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*Journal Entry 2/27/2010*

~Memory of @draven_blood~

A night that should have ended in my death, strangely became the night my life actually began. It started as just another dreadful night at home. I was late returning home and Daddy was pissed and drunk.Never a good combination. I'd barely made it through the door when he started in on me.

The first punch hit me hard, knocking the breath from me. Trying to shield myself, dropping my slushie to the floor, angering him further. Star was at a friend's and I was so happy that she didn't have to witness this again. Daddy grabbed me and threw me against the wall, kicking me as I slumped to the floor. I do not know why he did these things to me. He just hated me I believe. He babied Star, treated her as a princess. I was worthless, disposable.

I could feel him dragging me as I lost conciousness. I don't know how long he beat me as I slipped in and out of reality. I begged for death, cried out to him to just end it all. I finally gave in fully to the darkness and remember nothing. Until........

I awoke in a strange room. Barely able to open my eyes, the room dark, too dark, I sensed his presence before I ever saw him. I knew I should be afraid, but I wasn't. I felt safe, for the first time in my life.

He sat quietly in a chair watching me. I tried hard to smile at him, but the broken bones prevented it. Little did I know I was already healing. He'd fed me his blood, giving me the gift of life. Without that I would have died.

Draven, he said his name was. It was the most beautiful name I'd ever heard. His smile opened my eyes to the beauty of love. I had never felt that in my short life. He did not have to pick me up and take me home, but he did. I still do not know why to this day. But I am eternally grateful that fate placed him on that stretch of beach that night.

For two days he fed me from his wrist, watching as my body healed, as the bruises disappeared, the bones mended. I was certain he'd send me back home once the healing was complete. And yet, he kept me close. He drove me home, packed my things and brought me back to his nest. I eventually had no choice but to go home. But he never let me suffer at his hands again, while he was around.

Dusk, saved not only my life, he saved my soul. I have loved him from the moment I opened my eyes to see him smiling at me.

SUN

*the Dusk I remember from those years*