Unstable

Chapter 2

The Light that is missing

I hope that you enjoyed the last chapter the song was Crying my name by Seven Day Sonnet, I thought it would complement the atmosphere. I will add a few songs in the mix and try and post on Fridays, or whenever I can. A big thank you to Water Lander you are amazing.

Ichigo looked over towards his bedridden sister, her waist length black hair uncombed and messy. It had been almost a month since she attempted suicide and so far, Alex had refused to leave her room. Sighing in defeat, Ichigo turned away from Alexandra. If she wasn't going to explain what had happened then he would have to force it out.

"Alexandra, what happened during that time you were gone," he asked as her cobalt blue eyes met his amber brown.

"I don't want to talk about it with you, younger brother. It will only upset you and disappoint father," she stated flatly as Ichigo angrily shook his head.

"Cut the proper speaking shit, I want to know what happened to you. Alex, I want you to be back to normal," Ichigo said as Alex turned to face the window a sad sigh escaping her lips.

"Get dad, I don't want to explain this twice and after I tell you don't even think about telling Byakuya," she snapped as he raised an eyebrow at her.

She always let the Kuchiki know about secret things before he or Isshin did. Something was different. Standing up, Ichigo glanced over to Alexandra, her eyes glassy and fallen. 'Just get dad and then I can find out what happened. If this has something to do with that barstard, Hizomayaka, he is going to pay,' he thought silently as he walked to the living room, thoughts of silent fear and anger coursing through his brain.

Alex intently as footsteps could be heard coming towards the door. She needed to get this out in the open, well maybe not officially out but within the family. Secrets are a burden to have, always making sure that no one knows about what you are trying to hide. It was driving her to the brink of insanity. But now the question was: what her father and brother would think of her. Disappointed? Protective? She honestly didn't know but it was best now to make assumptions, that would just set her up for something unexpected. Suddenly, the door opened, showing Isshin and Ichigo their faces filled with worry.

"What did you want to talk about Alexandra?" her father asked as she turned to face the window.

"I wanted to talk about it and why it happened," she said as Ichigo sat down, his legs turning to jelly with the memory.

"When I left all those months ago, I was with the person I thought that I loved. The relationship went smoothly for a few months, a few arguments over nothing. I should of listened when is friend told me to leave him. He may seem sweet, Alexandra but he is nothing more than a user, leave him now I beg you before he hurts you and leaves you to pick up the pieces, he told me. Of course I was foolish and didn't listen and I paid the price. It was a Saturday night and he came in drunk; I remember him slapping me across the face and kicking me across the room but after that it was a blur. When I awoke, I saw him passed out across the kitchen floor. I tried to stand but I couldn't, my leg was trapped under the microwave. Then I looked at the floor, blood- my blood- covered it. I couldn't sleep for days after that, seeing my own blood so clearing presented over the white floor like paint on canvas. Blow after blow knocking me back now onto the ground, never once did I stand up to him. It was only when he came into my room and raped me did, I stand up. It took him by surprise, for someone that he thought was weak to rise up from the mud to become a stronger being. After I beat him, I ran, I ran back to here. But the past isn't as easy to forget as it seems, I still had nightmares of what happened and it was driving me mad. So I did what I thought was necessary, kill myself. I wasn't going to become a burden and the stress was killing me already. But you brought me back and for some reason I still feel like it was all my fault. The suicide. The rape. The abuse. All my fault, I understand if you are angry or upset. Just don't lie about your feelings and I beg of you don't let any one else know. Please," Alex pleaded her eyes laced with tears and shoulders sagged.

Her father got up and hugged her as she cried into his arms, he had no right to ask who this man was or pressure any answers out of her. The fact that she had just opened up to him was one thing but keeping it a secret was another. At that moment, he saw the missing pieces fit in. Love. Abuse. Rape. Suicide. But he felt there was more to come, a lot more if it was to restore the light that was missing in the life.