Training My Lover

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I sat in the corner, shaking as my father pulled the belt away from his pants, his back facing me.

"You were a mistake." He said, taking slash after slash onto my brother.

I cried and winced, hearing the whimpers my brother made after each whip.

Then those whimpers stopped. My father had not.

Tears still continuing to spill from my eyes, he turns to me.

"You." He had said. Drunken rage in his dull brown eyes.

"You're the reason I'm like this." He says.

He rose his hand up, and his belt came crashing down.
That's when everything went black.

I woke up with a jolt, tears still streaming down my cheeks.

It was just a dream Veronica.
I thought this over and over. But the fact that I dreamt about it didn't make it any less true.

As for my brother, Vinny. He's dead now.

Years ago, before I became a dauntless leader, his battered body was pulled up from the chasm.

That was just a cover up for why his body was really cut and bruised.

I stopped thinking about the past ebruptly. I didn't want this event to affect the difference Im making in dauntless today.

I laced up my boots and stormed out of the apartment.