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Feliciano-(POV)
The bruises hurt but I just keep smiling. Just keep cooking. Just keep singing.
I hear the door open and I shudder knowing who it is but I just kept cooking. Just kept singing and smiling.
He came in with the smelled of alcohol he came and pushed me down. I stopped smiling, stopped cooking, stopped singing. A few kicks and well hit punches before tears rolled down my cheek.
He left satisfied once a crack came the hand he had stepped on. After I heard a slam from his door my older brother ran to me and held me. I smiled.
"Why? Why do you smile! You don't deserve it!" he sobbed.
I hugged him and whispered it's okay. He grabbed my my shoulders.
"No! It's not! He only does it to you because you look like mom!" he yells at me.
My smile falters and I seek the comfort from him instead of offering it. Tears roll down my cheeks again.
"Let's get you cleaned up." he said, lifting me up off the floor and leading me to the bathroom to wash the blood off.
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