Flaws and Repercussions

Issues Pt. 1

The moment the front door closed everything went silent.

My mom was sitting at the kitchen table cutting onions. She got up to hug me and I heard her whisper "We will talk later, okay?" I nodded. After, she released me Penelope yelled "Dad, Emmaline is home!"

I heard heavy footsteps as David walked towards the kitchen. With every thud my dread grew even more. After, what seemed like forever I see his face show up in the shadows of the hallway. A clear expression of disappointment etched on his face.

"Got yourself detention, eh?" his voice loud and abrasive. I could smell the alcohol on his breathe even from the other side of the kitchen. My mom's smile immediately vanished when David showed his face.

"David. What did I tell you?" my mom told him, as she stepped away from me.
"Sascha that little thing of yours needs to be taught discipline."
"Shut up, David. You will not speak to my daughter that way."

Go mom. That's the most she has said in my defense in a month. Than I notice the slight scent of alcohol on my mother's breathe, and all of my happiness is drained.
Of course she defended me. She was drinking. Instead, of hanging around I decided to walk to my room.

I lightly push David out of my way as I walk to my room. He angrily mumbles something and almost grabs my shoulder, but I start running. I know I've only gotten him angrier, but I don't care. I run up the creaky wooden steps and hear David bang his hand on the table or the wall. Like he always does when he's drunk. I run to my room door, and open it.

I immediately drop my stuff, and throw my leather jacket onto my desk. I take a deep breathe as I shut my bedroom door. I notice that the dent in my wall is still there from Penelope launching me into it earlier. I'll have to fix it, but I don't have the energy right now.

I could hear the thoughts of my "family" from downstairs.

Ugh, Emmaline is so stupid. Trying to get onto Sebastian.
I recognize it as Penelope's thoughts and I remember that she has a huge crush on Sebastian.
That uneducated little brat, she might as well be a serf.
That's definitely David.
I'm sorry, Emmaline.
Definitely mom. If only she could say that out loud.

I don't want to focus on their thoughts anymore, but I can't. I always hear them no matter what what I say or do. I hate going to parties or anything with a large gathering of people. It's a massive overload to my brain. Especially, in indoor spaces. Everyone's thoughts in one place at the same time...the thought is getting me queasy. I should really stop throwing a private pity party.

I decide to get undressed and into my pajamas before I go back downstairs into the sea of disappointment. I can still hear their thoughts as I get undressed, but I think of unicorns (are those real?) and Ashley's cat Kaliope.
Wait. Ashley....

Shit. Now i'm getting depressed. Sebastian helped me forget about everything that happened today, but it's coming back now. I wonder what Ashley is doing right now?
I hope she's not getting raped, or murdered, or raped and murdered. I hope she's fine...

Casimir...that's the white-haired dude that took her. He called Nerium his little sister and if I remember it correctly in the tale that Sebastian told me they are in fact twins. It's pretty hard to believe. Casimir seemed so stiff and serious while Nerium was so impulsive and playful (sort of). He seems to not get along well with Nerium. I really want to punch the white off of his head. How dare he take my only-wait. I stopped while putting on my pajama bottoms.

What does that make Sebastian? I've only been thinking of Ashley as a friend. Sure I've known Sebastian longer, but I stopped hanging out with him when I met Ashley. I thought we drifted apart a little bit, but I didn't know his school or about his blackouts. No wonder he was sour when I mentioned the four psychopaths.

I continued putting on my pants as my train of thought continued. The thoughts of those under me actually sounded more muffled as my thoughts continued. I heard the phone ring and someone pick it up.

"EMMALINE!" I heard David yell from downstairs.

Oh shit.

Did he find out that I didn't go to detention? Yep. His thoughts answered that for me. I sighed as I opened the door and yelled "What?!"

"Get down here!" he replied.

Fuck.