Fade Into Nothingness

Prologue

Three years ago...

"Stop! Please!" My mother pleads.

"No! You brought this upon yourself!" My father yells.

He's beating her mercilessly with a belt and his face expressionless. I close my eyes and cover my face to avoid watching this horror.

The beating stops and I'm relieved, but that feeling of relief is immediately replaced with terror as I hear footsteps walking towards me. I curl up into a ball, on the floor, and ready myself for the beating I'm about to get. I feel his hands grab me by the wrists, pulling my hands away from my face.

"Open your eyes little girl," he says, calmly.

I'm trying to open them but I can't, I don't want to see his face any longer.

"I said open your eyes!" His calm voice being replaced with his angry one.

When this side of him makes an appearance, I already know what's going to happen next. I hear the leather scrunch and I know he's wrapping the belt around his hand.

I'm waiting for the belt to hit me, biting hard on my teeth, hoping it comes soon, because the anticipation is worse than the actual pain.

And the belt hits me.
Again.
And again.
And again.

I scream in pain, still keeping my eyes shut.
I don't want to see his face. I'd rather see pitch black for the rest of my miserable life than see his face.

The sharp tingling pain is something I'm not unfamiliar to. I've been through it so many times that I've become used to it, pain. I embrace it. Because pain is the only thing I've ever felt in my entire life, and I figured feeling something is better than nothing.

"No hit me! Leave her alone!" My sister yells.

'Amanda. No. Please. Just stay out of this.'
I try to say these words but they won't come out. Before I could do anything to stop it, I hear the belt hitting flesh, and my sister's scream.

"You should've kept your pretty little mouth shut!" He yells, still hitting her with the belt.

He's heartless! He's beating my older sister, who is only sixteen, right in front of me! How could he find enjoyment in seeing pain being inflicted upon others? Upon his daughters? Upon his wife?

I cry and cry until I can't any longer.
But something odd captures my attention.

The screaming stopped.

I finally open my eyes and look around me. My mother is curled up into a ball and rocking back and forth. I scan the room for my father, and he's no where to be seen. I feel my anxiety decrease with the thought of him being gone. I look around the room, searching for Amanda.

I run back and forth towards the living room, her bedroom, and then the kitchen.

And that's when I saw it.

Red.
All I see is red.
Pooling around my sister.

"Amanda!" I yell, my voice weak and worn out.

I run towards her bruised and wounded body.

"Amanda! No! No. Please don't leave me," I plead.

"I-I lo-"

"No don't say anything it's fine, you're fine!" I'm holding her in my arms, while she's struggling to breathe.

"I love you so much." she says, tears streaming down her face, "You're the strongest person I know, take care of yourself and mom okay?"

Please. Don't. Go.

"Okay."

And with that, she stops breathing all together. I watch as her pupils dilate. I watch as she dies in my arms.

I kiss her forehead and close her eyes. Tears are streaming down my face as my mother rocks back and forth, transfixed. At that moment, I knew that I would be the one to take the upper hand. That I would be the one taking care of her, instead of her taking care of me.

I hear the doors open, snapping me back to reality.

The last thing I saw was the police entering my house and asking for a medic.

I lose consciousness and all I see is pitch black.

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Hey readers! I'm starting from scratch and re doing the whole book, of course some parts will stay the same, but I just didn't like how the book was turning out and how it began. I felt like it needed more, so I'll try to fix that in this version. Thank you for reading and hopefully you guys like this part:) please comment and vote!
Thank you all so much :) -amateurwriter19