Abused till' Death

Day 40

I woke up in my bed at home and saw my brother next to me asleep. That doofus. He fell asleep waiting for me to wake up. I got up and walked out into the living room and saw boxes everywhere. I went into the kitchen and grabbed a cup and poured myself apple juice. I felt arms wrap around me. I looked around to see who it was, but before I could I heard his voice.

" Are you ready to go?" He asked. I turned around and saw a man with black hair, emerald green eyes, and he was very tall. I looked at this stranger in a mean way. He looked down at me and patted my back.

" Nevermind. I guess you dont know yet." He said. I slowly walked away back to my room. I saw my brother, still asleep and wondered what that man meant. I crawled back into the comforts of my sheets and closed my eyes. Then I remembered. The guest room. It had proof I was beaten! I could call the police and get that bitch arrested!

I smiled and left my bed again. I walked down the hallway and into the room. There was still blood stains on the white carpet. It looks like someone tried scrubbing it off because it was smeared. I took a picture on my phone and walked quietly back into my room.

I snaked under the sheets and waited for my brother to wake up. He looked so peaceful. I sung a song for a little while and then my brother woke up.

" Oh. You're awake." He said. " You should sit up for what I'm about to tell you." He continued. I left the warmth of my sheet for the third time and sat up.

" What's wrong?" I said. I knew what was wrong with him. He is going to say mom is arrested and that we are moving.

" We are moving." He said. He stopped talking. Isn't there more?

" And?" I asked. He looked at me and then nodded *no* and looked down. That means she could be in this house. She can hurt me again! I looked down at my arms and saw marks from where she hit me.

" They never arrested her. That's why we are moving." He said. I looked at him in horror and felt a shiver go down my spine.

" N-No. She cant..... No." I said scared. I could barely make out the words because I was shivering so bad. I grabbed my brothers hand and squeezed. " Why didn't they arrest her?!" I yelled. My brother jumped when I said that.

" She escaped." He said. I yelled more.

" Well do they have a good idea where she is?!" I yelled again. He looked at me with sadness in his eyes and lowered his head. I was shocked. They have no idea where that brat is?! So stupid. I can't believe they get payed.

" You should get something to eat. There is Fruit Loops on the counter." He said. I got up and peeled my hand out of his. I opened the door and left the room. I walked into the kitchen and saw the man I saw earlier sitting in a stool at the counter.

" What are you still doing here?" I said in a mad tone. I took a bowl out of the cabinet and milk out of the fridge. Normally mom would make pancakes and bacon. I dropped the milk jug and fell to the floor. I put my head in my hands and leaned against the cabinet for support. The Butler came out and started cleaning it up. My brother came running from the room.

" Are you okay?" He asked. He tried helping me up and sat me at the kitchen counter with the man.

" So you told her?" The man asked. My brother looked at him then replied.

" No."