Sam was crying again, where was dad? I sighed and rolled out of bed and winced when my feet hit the floor. It was so cold. I walked next door to his bed room and picked him out of his cot and sat in the couch next to it. Sammie was about 7 months old now. I looked down at him. “Please be quiet” and rocked him gently. Just then I remember mum always sings him a song when he won’t shut up. I thought of every song I knew but only one could be good enough for my brother, and so I sang.
“Hush little brother, don't say a word, Cassies gonna buy you a mockingbird. And if that mockingbird won't sing, Cassies gonna buy you a diamond ring. And if that diamond ring turns to brass, Cassies gonna buy you a looking glass. And if that looking glass gets broke, Cassies gonna buy you a Billy goat. And if that Billy goat won't pull, Cassies gonna buy you a cart and bull. And if that cart and bull turn over, Cassies gonna buy you a dog named Rover. And if that dog named Rover won't bark, Cassies gonna buy you a horse and cart. And if that horse and cart fall down, you’ll still be the sweetest little brother in town!”
His crying had stopped but he was still awake, I stood up and went to put him back in his cot when dad walked in a turned the light on.
“Oh what a good little girl Cassie” Dad’s words had slurred and he looked funny.
Sam had started crying again, I sighed and put him back in his cot and let him cry.
“Why are you still up?” dad was starting to scare me, I only just noticed he had blood coming out of his lip.
“I only just got up to put Sammie back to sleep” I told him.
“You’ve been a good girl to me Cassie, you know ever since mummy slipped with a knife in her hand” he took a wobbled step towards me and hiccupped.
Run you stupid girl.
“W- What?” I said speaking to both the voice in my head and my Daddy.
“You’ve been a good girl” he bent don’t and touch my leg to close for me to like a squeeze really tight.
I said RUN you stupid child RUN!
I snatched my leg away and ducked away from him and ran into my room and locked the door, Meow Meow lay on my bed old and grey. I could hear Dad get up and walk outside and I sat there crying with Sam who was in the next room.
He’s going to hurt you, you know.
I gasped “who -who are you?” I asked terrified
I’m Lilium. Get used to me.
