Amaryllis dream~
"I told you to stay outside today" Warner grumbled.
"No! It's your 10th birthday brother I wanted to protect you!" I argue.
"I don't need protecting."
"Ugh your so annoying" I mutter. The swing I'm on let's out a big creak.
"Father is so mean! We deserve better. You should be Commander!" I shouted. I shouted it to loud. Warner just stands there frozen. I feel the swing come to a stop and then someone tear me off the swing by my hair.
"You wanna see mean? You really wanna see who runs this place?" Dads here. I get thrown to the floor and mud gets under my nails and in my hair. Warner runs to my side helping me up.
"Put her down" Father demands
"No." I try to pull away. I don't want Warner to get hurt. Not again this is his day. " Fucking put her down or else." Father snaps. "Brother please.."
"I'm not putting her down." Warner snaps back. Father goes right infront of his face and slaps him.
"Honey!" Moms running outside trying to stop us. Mom freezes in fear, Warner stumbles back. Father has a kitchen knife. He was ready to kill me.
I wake in a cold sweat. I jerk up, breathing hard. I look around to look at my clock. "4:30 it's time to get ready." I mumble to myself. I walk to the bathroom ready to take a shower and I look down at my thigh. One massive scar from the day. I thought I was going to die. I remember alot from that day but I never remember hearing a sorry from my father for trying to kill me. But to be honest I never expected a sorry and I know I will never get one.
I turn on the shower, walk in and let the hot water hit my back and trail along my spine. I get soap lather it in my hair then rinse it out then let the water contine to trail along my spine. I relize that I woke up late and should probably hop out of the shower so I do and dry off. I wash my face and put on a random dress. I trail to the kitchen with my wet hair dripping down my back. I dig through the cabinets looking for a coffee pod. As I found some I go to grab it but knock down salt and it makes a loud smack on the ground and the bottle bust open.
"You good little flower?" My brother walks in the kitchen half awake.
"Yeah I just drop something."
"Damn. Ok well clean that up." Warner flicks the back of my head then walks away. I sweep up the mess quickly then throw it all away. I put the coffee pod in the machine and place a mug underneath it.
The coffee machine makes a loud growl noise right before finishing up. I grab the mug and step outside to sit on the porch and think about life before father left to the capital. I try to remember things mom said to me before she fell miserably ill.
I remember the night after my dad tried to kill me. I was crying in my mom arms and Warner was sitting awkwardly next to us. My mom told me to breathe and not to cry and everything was okay. I asked 'why should I stop crying I could have died. I should have died'. She whispered in my ear 'Because I crumble completely when you cry '
That night really fucked me up. I can't have someone go behind me with out flinching. Speaking of which Warner opens the front door and steps forward.
I flinch then he lets out a sharp sigh. He sits down right next to me with a coffee mug in his hands and says nothing.
We finish our coffees and I go to wash my mug out but Warner cuts me off
"We have to hurry"
"Oh ok"
I scurry into the kitchen to wash out my mug and remember if I wanted I could literally stay home. I turn around to face my brother "Hey Warner I think I'm just gonna stay home for a little until like 2pm"
"Ok but I'm sending a guard to check on you." Warner says.
"Oh my god I don't need someone to check on me!"
"Yeah sure. I don't trust you, you'll burn the god damn house down"
I roll my eyes and walk to my room slamming the door behind me. Warner leaves shortly after. I go to throw on some sweat pants and a random long-sleeved shirt.
