A/N: I don't own anything, all Kingdom Hearts characters belong to Disney and Square Enix.
Skylar and story line belongs to me.
Chapter One
I lay still as I looked to the wall, tears flowing down my cheeks as another kick was delivered to my stomach. My gaze travels to the bedroom door that opens slowly as blue eyes peaked in, the eyes belong to my twin, a person I love and care for and would do anything to keep protected. "Filthy whore, you're nothing but a freak! Just like your mother!" I hear my father hiss as he throws his beer bottle down at me, the glass break and spilling whatever contents left in it all over me. I felt my cheek sting from where a glass shard had cut it and the alcohol had started to seep in. I kept an emotionless face as I looked at my twin and saw the tears that were streaming down his face as he complicated whether he should get involved or stay where he is. Before he decides, our father kicks my stomach again and sends me flying a couple of feet away, the man soon stepped over my body and walked to the front door, opening it and slamming it shut. I looked to the clock with my emotionless eyes and see that it was five in the morning. He had beaten all night it seems. The bed room door that had been previously open just a crack, was flung open as my twin came out, his spiky brown hair a mess as he ran over to me and got to his knees. "Skylar, I'm sorry!" he cries out as he debates whether he should touch me or not.
"It's alright Sora, just help me get cleaned up" I said quietly, as I looked into my twins bright blue eyes. Nodding his head, the brunette helps me up and we walk to the bathroom, I sat on the toilet seat and watched as my brother got out everything that was necessary. As Sora cleaned up me up, I saw he tried to keep himself from crying. By now he should be use to it, ever since that monster we called our father killed our mother because she was leaving him, he had started to abuse us. I took most of the beatings; never wanting Sora to get hurt at all, to make it even worse I took the beatings at school as well. Sora and I were considered weird for we did things different from the other kids. We always ran home, did everything we were told, we were nothing but nervous wrecks and we would sometimes start shaking. To the other kids this seemed weird and unnatural, to want to do work instead of have fun, to want to go home instead of hang out with friends, and to always flinch and shake when someone would touch us. "Don't cry" I said, as I saw the tears that started to stream down my brothers face.
"I can't help it" Sora said in a shaky voice. "We both know once we get to school, all this effort of cleaning you us is going to go to waste as the others beat you up even more" he said, tears welling up in his eyes probably causing his vision to blur as he started to sob. "I miss mother" he cried, dropping the rag he was using to clean the blood, cuts, and alcohol off my face.
"I miss her as well and as for those other kids, well if it wasn't for those Organization Club I bet they would have left us alone" I said, the name of the club leaving a bitter taste in my mouth. "But we can't give up, for mom's sake, just two more years and we'll be eighteen and graduated and we can leave this horrid place" I said, smiling, though it did not reach my eyes which were dead and void from any emotions.
"I-I know, b-but I don't l-like watching you g-get hurt and n-not b-being able t-to d-do anything, I'm a-afraid h-he'll go too far and k-kill you" Sora stuttered out as I brought my hand up and rested it on his cheek, a sweet and gentle look taking its place on my face.
"But you staying out-of-the-way and not getting hurt is what makes me happy, I'm happy when you stay hidden because I rather I die then you" I said, smiling as Sora closed his eyes and rubbed his cheek against my hand. "Now go get ready while I take a quick shower" I said, as I stood up and pushed him out of the bathroom. "Could you please clean up the broken glass so none of us get hurt" I said before closing the door.
"Alright" Sora said, nodding his head as he went to go do what he was told.
After I had finish showering and was dressed, along with Sora who had cleaned up the mess and gotten ready himself we both got our stuff and left the house, while holding each other hands. We kept our heads down as we walked, we didn't have any friends at school considering we were the 'freaks' and 'weirdo's'. As we got to the school and entered, we both could feel the glares and look of the other students. The worst part was we had to pass the group of teens that were a part of the Organization Club; they treated us worse than the jocks and preps. As we both picked up the pace, I ended up accidentally bumping my shoulder against a tall red-head, also known as Axel, the person who picked on me the most. Stumbling away from him, I kept my head down and didn't make eye contact, waiting for him to punch me like usual. "Oh look, if it isn't my favorite freak" he sneered with his smooth voice.
"Just get it over with" I said quietly in a monotone voice as I clenched my fist and kept an emotionless face.
"What was that? I couldn't hear you" Axel said, placing a hand on his ear as he bend down so he was around my height, I clenched my fist even harder as my body started to shake. "Hey! When I'm speaking you are to answer! You got that?" The red-head growled after a while of me being silent, he grabbed the front of my shirt and lifted me off the ground so we were face to face. My blue eyes looked around frantically as I tried to avoid his gaze. "Look at me!" Axel growled, shaking me a little, giving in I look into his emerald eyes. Now Axel was quiet handsome, I'll admit it, he had pale skin, piercing green eyes which had upside down purple tears drops under them. His hair was spiked back and was the color of blood, he was number eight in the Organization Club, I've mentioned it so many times but I haven't explained what it is. It's a club with thirteen members, twelve guys and one girl; all were extremely handsome/beautiful and popular. They were able to gain the love and attention of everyone in the school, well almost everyone, there were a few people who hated them. Each member was actually rich and usually got everything they wanted, everyone sees them as perfect though I find them a bit…strange. Axel though was the worst, it's like he made it his job to torture me and get the other members to follow along with attacking me and Sora, though Sora had his own personal bully, Riku, one of the school jock's who likes to hang out with the Organization, as I'll call them for now.
"L-leave her alone" Sora said quietly as worry shined in his blue eyes.
"What you say to me pipsqueak" Axel said, turning his attention to Sora. Taking a deep breath, I did something I've never done before and…kicked the red-head where the sun doesn't shine. As I was dropped to the ground, I grabbed a hold of Sora's hand and ran to the classroom, hoping the teacher would be there, seems they're the only ones that care for my brother and me.
"Why'd you do that? Are you insane!?" Sora exclaimed as he tried to keep up with me, I came to a sudden halt and pulled my twin into a janitor closest. Covering the brunette's mouth, we both stayed quiet as we heard footsteps running past where we were.
"He would have hurt you, if I didn't do something" I mumbled, after the footsteps had faded away. "I don't want you get hurt…I don't want to lose you…you're all I have left" I said, my voice cracking as I felt tears streamed down my face, surprising Sora since I usually pushed my emotions down and acted like this emotionless person.
"I promise I won't leave" Sora mumbled, pulling me into a tight embrace as we both heard the bell ring. Leaving the janitor closest, we quickly ran to class.
As the day went on, it was pure hell. Axel had decided to make everything ten times worse, stealing the money I had so I could buy Sora and me lunch, taking my stuff and throwing it out of the classroom window and into a puddle that was created by the rain last night. Tripping me, closing my locker on my hand, and of course when he finally got me by myself, beating the ever-living shit out of me. I breathed heavily as another kick was delivered in the same spot my father had kicked me this morning, everything hurt but felt numb at the same time. I looked up at the red-head, seeing the sick smirk on his face along with something else that was glittering in the florescent lights of the boy's bathroom he had thrown me in. "You think you're so tough by not showing any emotion, huh" the red-head growled, sending another kick towards me. "Huh! Answer me you filthy human!" He sneered, causing my ears to perk up as I heard what he said…wasn't he himself a human? Or did he view me like my father did, I filthy, disgusting creature that had no right to be called a human. I swallowed thickly as he smashed his foot down on my arm, causing me to groan as he put pressure on it, but not enough to break it. He's two friends, a blonde haired female and a pink haired…boy? Stood to the side laughing, before the door flew open and a teacher stood there, surprised and furious.
"Mr. Sinclair, you and your friends to the office now!" The teacher roared, as the three older teens did as they were told, while my vision started to fade in and out, I couldn't even hear what the teacher was saying before finally everything went completely black.
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