Chapter 5

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As we reach no where 

“I don’t exactly know how to escape.” I said with a doubt in disbelief. 

“I have a plan!” I followed her after she ran away towards all the people, where there was a giant stage. Where people crowded it. Leah puts her arm on my back and politely shoves it up to the stage. 

I push my self with fear, acting as if I were nice and innocent, which I am but this is like a movie. I am acting like I am nice but really I’m mean, which is also just an act. 

“Attention everyone!” as I try to be polite no one looks up and I repeat the words “Attention everyone, please listen, everyone” a few times and no one looks up, my act kicks in and I scream in a trembling voice that scares everyone 

“LISTEN” I scream that on the top of my lungs. I reply after everyone looks. “You must all help me! The devil has sent me” I decide to just tell the truth.

“The devil is my father.” everyone gasps. “I am not here to harm! I promise, my father actually has intended for me to die, he told me that he will kill my hero, my mom. He will kill her because of my actions. I didn’t know I did wrong, all I did was protect her by screaming, and hitting back. But I have to save my mom or else he’ll take me out of here and burn me in hell for the rest of my life. Just please help me get out of here and back home, I shouldn’t be dead! Because I am alive!” 

“No your not!” a girl that I couldn’t see shouted from the crowd.

“Yes I am, I have been the same thing my whole life! And I know its possible to get out of here! My mom did it, and now I will! It is time we give my father a lesson! Teach him what’s right and what’s wrong! Will anyone help me?” no one stood up and for five minutes, it felt like a life time of an awkward silence. I stood in shame, and fear of how I will live, and the disappointment my mom will have in me. I don’t mind living or dying. Because I know that’s the cycle of everything. But the only reason I actually stayed here is because of my mom, and the reason I do care is because I was killed! By my father. I say gently in a whisper as I started to cry

“please.” I stepped down in desperation and dropped.

“I’ll help you!” I hear from the crowd as my head is down and I look up to see Drake. I jump off the stage and jump in his arms. Thinking he is the one for me. I never thought it would happen. 

“Hey. Sis.” He said to me in my ear and I jumped off. 

“Sis? I thought we were?”

“I tried telling you but you were gone. I didn’t know until after we kissed the first time. And well, I am your brother. Sorry. But I will help you, I know what dad did to you, the reason why you never knew me, is because I was killed at the age of three, when you were 13. “

“I would remember my brother, and mom would tell me!”

“You didn’t let me finish. I was switched, switched at birth. So he found me living away, escaping him, living the perfect life, not being beaten. So he killed me and my family or so I thought was my family.” my mouth dropped and came I fell into his shoulder and cried. 

“I’m sorry! But if you want to ever meet your mom, your coming with me. But don’t interfere when I’m with him. Cause this is my battle. I don’t want him to think I’m not strong enough at my own game. I will win at this war. And I will fight even if it means I die!”

I walk out the room and just walk and walk and walk until I realize I’m not getting anywhere. A big crowd following me for the help they didn’t want to say they were going to give me. I run around a sharp turned corner and saw a little hole. I didn’t know what it could do to help me. But I was desperate for any try of escape or help. 

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