Chapter Ninteen
Steven and Peter walked into the den and Steven felt sick when he saw his sister lying on the couch, her cheek swollen. He walked over to the couch and sat at the end of the couch.
Kristin woke up and saw Steven near her and started screaming for Peter. "Daddy! Daddy! HELP!" She cried, tears coming to her eyes as she scrambled to get up. Steven reached out to calm her down but she screamed and jumped up and ran for Peter. She jumped into Peter's arms and refused to go out. "Come on, Kristin! I'm sorry! Really!" Steven cried. He reached out to hug her but she started crying really hard and Peter shook his head at Steven and mouthed to him "Wait outside". Peter took her over to the couch and gently rocked her like he had done with his neices and nephews.
"You're brother doesn't hate you, Kristin, do you know what your fa-asshole- did to him?" Peter asked gently. She looked up at him with tears in her eyes and nodded. "Yeah. He touched him. Steven did this before, you know? He told a counsler probably the same exact things he told you, complete with tears. You know what the counsler did? She put us in the same foster home, to 'get our relationship back in order'. For that 1 month, he was as nice as can be, and it all started with 'come on, Kristin, I'm sorry! Really!' then when dad had gone through re-hab and counsling we went back to living with him. Everything went back to the old ways, only Steven couldn't tell anyone. Steven beat me almost every day from that day on. He's lying, Peter! To get attention!" She cried. She rested her head on Peter's chest again and she was soon asleep again. Peter awoke her for a sec asking, "Are you hungry? You haven't eaten in a while." and she just shook her head and fell back asleep.
Peter looked into the fire and wondered what to do. He could move Steven to another group, but he didn't think that would be a good idea. If what Kristin was saying was true, that wouldn't stop him from trying to hurt her. He believed his story, but he didn't believe that he didn't hate her.
After a few more minutes he layed Kristin down gently, noticing Kristin was shivering slightly and put 2 blankets on top of her and went outside. Steven was standing against the wall just staring into space.
"Steven! We need to talk!" Peter said. Steven rolled his eyes. "What'd the litle runt say?" Peter stopped for a minute. "What is this? Split personality disorder?" He muttered to himself. "What?" Steven asked. "Nothing."
"What do you want?" Steven demanded. "I just want to know, if all you said back there was true, that you'd like to get back with your sister." Steven looked at him as he said this.
***Steven's POV***
You know, he's right. I don't really want to get back at her. I can't stop hating her. Does this even make sense? I mean, I said all that stuff to get him off my case, although the stuff that happened to me was real. Should I tell him the truth? hahano.
***End of Steven's POV***
"Yes." Steven said. God he was gonna hurt that little bitch.
Steven and Peter walked into the den and Steven felt sick when he saw his sister lying on the couch, her cheek swollen. He walked over to the couch and sat at the end of the couch.
Kristin woke up and saw Steven near her and started screaming for Peter. "Daddy! Daddy! HELP!" She cried, tears coming to her eyes as she scrambled to get up. Steven reached out to calm her down but she screamed and jumped up and ran for Peter. She jumped into Peter's arms and refused to go out. "Come on, Kristin! I'm sorry! Really!" Steven cried. He reached out to hug her but she started crying really hard and Peter shook his head at Steven and mouthed to him "Wait outside". Peter took her over to the couch and gently rocked her like he had done with his neices and nephews.
"You're brother doesn't hate you, Kristin, do you know what your fa-asshole- did to him?" Peter asked gently. She looked up at him with tears in her eyes and nodded. "Yeah. He touched him. Steven did this before, you know? He told a counsler probably the same exact things he told you, complete with tears. You know what the counsler did? She put us in the same foster home, to 'get our relationship back in order'. For that 1 month, he was as nice as can be, and it all started with 'come on, Kristin, I'm sorry! Really!' then when dad had gone through re-hab and counsling we went back to living with him. Everything went back to the old ways, only Steven couldn't tell anyone. Steven beat me almost every day from that day on. He's lying, Peter! To get attention!" She cried. She rested her head on Peter's chest again and she was soon asleep again. Peter awoke her for a sec asking, "Are you hungry? You haven't eaten in a while." and she just shook her head and fell back asleep.
Peter looked into the fire and wondered what to do. He could move Steven to another group, but he didn't think that would be a good idea. If what Kristin was saying was true, that wouldn't stop him from trying to hurt her. He believed his story, but he didn't believe that he didn't hate her.
After a few more minutes he layed Kristin down gently, noticing Kristin was shivering slightly and put 2 blankets on top of her and went outside. Steven was standing against the wall just staring into space.
"Steven! We need to talk!" Peter said. Steven rolled his eyes. "What'd the litle runt say?" Peter stopped for a minute. "What is this? Split personality disorder?" He muttered to himself. "What?" Steven asked. "Nothing."
"What do you want?" Steven demanded. "I just want to know, if all you said back there was true, that you'd like to get back with your sister." Steven looked at him as he said this.
***Steven's POV***
You know, he's right. I don't really want to get back at her. I can't stop hating her. Does this even make sense? I mean, I said all that stuff to get him off my case, although the stuff that happened to me was real. Should I tell him the truth? hahano.
***End of Steven's POV***
"Yes." Steven said. God he was gonna hurt that little bitch.
