"Amerea! Get your slut of a face down here!" An angry shout from my mother woke me up.
I immediately ran down stars which obviously was not a good idea with all this bruises not yet healed and some tiny bit of broken ribs i guess.
"M-Ma'am." I called out as soon as I reached the kitchen where I heard the shout coming from.
There she is standing over there looking at those expensive plates now ruined in front of her.
Heck, what happened? Did someone throw out some tantrums?
"You Slut! How can you be so gullible and ruin this plates! You know how expensive this is!" She shouted.
I lowered my head down a little more not muttering a word because I know she wouldn't believe me.
"What!? Why don't you explain!" She shouted again.
"Ma'am-" I was about to say something when someone cut me off.
"What's with the yelling Mother? Jeez it's literally 7:05 in the morning." Eve my Half sister said as she went down the stair looking up on the clock.
"This Slut ruined one of our expensive plates!" Mother said.
"Come on Mom, you literally have at least 30 of those in this house, what wrong with losing 1 of them. And after all I was the one who ruined it." She said rolling her eyes.
Her Mother looked shocked, even I am shocked. It's not that Eve is rude to me or anything but the way she talked to our mother. She loved our mother truly, but she isn't like our mother, she's nice, caring, and thoughtful to me.
She grew up with me, me being 3 at the time she was born with our mother nowhere to be found I took care of her as much as I could, well at that time I will play with her the whole day until my mother comes home and feed her while she left me there to starve. My body got used to it.
She looked a lot like our Mother, with those brown shiny eyes, long wavy black hair, her nose and lips, I think the only thing that she got from my stepfather is his Eyebrows, she got those kinda thick eyebrows, but other than that she looked exactly like my mother.
While me? I look nothing like her, long wavy brown brunette hair that almost reached my butt, thin heart shaped lips, thick eyebrows that fitted my face perfectly, pointed nose, my different colored eyes, Grey on the Left and Green on the right.
I was so deep in thoughts that I didn't notice the heated argument going on in front of me.
"HOW DARE YOU TALK TO ME LIKE THAT! I GAVE BIRTH TO YOU, YOU BITCH!" Our Mother shouted loud enough for everyone in the neighborhood to hear.
Eve didn't say anything instead she pulled me out of that house and went inside her father's car which apparently she have keys.
"EVELIA MARIE JACOB COME BACK IN HERE!" I could hear our mother shouting even with Eve driving away as fast as she could.
"Eve! Slow down!" I said scared for my life with how fast she drives right now.
She looked at me and slowed down when she saw my terrified face. She muttered a small sorry then continued driving in a decent speed.
We stopped at a restaurant to eat something because we didn't get a chance to eat breakfast at home.
While talking a little about some stuff that would make us laugh sometimes, someone with a gun came inside the restaurant.
I immediately pulled Eve under the table, the table is a little big and have a long table cover on it so they won't see us.
Or that's what I though. Apparently someone saw us going under the table and told one of the guy our place that there's a teenagers under the table.
Fuck that guy.
Someone pulled Eve out of the table. I tried reaching for her, I got a hold of her hand and tried to pull her back to me but failed when one of them shot their gun at me. It hit my arm. And another on my shoulders near the heart. I felt weak, my vision started to get blurry as my body feels like falling down.
"Ame!" I heard Eve shout as my eyelids started to close.
I heard another gunshot, i didn't feel anything. I was scared something happened to Eve.
"Eve..." That was only thing that came out of my mouth before my eyes closed.
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Their Darkest Light
RandomT H E I R D A R K E S T L I G H T She hated the Dark since she was a baby, she would cry and cry until someone holds her in their arms and open the lights only one could do that. Amerea Jacob lived with her abusive mother and stepfather for most o...