Beauty And Beast

Chapter:2

At the dinner table no one spoke a word, I noticed my mothers eyes were a lil red an puffy.
Has she been crying? I thought to my self, I stared at my food pushing a potatoes slice around on the plate sighing heavily, thinking of some kind of way to breaks to the silence.

" Sibella, darling..." My father said I looked up at him.
" Me and your mother love you very much"
"So much"
My mother added in.
" and I love you guys too " I said stirring up as smile, but I knew deep down something just wasn't right. My father opened his mouth as if he were to say something than closed it and squeezed his eyes tightly shut as if he was hurting internally, my mother broke into weeping.
I stood up at the table defensive and scared.
" What's going on..?" I ask eerily.
" Sibella I'm so sorry." my father broke down weeping as well, I was so lost an confused.
Why were they crying?..was everything okay?... Will everything be Okay?...
I began to tremble
I trembled the same way I trembled when my ex would scream and hit me and hurt me. "Mom... Dad...please tell me what's going on" I begged my eyes growing moist from seeing there dripping water fall faces.

" Sibella, I have tried to protect you from the things I do, I hope one day you will forgive me." My fathered cried getting up from the table and coming to me pulling me close hugging me.
" Please tell me what's happening"
I refused to hug him until I knew what entirely was going on.
" I have... To give you away" my father said, my eyes widened

" What do you mean?" I pulled away from him, he Let go.
" The man I borrowed money from, he's the boss in the valento mob." My father
" I don't have enough money to pay him back, Sibella and he said if I give you to him all my debt will be paid off." I just nodded like I said I would so anything for my family, I went to my to and began to pack my stuff. My mother and father just sat at the dinner table filled with sadness.

All that was left was my pillow, blanket, and fresh clothes for tomorrow. I plopped on my bed staring up at the ceiling trying to rest my mind. I rolled on my left side facing a wall curling up closing my eyes.
" Sibella... You still awake "
I heard my father asked as he opened my door. I sat up, Giving him a faint smile. He came in all the way holding a knife.
" I don't know if it'll make you feel any better,but I was wondering if you wanted to play a game for old time sake."

My smile widened. I knew this game better than any body, my father an I played it all the time
I took my lap off my night stand and placed my hand on the top, he handed me the knife and sat beside me on the bed.
Taking the knife I placed it on the outside area of my thumb.
" Ready?" My father smiled
I nodded and began stabbing the knife in between the spaces of my fingers. First I would hit in between my thumb and index, than stab the area behind my thumb, than I would go and stab between the space between my index and middle finger and so on and so forth. The name if this game as you may know is the knife game or five finger fillet, but I call it the knife game (cause it sounds cooler).
Being very successful in not stabbing my fingers or hand, my father chuckled "Do you remember how the song went?"
His question made me giggle as I nod
" Oh, I have all my fingers, the knife goes chop chop chop, if I miss the spaces in between my fingers will come off, And if I hit my fingers the blood will soon come out, but all the same I play this game cause that's what Its all about" I sped up stabbing the spaces in between my fingers

" Chop, Chop, Chop, Chop, Chop, Chop, Chop, Chop, I'm picking up the speed and if I hit my fingers my hand will start to bleed"

I stabbed the knife into the night stand my father clapped for me, he took the knife and started to play going faster that I could ever go we laughed and giggled. When our playful time subsided he lifted my chin " I know you don't want to go, but promise me one thing" I nodded.
" don't you ever stop smiling"