Project: Sunshine

29- (S) To My Sister

Warning: Sexual content, Mentions of abuse and pedophilia, SA
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The birds chirped happily outside, Stella watched as Cherri cleaned the living room. She pulled out books, checking the titles, saying something about it, the author or how old it was, or even how many times she'd read it.

Stella had her chin placed onto her hand, breathing in softly. She blinked when Cherri pulled out a book, she saw in bold words Novella Rophur.

"I forgot I put this here." Cherri sat it down on the TV stand, Stella got to her feet as Cherri moved onto another area of the room. Stella picked the book up, her fingers glided down the hardcover. It was a girl on a stage but her figure was black due to the lighting. Stella knew it wasn't the trick of the light when she saw her sister's name on it.

Stella opened it and flipped past the first few pages.
"How do people write autobiographies?" It continued, " I'm not sure. My story isn't even over yet. But who should wait to tell their story?"

Stella backed away from the stand with the book in her hands, sitting back down on the couch. "I was born March 6th, 2002. My mother, Veronika Skylur, died when she gave birth to me. My father is Josiah Rophur. When I was four years old, he got a girlfriend, Katherine Fern. This woman is the mother of my sister, Estella Rophur, and my now-deceased brother, Miles Rophur." Stella felt her mouth get dry as she continued, "She was a druggie, an alcoholic, a terrible mother. And if you haven't gotten the clue, she was abusive. It started as words full of venom, then insults and swears, then she got physical."

"I was only eight when she first laid her hands on me. It was a slap, just a slap. But it held a much deeper meaning than just a slap. It was just the beginning." Stella chewed on her lip, Ella had been talking to her while she watched Cherri clean but ever since Stella started reading, Ella went silent. "Punches, kicks, anything to bring me to the ground, to get me to submit to her and what she wanted. This caused the first breakup between her and my father. Before he started drinking all the time. They got back together that same year when I was ten. Four years later it only got worse, my father joined in on the beatings, they weren't as frequent and only happened when I did something he didn't like."

"Which didn't entail a whole lot, he was chill, and laid back, for the most part. I always loved my father, nothing could stop that. For Katherine, I wish I could love her, I did love her. But she was never my mother."

Stella shook her head, she really couldn't believe she was reading this. She didn't feel like she should be reading this.

"When I was fourteen, I got into vaping and all sorts of drugs, whether it be weed like every other kid at my high school did or something special my dealer whipped up."

Stella swallowed a lump that started developing in her throat, Could Nova even write this?

"I struggled with this till I was seventeen and almost died from an overdose. I went to rehab till I was eighteen. When I was sixteen, my sister attacked me."

Shit.

"I called for her to be taken away to the moonlight prison, she was Phenomesian and I thought it would help her. Save her."

Are you fucking kidding me?

"I was wrong."