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Chapter 1: The Dream
"Damian!" I screamed. "Damian, don't die on me! Don't! You can't! DAMIAN!"
I sat bolt up-right in bed gasping for air. It was that dream again. The dream I have every night. It's been three years and I still have that dream. The blood, the car wrapped around the tree, the sirens, people yelling and screaming, EMTs pulling me away from my brother. Me fighting and begging to be with him.
"Dru! Get your skinny ass down here!"
"I'll be right down." I called. I looked at my clock. 5:45 am. Good freakin lord.
"Now goddamnit!" screamed my step-father, Mykel.
"I'm coming! Jesus Christ." Of course it was a school day and of course I did not sleep at all.
As I walked down the stairs I saw my mother sitting on the couch next to Mykel. Cowering almost. Across from him sat my step-sister, Carina. The wicked bitchy whore that Mykel calls his daughter. She was staring at me with that smirk (that I just want to smack right out of her) that she wares every time I get in trouble. Let's just say that, that's a LOT!
Standing across the room was my other brother, Alex. He looked really upset. Like, on the verge of tears! The only other time I've seen him cry was at Damian's funeral. We had both given speeches.
Then Mykel spoke, "Dru, so glad you could join us." He said this sarcastically.
"What?"
"Honey, I hope you understand. We were in a lot of debt. And we needed the money…"
"Ma, get to the point!" I said completely pissed off now. "Alex? Do you know what's going on?"
He just looked away. "Alex? Tell me! What the FUCKING HELL IS GOING ON?" I screamed.
"Watch your mouth young lady!" Mykel screamed back.
"OR WHAT? YOU'LL WHIP ME AGAIN? I AM JUST SO NUMB FROM YOUR HAND, FOOT, AND WHIP THAT I JUST DON'T FEEL IT ANYMORE!"
"Well I have something new this time!" he smirked.
"I DON'T FUCKING CARE GODDAMNIT!"
He raised his hand to smack me but I was shoved to the ground. I looked up in surprise to see that Alex was screaming at Mykel. But I wasn't paying attention to what he was saying. My focus was currently on Carina. She had stood up and grabbed the knife off the shelf that Alex kept there for target practice. Carina still had that look on her face. I couldn't even scream. I knew what she was going to do. Carina snatched my arm and brought the knife down. The first blow was barely even a cut. But the second time she brought the knife down it broke the skin. I screamed. Not only was I screaming because the cut was deep but also because Carina's foot was crushing my ribs. Despite my screams I was able to hear a crack. About five seconds after I heard the crack, an explosion of pain came which made me scream even louder.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Alex screamed.
Carina just kept on digging deeper into my arm. Alex was then shoved to the ground next to me by Mykel. He kicked him in the stomach and then screamed at Alex for yelling at his daughter.
Then, we heard sirens.
That was all I remembered before I blacked out.