making up her mind, she stuck her hand out in front of her stiffly "I'm Marley. Nice to meet you, Kris," I think.... she thought silently to herself. Marley bit her lip again as she thought about the situation. If Kris started telling her deep dark secrets she would expect some in return, right? She wasn't ready to share her deep dark secrets, especially not with a stranger. But, on the other hand, she didn't know the girl and maybe she really just needed someone to listen.

"I've had my fair share of unsubtle stories. If you want time to yourself, that's fine. But if you need to just let out some steam, I don't have anywhere to be. My night was already going nowhere anyway." Marley's eye flicked towards the cat as he meowed. "And who is this cute little fellow?" Her pitch sharpened and she started to lean down towards the cat to scratch him between his ears.

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