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After that experience, I didn't know what to do. So I just sat there and cried, and cried, and cried some more. If it weren't for my brother, I might have just died there myself. I knew that something in me did.
My brother looked down at me with a smile, until he noticed my wet cheeks. His smile turned into a look of concern.
"What happened sis?"
"Daddy's gone,"
"What do you mean?"
"He…died,"
"What happened?"
"A man with a sword killed him,"
Then my brother looked at me like I was crazy, I didn't understand? Did he not believe my words? I know I was only five then, but it was frustrating, but we had to admit that he was gone.
After that day, my brother and I made a promise to each that we would train to be able to protect mother from any harm. So we did, every night we would practice our technique. We didn't want mother to know what we were doing, she would probably just worry.
A few years passed, we never got over the fact father died, but things calmed down and we kept on living. My brother had finally managed to smile and he wore it for as long as humanly possible, more if that was possible. It was a beautiful thing to see.
One day, we were sitting around the dining table, eating breakfast. Then there was a knock on the door.
My mom went to get the door, standing there were two solders I had never seen before.
They talked to my mother for a bit, and I saw a tear fall down her cheek. I wondered what it could be that was upsetting her.
I would soon find out.
My mother knelt down till she was in front of my brother, at his level.
"These men have come to take you. A role holder was killed and you now have to take his place."
I was shocked "But he can't leave!"
"She's right, I can't and I won't leave,"
"Look there is nothing we can do about it, you must go,"
So he went over to the door and waved goodbye. I ran over to him and hugged him as hard as I could, tears pouring down my cheeks. When I let go his red eyes stared into my non apparent ones.
He was now a role holder, the kind of people I dreaded, society took my brother and turned him into something I hated. It was unfair.
I stood there as I saw my brother go farther and farther away.
Would I ever see him again?
Short chapter I know, but I thought it was a good place to end. I hoped you liked that segment. Please review, the reviews always make me smile, it lets me know that people care enough to comment on my writing skills.
I bet you know by now who this girls older brother is, and if you don't well then… you don't but that's ok.
Thank you again for reading this!
