ME: Okay I redid this part of it...
BLOOD: You do know this still won't be very good right Marie?
ME: Be quiet It's not my fault...
BLOOD: I know it's not. *Pats head*
Disclaimer: I do not own HNKNA
"WHAT WAS THAT?!" I turned around only to be greeted by the strong spring wind. "Jeez, Now look at me! Covered in mud!" I had just been pushed into the creek near my house by my eldest sister, Airabella. Her icy cold hands had tapped my shoulders when I had attempted to balance myself on a rock. Knocking me into the overflowing, muddy, stream water.
Hi! my name is Marie Rose and I'm 13 Years old, but from the looks of me, you'd think i had to be at least 15. I have short, curly dark brown hair and deep brown eyes that turn into a burning honey or caramel color when the light hits them. My father has said they're like playful dancing rings of caramel. My sisters says honey. So I guess depending on what you like more, is automatically the color of my eyes.
My denim shorts and leather jacket, now smelled of fresh spring rain water, with holes where sharp rocks had punctured them. Along with my pink and navy striped sweater over my light blue button-up shirt, My knee high socks now covered in dirty stream water and some strange water clovers. Ankle boots with broken zippers and buckles in one hand my old dusty dance bag in the other. I started to the place that despised me the most; home.
Mother and father had divorced at a young age. My mother getting custody of me. Making me my mothers eighth child. I write to my dad everyday. He loves me. Unlike my mother and my sisters. But he lived miles away. Near the Ocean. Where i would be leaving to, tomorrow .
I rushed upstairs. Past three of my sisters. Who each paused to give me evil glares. They all have a different father from me. The dad who lives in this house. I say clear of him. Because he gives me the chills. He doesn't like me since I'm the youngest of the eight of us.
I stay in the closet under the stairs that lead to the attic. Where none of us are allowed. Mom told me that she had hidden things up there after her trip to... where ever when she was 16. She said that's where she met my dad. The one I'm going to be seeing when I move soon.
Throwing my bag on my bed, I continued to what i had started the night before, Packing my chest for the coast. Dad has told me it's warm there, the sun is always shining, the water is warm and it snows in the near mountains. So I packed more shorts and tanktops then sweaters and hats and scarfs.
Guess i'm the one who's different from everyone here. While they have blonde hair,blue and green eyes, short, slim builds, skinny as a stick, long nice legs, pretty face, big eyes. While I'm here with a strong hard build, muscles, short stubby legs, smaller eyes, brown hair, brown eyes, and i'm not the skinniest girl in the house. I Love to read. That's about the only tait I got from my mother. Is that I love to read, I love to play sports too. And strangely enough, I have a strange addiction to tea, it's sweet calming aroma calms me down and reminds me of somewhere far away, bright and sunny. Where there are no seasons there was no time there were no rules for me, place where it was okay to just shoot some asshole on the spot for stepping on me.
'What are you thinking?'I asked myself a I dumped the containments of my dance bag onto the ground. "Okay then Marie, Gum, head phones, phone, tablet, and... Where did these come from?" In my bag was a brand new deck of playing cards. I took them out and examined them. It was strange to look at. The cards had symbols but every card had a person on them. I picked up the jack of hearts. He had a mischievous smile with a red blood splatter. I tucked the cards back inside and proceeded to put everything into my knapsack that i would be taking on the train with me, along with my dance bag and chest.
There was a knock on my door. I looked to the clock. almost 11, 'did I space out that much?'i asked myself. a I walked to the door. It was a small girl with red pigtails and freckles covering her face she smelled of burning roses and her face was bruised up with scratches all along her arms. her eyes glowed gray in the dark.
"Annie. Why are you up so late? She didn't' answer. I just held out my hand to her. the moment she took it I knew it was bad tonight. Her parents had beaten her again. This time, enough to make her leave, not that they cared. Annie was the closest thing I had to a younger sibling. She always smiled around me and came to me when it was to hard for her to stay over there. So I gave her the key to the house so she could come in to me as often as she needed. I grabbed my first aid kit and water bowl from the corner and started to clean the cuts on her legs. She didn't' even flinched when i tried to clean them. "Don't' go..." she whimpered.
"What?"
"Don't go!" She threw herself at me. gripping the back of my tank top that I had thrown on when I got back. "I don't want you to go. I don't' wanna mama and daddy to hurt me anymore!" I questioned this for a moment. Should I say what i'm about to say to such a young girl? Will she agree or will she run back home? It was worth a shot.
"Annie. Do you wanna come with me?" I asked her. She looked at me wide eyed. It took her a moment to process what I had just told her.
"With... you... to daddy's house..." She beamed with joy "YES! I WANT TO COME! I WANT TO GO TO THE SUNNY BEACH WITH SISSY AND DADDY!" I smiled at her. Cuddling into my chest, she let me stroke her head, which was rare for she didn't let anyone to touch her.
It was maybe ten minutes before she passed out cold. Slowly, I shifted her off of me and tucked her into bed. The printer spitted out the papers I needed for her to come and live with me and my dad. I went through and signed them. Luckily, my dad gave me permission to forge his signature for this kind of situation.
Quietly, I creeped out the door and to the front yard. I came next door where the lights were still on. Holding my breath, I knocked. A woman with green dyed hair and blood shot eyes greeted me coldly. I held out my paper to her. She smiled at me. "Gladly! Anything to get that brat off my hands! Hear that hun? No more Assie!" I walked up the stairs and into her room. There was almost nothing there. Besides a few clothes and a blanket. I left the blanket, because it was stained with blood. Her mother handed me the papers and thanked me as I left with a garbage bag of stuff.
Buzz-Buzz
Buzz
Buzz-
I slammed the alarm clock. Looking over, I saw a cute little sleeping girl. Taking the key to lock the door, I went down stairs to attempt to get at least a slice of bread for her. When I started down the stairs I saw Dad#2, and the seven demons sitting down at a table eating. "Ahh, Mally! Please, come and eat with us it is your last day with us after all!" Said the dad. "No thanks. I have to get packed and get on the bus to the station." I shot a glare to him before i headed into the kitchen. "And the names Marie."
Mom was in the kitchen. She was looking out the window into the clear summer sky. "Morning, Mother." She whipped around, surprised by my presence. Suddenly I noticed the tears in her eyes. "Mom?! What's wrong?" I ran to the sink and dampened a cloth for her. I rushed over and slowly began to wipe away her tears.
She cradled my hand to her face and smiled. I mean she SMILED. An innocent startling smile. "Marie. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel unloved I didn't mean any of it!" I looked in her loose hand. It was a letter to my dad. "How did you get that?" I asked.
"i promise most of them were sent, but I got curious so I took a few." I slapped her hand away.
"You're sorry? SORRY FOR WHAT EXACTLY. LOCKING ME AWAY UNDER A STAIRCASE?! NEVER LETTING ME GO OUT WITH FRIENDS, NEVER BUYING ME CLOTHES? WHAT ARE YOU SO SORRY FOR MOTHER?"
I left the room, forgetting to grab any food. Suddenly I gave Annie a little shake. "Annie wake up time to go." Sleepily, she got on a hand-me-down plaid outfit from me on and lose little pigtails handing over her shoulders.
Grabbing the little red wagon, I made a bed of blankets and a pillow for her to sleep with, Because it was gonna be a long ride. I tucked her in then packed a thing of food. While my mother and eldest sister just watched me. Sending an anger filled glare their way and shooting them my special finger, I let out scream. "I HATE YOU!"