She looked in the mirror and resisted the urge cry when she saw the bruises on her shoulders. Once again, her father had beaten her. Of course he'd beaten her. She wasn't the perfect little girl her father wanted her to be. She didn't get one hundreds on every test even though she got great grades other wise. She didn't one of her dance lessons because it hurt to even walk with her bruised legs. She wasn't as pretty as the Fabray's daughter, Quinn. She came home ten minutes after curfew. There was a reason for every beating. Her father usually beat her. He would sometimes hit Blaine but all last year Blaine was safe at Dalton. But now that he's home, he gets hit almost as often as her. She sometimes felt so bad for Blaine because she can control why she gets beaten sometimes but Blaine gets beaten for being gay and he can't really control that now can he? Cooper doesn't like at the house anymore. He hates that he has to leave them alone with him. He comes over whenever he can to keep them away from harm. She and Blaine made a deal not tell anyone. If they told someone, they were to tell the other. They looked out for each other. And then there was their mother. Shelby Anderson-Berry. She loves her kids but she believes that her husband is completely right when it comes to their beatings. She herself has never been beaten and that's because she's the perfect wife to her husband. He needs some one to make sure his kids stay out of trouble. But sometimes you just can't control your kids.
She touched her shoulder gently and winced when her finger came in contact with the bruise. She took a deep breath and grabbed her make up bag. She applied some concealer to the bruise trying to ignore the pain. Once she finished, she got dressed quickly and put her ballet flats on. She grabbed her books out of her bedroom and closed her door silently behind her and braced her self for the morning small chat with her parents.
Just as she reached the stairs, Blaine stepped out of his room with his bag on his shoulder. He looked in her eyes and gave her a looked that basically that said "I'm sorry I'm bad at protecting you." She smiled at him and mouthed "It's fine" to him. He walked over to her before she could walk down the steps and grabbed her hand and whispered in her ear, "It's not fine. He hurt you again. I'm tired of him hurting you. I don't care what he does to me but you're my sister and it's my job to protect you. I won't let him touch you again. I promise."
Tears started pooling over in her eyes. Blaine didn't care that he hurt him. All he wanted was for his sister to be safe. She turned toward him slowly and looked right into his eyes before hugging him fiercely. "Blaine, I don't want him hurting either of us. This needs to stop," she said quietly in his ear, not letting go.
"We'll figure something out, okay?" he replied just as quiet. He pulled away from her and squeezed her hand once and descending down the stairs. She took a deep breath before following after him, prepared for the worst at the breakfast table. But it didn't matter what happened because she would have Blaine with her. And that's all that mattered.
Because Rachel Barbra Anderson-Berry would be fine no matter what as long her twin brother Blaine was there to protect her.
Thank you so much for reading! I'll have Sebastian's story up soon-maybe tonight if I get productive. Maybe. Just maybe. Anyway, reviews make my heart sing with joy- so of course they're always appreciated. If you have some criticisms, do tell me!
-Bridget