A new beginning

2| A new beginning: His true color

"Mr. Maltron I'm sorry that I'm late."

I bowed because I thought he would never believe in my plain apology.
Mr. Maltron looked at me but didn't say a word, he just had that one look that told me that my father was going to be here soon.

" Your father is coming, be prepared."

He whispered so quietly I barely could hear what he was saying but I did understand though.
I started to shake while my teacher was leaving, he wouldn't dare to stay in the room during the time I was going to get beaten up.

My father should be here anytime, I stopped trembling and started to pace back and forth around the room instead. While walking, I looked through the window once again. I didn't see the castle this time, just my own reflection in the window, I'm crying. I got shocked and walked to the wine red couch and wiped my tears. I sat down on it and touched the pillows that were on top of it, well it was just as red. I got up from the couch and got down on my knees, closed my eyes and put my hands together and started to pray. I prayed for a better life.

"Dear God, I am sorry for the sins that I will make but please let me have a peaceful life with no beating. I'm sorry for all these selfish wishes but please get me a miracle, thank you, amen."

I opened my eyes and tried to get my body up so I could stand up. I was standing in front of the couch and just felt worthless. I am twelve years old and I am already getting beaten up by my dad two days in a row. I sighed.
I just stood there and began to stare. I stared at the painting on the other side of the room, it was a sunrise painting that had the exact contrast as the real sunrise. It was so quiet that I got scared. Frankly I was scared of everything. I might be young but that doesn't mean that I wouldn't know the feeling of being lonely or sad, it felt like I could break to tiny pieces. As the thoughts surrounded my mind all over I touched the back of my head, yesterday was the day father grabbed my head and pushed it into the table until I began to bleed as a lesson.

*Slam!*

The door nearly got broken when my father closed it.
He started to yell at me and move towards me. My head was about to explode, it hurts was the only thing I could think of while he continued yelling.

"You! You worthless piece of shit! You can't even get to your classes in time even though you're homeschooled?" He said while being pissed.

He walked towards me and grabbed my arm. It hurts so much but he could care less about that. He threw me across the room, moved forwards and started to kick me. Every hit felt like my body got cut open and then he grabbed my hair, pulled me up from the stone floor and started to hit me in the face. Slapped me with all his might. I cried and screamed, even some blood came from my tearful eyes and the floor was covered in blood, it hurted so much.  Everything aches.

" Stand up and go to your room, I hope you learned a lesson." He said.

I slowly raised from the ground and started to shiver, I'm covered in bruises and scars.
I was still crying when I opened my mouth and I could barely get a single word out, just a small noise.

" Y-yes fath-er"

My voice was really shaky but somehow I managed to get out from the room while my father's gaze was all over me. I dragged my feet after me, I could barely walk. Mother was probably on the upper floor and Kodie should be in school by now. The maids and my teacher wouldn't dare to help me because Father had ordered them not to do so.

"The staircase is way too long" I mumbled.

It hurts so much that I felt dizzy and I saw the blood dripping down my face, even my legs were bleeding. The bruises were aching on my small body. I looked up to the staircase and everything got blurry, everything was spinning endlessly. It got dark, I can't see or feel anything, did I faint?
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I woke up, my first thought was how I got to the bed. I sat up, looking around me.
"I'm in my own room?" I looked at my arms that were hurting even more than before. It has bandages all over them. Someone bandaged me, but too tight and it looked kind of messy. I think it could be my little brother.

"Ugh, he saw me all bloody and in pain! How careless of me to just lay on the floor and faint!"

I put my hands to cover my eyes, I'm so sad and mad at myself for being such an idiot! How could I let Kodie see me in that state? He even tried to bandage me so it wouldn't hurt. It looked so messy, I chuckled.

"Kodie is ten and he is already looking out for me"

Meanwhile I talked my thoughts out loud, took my hands off my face and started to loosen the bandage.

*Knock knock*

I turned my gaze to the door on the other side of the room, the door opened slowly and Kodie ran fast to me and jumped into the bed and cried, he just cried and cried even more.

" Sissy you were bleeding so much, I tried to..."

His voice started to break more and more after every word that left his mouth.

"Shh, it's okay Kodie, I'm sorry you had to see such an awful sight, but I am fine now thanks to you."

I tried to hug him a bit, but it hurt so much, I held his hands and smiled, I forced smile. It will keep Kodie calm. Kodie jumped into my arms and hugged me, I tried to prevent the pain I felt just for lil bro.

"Hey Kodie, I'm fine now so do you mind going to mom and help her for a bit?"

*sigh*

"Yes sister, get better!"

I sat in my bed, watching my poor little brother leave my room while wiping his tears as he walked away.
I felt bad for him, he had to see so much blood. Kodie closed the door to my room and it got really quiet, my head hurts so much that the long silence is not a problem but I reached for a mirror on the bedside table. My arm hurt but it didn't stop me, I needed to look at my face, what if my little brother saw something horrible. I grabbed the hand mirror and watched myself, it was weird.

"There are no scars left? but I swear that I felt bruises and scars when I put my hand to my face to cover it!"

I took a closer look at my arms and legs, took off the bandage and starred. I'm just staring at my body parts that should've been bloody and covered in bruises and worse. I can't believe it, it's all healed!

"If I don't have bruises anymore, then how did it go away?"

I mumbled out loud and now I'm actually starting to get worried.

"Maybe I should get some sleep and then ask mother about it."

I stopped thinking and put my mind to rest and to fall asleep.

Hello! A bit dramatic scene don't you think?

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