Broken

Chapter Two

@toni-sam

I looked at my violin in the corner of the room where I had left it. It was the smallest instrument I played and I think it was the most soulful; playing the strings brought me happiness. Music the only thing that made me feel alive and not just a walking dead. I had this overwhelming feeling to play and I walked from the bed to the corner where I had left it. I picked it up and adjusted it to my body and started to play. I got lost in it and I felt like myself again.

The sound of crashing and glass breaking made me stop, hands trembling, heart racing and palms begin to be clammy. I placed the violin on the bed and cautiously made my way down the stairs. I looked around to see what had occurred but the sound wasn't from the living room so I crept to the kitchen. There my mother was on her knee tears staining her face and picking up shattered glass. Why was she crying? After the accident my mother had to be the strongest person in our house. I was in a coma for weeks.

I bent down to help her. "Let me help you." I knelt beside her; she looked up frightened and wiped away her tears.

"Della liebling I didn't see you there." She sniffled and plastered her mother smile. That heart warming smiles that reassured you of her love for you, even after all the hell you put her through.

"Just came down to see what was for breakfast." I said icily.

"We are having eggs, bacon, toast and pancake." She stood up disposing of the pieces of glasses in her hand and I did the same. She looked up at me with that look I knew all too well and hated from the depth of my stomach the look of sympathy. "Did you sleep well?" she asked, they all know I can't sleep for more than ten minutes. I was even given sleeping pills but it didn't work it just made the nightmare flush in at once and it terrified me to sleep. Insomnia my therapist diagnosed.

"Yea like a rock." I lied, sleep, such a fantasy.

"That's terrific. Go take your shower and breakfast will be ready by the time you return." She smiled with a deep sigh, we all were hiding emotions. I did what she said and found myself back in my room peeling off my clothes and stepping into the shower. The warmth of the water prickled my skin as it made its way from my head to my toes. I washed my hair and my body. I stepped out my towel wrapped around my hair and my body and I looked for appropriate attire to wear. Well today it's going to be black and purple. I unwrapped the towel and dried my body and looked for my undergarments, I took out purple to compliment my black. I slid the matching garment over my body, lotion my skin, and put on another pair of black jeans, purple blouse, wig and contacts and my black leather jacket and I was set.

I made my way downstairs and to the kitchen where my mother was cooking up a storm. I was hypoglycemic and had to eat on a regular to keep my energy up. I sat at the kitchen counter about ready to devour my food and the doorbell rang. I looked at my mother and she rushed to open the door and I craned my neck to see who it was but my line of vision was blocked and I just went back to eating.

"Do you want to come in?" my mother asked the visitor.

"Yes the bus will be here very soon but they do wait for the regulars." The visitor explained and I guess it was Maria. The door closed and I heard footsteps come towards the kitchen and I served myself some more food.

"Daniella, Maria is here so you have to hurry." My mother said and I pushed the plate of newly served food away, I can't eat when I am rushed.

"I'm done." I said wiping my mouth with a napkin.

"No, you can finish your breakfast we have at least fifteen minutes until the bus arrives." Maria explained, with a little smile.

"No I'm full." I lied as she looked at the plate of food that I had pushed away. "It was my second serving." I explained and rose from the stool. "I'll go get my bag and we can be on our way." I told her as I climbed the stairs to my room. Once in there I washed my mouth out, didn't want to have that breakfast breath, I looked over myself in the mirror and everything was in contact all was good so took up my bag and was back downstairs.