Hush little Sister
Author Note: I got inspired for this by reading Time Goes on by LaughingFreely. That story is forever in my heart, you HAVE to read it. Now, onward with the story!
Nine year old Kendell Knight's heart was shattered only further by watching his baby sister cry. She didn't understand why their dad was so dangerous, she didn't understand why he was always so violent. But she understood it hurt to be hit and beaten so much.
"Hush, baby sister," he went over to her, aching just as bad, "we're going to be fine."
"Daddy hurts," she whispered the only words she knew, "Daddy hurts bad."
"I know," tears stung his eyes, sitting the three year old in his lap, "but it'll get better."
"Daddy hurts," she wept, "daddy hurts, daddy hurts."
He entangled his trembling fingers in her hair and held her close. She curled in his chest, trembling hard. Taking her little arms, he got out the first aid kit and tended to her scars and wounds. She winced and cried all that harder, them still very sensitive. She twisted and squirmed and fought it, but he held on, having experience. When he finished, she ripped off the bandaids. He grabbed for her, but just scrambled back and shrunk against a corner. When he took her hand, she burst into sobs again and crumpled.
"Please, let me make you feel better," he pleaded, "I know it stings, but the outcome is good."
"Daddy?" she trembled, looking at him with questioning eyes.
He wanted to say yes, that he'd stop drinking. That'd he'd stop beating them for nothing. That he'd love them. But he couldn't lie to her.
"No, but we'll be fine," he stroked her bruising face, "we'll get a home and a real mommy and a real daddy."
"Daddy hurts," she shrank back.
"A daddy who doesn't hurt," he imagined that with such desire, "and a mommy who's alive." He knew that their father had killed their real one.
"Mommy hurt?" she whimpered.
"No, they'll love us," he promised, "forever and ever."
"Mommy and Daddy not hurt," she felt tears in her eyes, "but Daddy hurts."
"One day no more," he held her tight. She picked up the first aid kit, and he attended their wounds.
"Daddy no hurt," she sang, "daddy no hurt, daddy no hurt.."
He joined into the simple little song. Suddenly, the door of the tiny celler slammed where they had to stay.
"SHUT UP!" Carson Knight yelled bitterly.
Kate broke down in sobs, and her big brother held her tight against his chest.
"Hush little sister," only she could hear the words he sang, "don't you cry. Big brother's going to sing your favorite lullaby.."
Author Note: Please review!