Jay's POV
She started sliding down the wall gripping her temples, I couldn't stand my mother yelling anymore so I shushed her and walked towards Krystal. My mother followed me, she was right on my heel, and yet she still didn't stop talking. I grabbed Krystal's small frame and lifted her to rest in my arms. "Don't you ever try and overpower your brother just because he says something you don't like!" she continued to scream.
"WILL YOU STOP TALKING PLEASE MOTHER!" I screamed, by this point I was done, she needed to shut up. It was hurting Krystal. I watched the hurt show in her eyes , "I'm sorry, " I mumbled as I took Krystal to my room. She took her fingers and tangled them in the back of my hair, and every time she felt pain she'd grip my hair but never pull it.I brought her into my room and laid her carefully on the bed but every time I'd pull away from her she'd grip tighter on my hair. Then at one point she began to drop her arms, I could tell she was slipping away. I didn't even bother changing clothes, cause I don't think school will be necessary tomorrow. I slid into the bed behind her and pulled her closer to my body, you could tell she was cold, and I wrapped my arm around her waist and kissed her neck, "Good night thickums" she hummed, and shortly after fell asleep. She was peaceful at night when nothing could bother her or upset her, she was just dormant. Her face had child like features while sleeping making her 10x's more adorable than before.
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I was jolted awake when Krystal's body started to shake, not the 'it's cold' shake like the 'I'm having a seizure' shake. I scanned her face for any signs that she was in pain or in fact having a seizure, the only expression that crossed her face was peaceful sleep. But her body said otherwise, so I tried to wake her. "Krystal," I said lightly pushing her forward. The shaking stopped. I turned her on her other side so she could see me. She felt the change and almost instantly tangled her fingers in my hair. She started pulling; it was gradual at first then she started to get aggressive. Here face started to turn into a deep frown and her breathing unleveld. She straddled my side and I conformed underneath her, she clung to me, then placed her head in the crook of my neck, "Krystal what's wrong?" I heard nothing in return. "Krystal?" Nothing.I thought she might respond to my touch, since her body is already wrapped around me, so I placed my hands on her sides, and she let out an ear splitting scream. Tears streamed down her face making my neck and shirt wet. Every part of her body was pressed up against mine, her arms were cutting off some of the circulation in my neck. She took in a sharp breath of air and continued to scream, but the scream didn't last long; it turned into a deep sob. She kept repeating "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" over and over again. I tried to calm her down, "You don't have to apologize, shh". "I do.*sob* I didn't know she would get the cops involved. I'm sorry daddy.*sob* Next time I'm all yours just don't hurt Brittney. Please". These words terrified me. Her dad hurt her? Used her? Did the cops arrest him? Who is 'she'?