Brandi's POV

Ricky's hands wrap around my throat; tears lace my eyes as the fear of dying in this man's hand becomes more clear. Ricky's teeth grit as his eyes roam my bruised and battered body, exposed body.

"You disgusting, waste of space." Ricky spits. "I should have done this along side Penny."

I blink my eyes at the mention of my dead mother's name, and the reminder Ricky had killed her.

"Kill me already." I say, letting out a shake breath. "You'll be doing us both a favor."

Ricky's disgusting teeth show fully when he smiles. "It would be an honor to kill you, Brandi Young."

I stare in Ricky's eyes as his fingers tighten around my throat. Tears finally escape my eyes as my air stops. A deafening gunshot rattles the empty home, echoing off the long halls and empty four stories. Blood pours out of Ricky's mouth as he drops me to the floor, and drops.

I lift my eyes and see a police officer, sheriff Gibbons Marcus Gibbons looks at Ricky, wth disgusted and angry eyes. His eyes soften at the sight of me, crying, and bruises.
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"Miss Young, do you have any family over the age of 18 I should contact for your safety, and a new home?" Marcus asks gently, as I sit on the bumper of the ambulance.

I close my eyes, my elder sisters beautiful scarred face fills my mind. "Y-yes. My s-sister, Emily."

"Do you know her number?" Marcus asks, grabbing his pen and pad of paper.

"No." I reply, frowning. "H-her b-boyfriends name I-is Samuel Uley. You can find her with h-him."

Marcus sighs at me. "Okay, Brandi. The paramedics will look at you now. I'll contact Emily or Samuel."

Emily's POV

Sam is out on patrol with his beta and the hothead, leaving me alone at the house with Embry Call and Kim. I don't mind their company, I just wish Sam didn't have to patrol as much.

It isn't like there is trouble, Sam just likes checking the territory. Whereas I am human, he was to make extra sure I am safe. Paul Lahote and Jared Cameron both agree with Sam; they have to be extra careful and extra sure that the only human in the house is safe.

The house phone rings, jerking my mind away from my loving boyfriend. I furrow my eyebrows after checking the clock; 7:00pm. Who is calling here this late???

"Hello, this is Emily." I say into the small microphone piece in the phone.

"Miss Young, this is sheriff Gibbons from Missouri." A man's voice of authority speaks through my earpiece. "I am here with your sister, Brandi. She was nearly murdered by a man of Ricky Young."

"What can I do, sheriff?" I ask, immediately needing to protect my sister.

Sam has made it back by now. He knows I'm speaking with a sheriff, but he is ignorant to the reason and where the sheriff.

"We need a place for Brandi to go." Sheriff Gibbons speaks. "She mentioned that you were her only family."

I let out a sigh. "I am; let me speak with Samuel."

"What's going on?"  Sam asks as I lay the phone on the counter top.

"That is the sheriff in Missouri, about Brandi." I say softly, tears filling my eyes. "D---/ Ricky almost choked Brandi to death, but te sherif shot him before Brandi died."

"She okay?" Sam asks, sipping on a Diet Pepsi, only of my diet pepsis.

"I am not sure, I didn't ask." I sigh. "They are looking for her a place to stay; and I'm the only family she knew of over 18."

Sam kisses my head. "How old is Brandi? I forgot."

"She is 17." I reply.

Sam's POV

Of course Brandi can come here. I grab the phone, and send Emily to rest or cook.

"Sheriff Gibbons, this is Samuel, Emily's boyfriend." I say into the speaker. "Brandi can come to our home."

"That is a relief to here." Gibbons says, relief filling his voice. "Miss Young is a great kid, i watched her grow up."

I cannot stop the smile from spreading on my face. I ramble off my address to Gibbons. "How long will it take for her to arrive?"

"Depends on the flight from here to Seattle; and from Seattle to Port Angeles." Gibbons replies honestly. "Someone will have to be at Port Angeles airport to get her."

"I'll send Emily."

"Alright, thank you Samuel." Gibbons hangs up.

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I kiss Emily's head as I lay in the bed beside her. "She's coming home, Emily."

"Oh thank god." Emily sighs in relief. "I'm glad that sherif showed up when he did, or she'd be dead.

Brandi's POV

Demarcus just spoke with both Emily and Samuel. I am going to get on a plane first thing in the morning to Seattle, Washington. After I arrive in Seattle, I'll take another plane to Port Angeles.

"You keep your head up, Brandi, and you will get so far in life." Marcus gives me a hug at the police car that's driving me to the airport. "Be good."

"Thank you, Marcus." I smile. "Take care if Miranda and little Clint."

I get into the police cruiser, and deputy Tanner drives away from the scene.

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"Thanks, deputy." I say as he opens the door for me. "Work hard, and maybe you'll get Gibbons' spot in time."

Tanner grins. "You're a good kid, Brandi. Keep up that good spirit."

I walk away from the deputy and I catch my flight to Seattle, Washington.