I had just gotten done folding the laundry and was heading downstairs when I saw Gabriel on what appeared to be Hana with a rope around her neck. I snickered.
"Isn't this nice?" I asked as I stepped down.
"It's Branco Two." Gabriel told me with a smirk. That's when I noticed 'Branco Two''s dirty dress and sneered. It was probably from Gabriel using her as his little horse.
"But isn't this Branco a bit dirtier?" I asked, kicking her side, dirt came flying off. Point proven.
"Eww, filthy!" Gabriel said, kicking her more. I couldn't help but feel happy at the ashamed and downtrodden look on her face. That's when I got an idea.
"I know, Gabe, I got just the thing!" I exclaimed, pulling mom's iron out and plugging it in. "Branco means 'white', right?" I asked, then got a bottle of cleaning spray out. "She's gotta be clean." I smirked as I saw the shocked look on Hana's face. I started spraying, trying to get every spot on her I could. Gabriel snickered with me.
Hana started moving away as I picked the iron up, making me chase her. "Whoa, don't move!" Gabriel snapped. She backed away just as I got near her. "Hold on now!" I said.
"Hey, don't move!" Gabriel said, pulling on the rope, making Hana gag. "Alright, a rodeo! A rodeo!" he said with a grin.
I held Hana's head so she was looking at me. "Hold still a moment." I smirked. As I put the hot iron near her face to clean her, she quickly backed up, knocking Gabriel off her and making me fall foward.
The next thing I heard was Gabriel crying, "That hurt!" he said. How dare she hurt my brother!
I quickly got up with an angry glare, I shoved Hana's head then made her look at Gabriel. "You apologize!" I commanded.
Hana was struggling against my grip, but I wasn't letting go until she apologized properly. "I said apologize!" I commanded again.
"I-I didn't do anything! I did nothinng wrong!" Hana yelled then got my hand off her, shooting me a glare. I was surprised she was fighting back...then I was angry because she was fighting back.
"I see, so you're defying me, are you?" I asked, then I grabbed the rope and started dragging her off. "In that case, you get out!" I said.
I opened the door then kicked Hana onto the steps and onto the ground. "We don't need a girl like you here anyways." I said then closed the door. It was true. We never needed Hana here, she was just a toy for me and Gabriel and extra money for my parents. I picked up my laundry and was going to act like nothing happened.
Then the door flew open.
The next thing I know, Hana's running at me full speed. I threw my laundry basket to the side, not knowing what to do at the speeding blonde I just kicked out. She let out a yell and collided her forehead with mine, making my glasses fly off and a sharp pain to appear where she hit me. I was going to stand up but she pinned me down, panting angrily.
I couldn't help but tear up at the fact I had just been hit. I hesitantly looked up at Hana, the anger in her eyes was unbelievable.
"I...I've put up with this floor a long time!" she screamed, sending her hand to my cheek. I squeaked in surprise and pain.
"Do you know what I was thinking when you disrespected me, do you know what I was looking at?!" she demanded. I couldn't give her an answer. I was...actually feeling a little guilty for how I treated her.
"Look at me!" Hana commanded, I slowly looked at her, quietly sobbing.
"This is what I look like...REMEMBER IT!" she yelled.
The last thing I saw was her fist colliding with my nose before I saw black.