His final gift
Chapter 2
Reunited
Finally…. He's asleep, I can actually get this bloody laundry done. I stand in the mirror looking at my still flat stomach "your daddy would be ecstatic, if he knew about you, but he's in the stars"…. A knock at the door "who on earth could that be at this ungodly hour". I answer …. At the door is a small, stick thin figure, bruises and marks evident on porcelain skin. I couldn't think for the life of me who it could be….but those sapphire orbs were unmistakable….. My baby sister.
We stand there for what seems like forever, and then she spoke "Mea I know that you probably won't accept me, but I had nowhere to go … I left him"… silence and then I take my fragile baby sister in my arms, she started sobbing. "He came home drunk, a-an-and he started hitting me, just like papa"….. Just like papa
FLASHBACK
I was nine or ten, when papa started drinking, at first I was just shouting, and then he hit mamma, she died because of him, and he pushed her down the stairs. At eleven I had to take on being mum to my then two year old sister. Papa just got worse he hit Bella, and me, but I would never ever, let him hurt my little flower.
End of flashback
Welcome home baby sister.