I stood in front of a house. It's light blue walls hid and muffled very well the things that happened.
The house usually had two inches of manicured grass. With blooming tulips on the white picket fence. Then the side of the house where the pipe leaked, there was a tree that held an unused swing. I walked to it the freezing snow move inside of my pants. I felt the cold pipe under my fingertips. I looked to my side towards the swing, and I wondered how it feels. To be in a swing to laugh.
I shook my head for being too scared to go into the house. That is supposed to be home.
I shiver not of the cold but at the bitter memories stacked like books at the back of my head.
I walked into the porch and saw the gnome on the table covered with snow
It looked at me. It's porcelain perfect face looked and smirked as if to say you know what is coming.
I braced myself. I touched the doorknob. A sickly sensation went over me. Like if death was waiting for me. I turned it. The door's crevices squeaked. The silence was filled with my shallow breathing. I walked up.
Upstairs were everything happens. Where the blue walls turn into a dirty blue. Where mice crawl and dust fly.
Where no light is seen even in our eyes. Tears have long dampened that.
I moved up the stairs.
Each step creaked beneath me it cried every time someone was on top of them.
I don't blame them I know how much it hurts.
I got upstairs to my cell.
There is where I hear the sniffles. I opened the door a tiny crack of light came into the dark hollow house.
Em. I sat outside the door and watched her from the opposite side. Her raven black hair fell upon her defeated shoulders.
She cried holding a flashlight that I gave her for her birthday. I wanted to comfort her. But I was so tired. So hurt.
"Em " Her head turned wildly until she set her eyes on me. Her eyes turned from fear to sadness.
"Yas I thought ....you were...him "
I moved closer to her wrapping my body against her shaking body.
"Yas "she sniffled and looked at me
"Yes baby "I tried not to cry and to show her everything was all right but a tear escaped.
"I thought you left me "
I moved her head to mine.
"I will never leave you. Do you hear me !"
she nodded and settled down near me.
"You promise "
"I promise " soon I heard her snoring.
I could not help but smile.
A forbidden memory came to me.
My mother is wrapping me with her love and whispering things as she lay on her deathbed.
I closed my eyes and ignored the memories, the longing, and pain...
I woke up with a jolt. Em screamed. The raw and deafening scream was an alarm.
I raised my arm and covered her. I felt the sting of a belt. I pushed her fragile body As Blaine turn to me like I was red and he was a bull. He ran to me. Raged pours out of him like an overheated pot. He clenched his fist and hit a wall. His eyes brows rose, and sweat trickled down his forehead down to his chin. Where a pink scar from a knife laid. A knife I stabbed him with. But that did not stop him or will now.
He threw himself at me.
His callused hands were pulling at my hair.
"Please STOP plea...Tears went down my cheek creating a steady stream of despair. He looked at me and like a slow picture movie he came to my face.
" Say it again "
In the midst of tears and shallow breaths, I try to please his command.
"Please .. " my voice breaking " plea..SE I BEG OF YOU."I wailed at his boots.
He smiled for the first time he looked utterly pleased and happy with himself.
"THAT'S RIGHT BITCH I Am the one with balls here. I am THE BOSS. IS TIME YOU KNOW THAT." With that, he pushed me to the floor.
My head slammed into the blood wet floor. Making me dizzy and my vision blurry. He kept laughing saying something. But I could not hear after the first few punches that connected with my face. All I could feel was agony. The pulse on my head and the sting of the slaps on my face.
All this left me paralyzed on the floor withering away. My hair sprayed out like a curtain trying to shield me away from the monster on me. Soon Em's screams and whimpers were drowned out by my own.