Seral and I have always been together through thick and thin. We eat together, sleep in the same room, know each others secret's, hell! We were born together though I'm older by two minutes. Dad left mom when she was three months pregnant with us. He left because he found a much prettier, not pregnant, girl and the fact mom wouldn't abort us.
Were were born on January second at one A.M. So mom didn't get that big prize you get when you have kids on the first because those kids for some reason are special. We were also born with a rare disease called Anophthalmia, the disease is when you're born with no eyes, skin is usually where the eyes should be, but we didn't even have that. When we opened our eyes for the first time they were just holes, but for some reason, we could still see. We were often picked on for it, kids are mean to things they don't understand.
Mom started selling herself for food when we were two months old, or so I was told. Whenever she did sleep with another guy, she always came home crying, but as soon as she saw us her tears would fade away and she sing us the sweetest lullaby and would also read to us, I couldn't help but think that she deserved so much better.
I began speaking at five months old and my brother started speaking at one year old, That's when I started realizing that my brother might be slower than the other kids, or I was just more intelligent. At age three I had the mind of a first grader and my brother had the mind of a three-year-old, Mom didn't have a mind, she lost it a long time ago, but for some reason she still cared about us and did her best to make sure we had happy lives, she lived for us and that made her happy.
At age four mom got a new boyfriend, at night, I would hold my brother as he cried because mom's new boyfriend had anger issues, if I was strong enough at the time I would hurt him like he hurt her and maybe do worse. Once my brother and I were playing tag in the house and I ran into the coffee table. When I did, his stupid expensive touchscreen phone fell to the floor and my brother accidentally stepped on it. He did that right in front of him. Mom's boyfriend ran over and shove my brother out of the way, falling to the ground he started to cry, I instantly ran over and picked him up, hugging him to my chest as I ran my fingers through his hair, trying to cheer him up. Mom's boyfriend's phone was cracked, he started cursing as he came over to where my brother and I were sitting. I saw this and grabbed my brothers hand pulling him up and made a start towards the apartment door that leads out to the molding hallway. I yanked the door open and shoved him out there and told him to run to the thirteenth floor and to apartment number 13-6 because that's where mom was, I told him I was going to stay at our apartment to buy him some time. He was about to protest why, but before he could I slammed the door in his face. Just as I was about to turn around and run to the bedroom we all share, that pathetic excuse for a man picked me up from my neck with his sausage fingers and held me against the wall. Safe to say I got the beating of a lifetime then. When mom came back with my brother she found me my left leg was broken shattered, I was bleeding from my nose and mouth, I think my whole body was tinted a yellowish and purplish color. Mom apologized over and over again as she held my brother and me in her arms rocking back and forth, Searl was crying and apologizing too for leaving me but I wasn't angry about it because my brother was safe and mom was sorry and I knew that one day I would make this disgusting man pay for even trying to hurt my brother and for hurting mom. Yet, after all, that went down, she told me we need him around so we could have food, water, and somewhere to live, I was far beyond pissed, but I didn't complain, I would just have to take a few more beatings for my brother, I would never let him get hurt.
We never enrolled in kindergarten at the age of five because Mom's boyfriend was super against the vaccinations we needed in order to go to school. So, I often found myself going to the library and trying to learn things myself so I could teach my brother, I wouldn't forgive myself if he fell behind the other kids because of Mom's mindless mind and stupid ass boyfriend.
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Genus Autem Monstra's Et Eroum Amicis,
FantasyTwin's, Toris and Seral, move in with their new parents, with new things, and a new start. They never had life easy. So, maybe having this new start might change their luck, but no matter where they seem to go their bad luck fallows and, maybe, just...