From Dark To Ashes

From Dark To Ashes - Chapter 3

From Dark To Ashes Chapter 3

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Hey guys! I know it's been 13 days since I last posted but hey? I'm here now! This is a little shorter than normal but here's chapter three! My thanksgiving present to you all!

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I had never been so wrong in my entire life.

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"So... Mrs. Lau- I mean Mrs. Sicillia? I'm sorry if I'm stepping out of line, but although you have let me into your house, I feel it would be best if you let me continue life as it was." I spoke softly.

I got up from the table.

"Before you go, Kiraa, just know that you can come here whenever you like." Laura pressed.

"Remember, you are welcome here." Laura added.

"Okay, I will come here if its unbearable and I need a break." I whispered right before I walked out.

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-The same day-

As I walked into my home, I noticed my dad was out cold on the ground. I walked into my, for the most part, empty room and picked up my blanket. I then walked over to my father and laid the blanket on his frail unconscious body. I walked into my mom's room when I noticed she was actually home! Before I could say hello she started with:

"Kiraa, you numbskull! Why the hell were you not at home last night?! I work EVERY night just to make a living for you all-" I added, "-as a slut." She continues, "I try hard to support this family! You know what Kiraa? You should come to work with me sometime so you can see how hard I work!" My mom screams in my face.

"What?! So I can see you groping, making out, and giving blow-jobs to full grown adults that ARE NOT your lover?! No, I'd rather die!" I spat back at her face.

"Excuse me! I'm still getting enough money to support this family, that's enough for me! I've already applied you for a job at my bar so you HAVE to go with me anyways!" Mom yelled.

"Oh really?" I smirked knowing how to get out of this. "So does that mean you lied about my age? I'm 14." I calmly replied.

"No. I told them your 14." She replied now smirking.

I stayed silent. I didn't have to speak. I was just going to run awa-

"No, she's not going to be working at that slutty bar." Dad simply defended, now apparently awake.

"Oh, and you totally have a right to defend her, you no good lazy bum-of-a-husband!" Mom spat in his face.

"I just don't want my little girl to be selling her body like you do, you slutty little brat!" Dad yelled.

Oh really, you know what?! You forgot to sign this!!" Mom screamed as she threw papers at dad's face.

I knew what they were. They were simply divorce papers. I saw mom and dad arguing about how it's finally time to divorce, but they never did. Now, it's happening.

I couldn't take it. I ran out of the house.

"ANYWHERE BUT HERE! I CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE!!" I screamed.

Unconsciously, I ran to my teachers house. I was going to pretend I hadn't just ran to her house and turned around to walk away when-

"Hey, aren't you Kiraa?" Laura's son asked.

"Crap" I mumbled.

"It IS you isn't it? I recognized moms old clothing. Hey, why are you crying?" He asked with a gentle voice.

"Is you mom home? I need to talk to her." I whispered with a shaky voice.

"Yes, I guess. Here, come inside." He spoke as he lead me into the house.

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Somehow, I had felt a surge of hopefulness coming out of the entryway of her house as despair and hopelessness lurked inside of my dark, lonely heart. Maybe, just maybe life could be better. No, it couldn't, could it?

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So? Did you like it? I wrote it this Thanksgiving morning! Yay! I finally wrote a little on her family! Anyways, in the soon to come chapters you will see some character development in Kiraa! Anyways, see you all later! Have a good Thanksgiving!