A Deathly Secret
Chapter 1
The Devil's Child
The pain was unbearable for Rose. She was just born and already she felt like dying. She already felt dead on the inside, the pain and misery was confusing. The tears fell down her face as she cried uncontrollably. The doctors and the nurses were confused. Never had they had a baby like her. It was unnatural. The parents were gritting their teeth. Trying not to abuse the child in front of the doctors and nurses, they were trying to shoo out the doctors and nurses because she knew how to stop the crying. Jack came in holding his blanket, he was their three year old son and Rose's older brother.
"Is the baby okay mother?" he asked his mum curiously.
"The baby is fine dear, now go back to bed," the mother, Crystal, answered on her last nerves. Jack turned and left the room. Finally the doctors and the nurses left. Rose hadn't stopped crying but they assured her parents that she would. Her blue eyes twisted with a hidden pain. Her parents smiles faded as the ambulance drove out of their drive way. Her mother left the room and came back with a bottle of water and squirted her with it.
"Devil child, devil child!" she screamed at Rose. Rose was frightened and screamed more. This time the father, Steven, left the room. He returned with a towel. He roughly grabbed the baby and shoved the towel down her throat. Rose spluttered. She was unable to breathe. But the pain did not cease, neither did her life. He slapped her across the cheek hard. A muffle cry escaped from her mouth and he slapped her again until she was silent.
"You listen to me kid, not a peep out of you, your hear me?" Her father said crossly. She didn't understand what he said. But she didn't dare cry again. Her cheek stung and her throat and lungs hurt from not breathing. But she didn't die. She didn't understand why the pain didn't stop. He roughly pulled the towel out of her throat. Her throat started bleeding. Blood dripped out of her mouth. Her eyes were blank as if she was dead inside. She knew this was the start of a life of pain. Crystal held a crucifix that hung around her neck and mumbled words.
"She is the devil child…she is the devil's child…Lucifer what have you brought us...?" She mumbled to herself. Steven reassured his wife as a silent three year old stood in shock. Steven and Crystal left the room. Left the child on the floor. Half dead. As soon as the door was closed Jack ran out to his younger sister and cradled her.
"Its alright sister…its alright Rose…" he whispered to her softly.