Chapter One
Photo of Carolyn on the right.
I was running home from school I hoping I would get into the safety of my bedroom before my so called Father arrived home. I could hear my heart pounding in my ears as my black Doc Martens hit the concreted path with force, before I knew it the shoe lace I had forgotten to tie up back at school had caused me to wobble resulting with me landing on my knees. Looking down at my freshly bleeding knees I continued my run home.
I could see the old beaten up brown Holden in the driveway as my small white house came into view. That is when I realized I could have to be extremely sneaky to make it past my Father. As I entered the front door I tried to bolt towards the staircase leading to my bedroom but it seems luck once again was not on my side today.
“Carolyn where do you think you are going?” I turned around back into the lounge room to see my Father staggering towards me with a half drunken bottle of whisky.
“I have homework to do, I was g-going to start it so I would have time to make us dinner.” My heart dropped when he smirked; now in front of me looking at me with so much hatred and disgust.
“Us you say? I think I will be the only one to eat dinner tonight, don’t you think you are fat enough Carolyn? I mean look at you!” With that said a cold rough hand connected with my face, making me crumble to the floor. I tried not to whimper as he pulled me up by my hair and told me to start on dinner and forget my homework for tonight.
Tonight hadn’t been the worst of his drunken madness and I was glad. My Father had taken it pretty hard when my second oldest Brother; Kaiden died in an accident yet I survived. I had ran away from home that day and it started to rain heavier and heavier, Kaiden knew I had severe asthma so he came out to look for me. We hadn’t seen the oncoming car in the other direction as it hit us with full impact and tore our car through the skies. He died at the hospital and I? I came out with a broken leg and a few cuts and bruises here and there. You would think your parents would be glad at least one of your children survived such a terrible accident but no from that day on I was sentenced as the Devil’s spawn.
My eldest Brother Jinxx is out following his dream as a rock star in a band called Black Veil Brides, he didn’t know about the abuse and I refuse to tell him. Jinxx’s band is hitting the top ranked band in the rock alternate industry and I cannot ruin his dream because I am not strong enough to handle a few punches. He calls almost every week wondering how Phoebe and I are doing with high-school and how I am doing in a house full of preppy human beings that have no regard for the alternate side.
Phoebe is my twin by birth, defiantly not by looks. She is you particular blonde cheerleader and most popular girl at school, it’s ironic really when you see me with my ‘gothic’ appearance of bright scene lilac and sky blue hair, snake bites and black clothing. We are two complete opposites and she likes for everyone at school to know that meaning while she is head of the school grounds, I am sitting at the bottom with the school’s rodents.
My Father adores his little girl even though I am now the youngest in the house. She is everything he wanted, and she is a complete reminder of how Mum looked when she was a teenager. Although her grades are not all perfect A’s her abilities and talents in cheerleading make up for that. Phoebe hardly gets beaten because she is Daddy’s little angel that I cover up for and take on her beatings. Even though she is the eldest twin she refuses to take on the responsibilities to protect me, even though she treats me like garbage I cannot stand to see her get hurt which is why I take her beatings on so often. And she appreciates that, Phoebe is always the one to attend to my injuries after Father so in a sense that is her way of showing she does care about me even if she doesn’t show it too often.
After my confrontation with my Father I walked into the kitchen and started dinner, taking small bites of cut up vegetables so I couldn’t completely starve to death. “How bad are they this time Car?” I turned around to see Phoebe sitting on top of the counter staring down sadly at me.
“Phoebes its fine, it will probably only be a small bruise I can cover with concealer.” Phoebe didn’t look all that convinced but nodded and proceeded to help me cut up vegetables for dinner.
After a few minutes of silence Phoebe jumped up “I completely forgot to tell you but Jinxx said he would call you tonight, he has some big news for you.” I looked up from the carrot I was pealing and starred at Phoebe with curiosity.
“What kind of news?” Phoebe laughed and stopped cutting the broccoli into pieces.
“I guess you shall have to wait till Jinxx calls you, I promise you it shall be the best news you have heard all year!”
“Are they coming back down? Please say they are, I have missed them so much.” Phoebe smirked at that comment.
“Are you sure you just haven’t missed Andy?” I gasped and stared at Phoebe with wide eyes. “Oh come on Sis it isn’t that hard to see there is some chemistry between you and Andy. You have both known each other for years now and he is Jinxx’s best friend, why not go out with him yet?!” She shoved me with her elbow making me drop the knife I was cutting my newly pealed carrot with.
“WHAT WAS THAT?” I looked up at Phoebe in fear that Father might come out and see Phoebe helping, I signalled for her to go get a drink while I continued dinner. Father entered the kitchen as Phoebe just finished pulling out the creaming soda from the fridge.
“I-I am sorry, I-I just dropped the knife on accident.” He just huffed and walked over to me; sticking his board shoulders out in an attempt to intimidate me and it worked. I cowered away in the corner of the bench hoping it would put some distance between us.
“I thought you knew to be quite.” The distance closed between us as his whisky filled breath hit my face.
“I-I p-promise I will be Father, i-it was just an accident.” I took a quick glance at Phoebe who was pouring the creaming soda very slowly into a tall glass.
“Ha Phoebe won’t save you Carolyn, unlike you she isn’t some little filthy s**t. Phoebe please leave me and your Sister alone for the moment.” Phoebe hesitated before leaving her drink on the counter and walking up the stairs towards her room. I felt a short sting across my lip as I tasted that familiar irony taste. I tumbled to the floor now starring in fear and pain at my black Doc Martens that were now covered in blood as it continued to drip from the corner of my mouth. For the second time that day I was dragged to my feet by my hair where his rock hard fist connected with my stomach multiple times making me cough out blood as I winced at the new blaring pain from my stomach. My vision started to blur and breathing became a struggle as I heard Black Veil Bride’s song Carolyn; ANDY! My Father let me drop to the floor and walked out the kitchen but not before saying “You got lucky this time Carolyn”.
I wheezed as I answered the phone “A-Andy” I coughed new blood up as I stumbled up the stairs only to tumble back down them. A laugh irrupted from out in the lounge room as I laid on my back coughing and spluttering up blood.
“Carolyn are you okay?! Answer me damn it!” I looked down at my phone before it was torn from my hands by Phoebe who whispered for Andy to help. And that was the last thing I remember before everything went black.
