Alpha-Vamp

PROLOUGE

     Once my alarm clock rang, I bolted upward and went straight to my morning routines: brush my teeth, take à shower, get dress, put on make up on to cover up my bruises, and ran downstairs to make breakfast for my so called father. I don't want to make the same mistakes from yesterday.
     I really miss my mom. She died four years ago because of cancer. And those four years of my brother and I got abused, or in other words, just me. I always take my baby brother's hit because I don't want him to get hurt. I really love him dearly and I made a promise to my mom that I'll take care of him and I'm living up to that promise no matter what happens to me. My father doesn't really abuse me. He mainly aims for Jake, my brother, because he take much from my mother, but as always I came between and I take each and every hard blow of my father.
     I made pancakes, eggs, and bacons. To be honest, I'm proud of myself because I can make any food out of what we have in the fridge or in the cabins. And trust me, my food is always delicious.
     I ran upstairs to wake up Jake, who I can't believe slept through an alarm clock.
      "JJ," I whispered softly "baby it's time to get ready."
      " five more minutes, J." he mumbled.
      " no, get up and get ready. I made breakfast." I said sternly while he sat up and drag himself to get ready. I chuckled at the sight.
      I ran downstairs and quickly clean all my father's mess from last night. I looked at my watch, it was 6:39 am. We have plenty of time to eat breakfast and get out of this hell hole and enter another hell hole. School. I sighed and sat in the kitchen waiting for Jake. Once he came, we quickly ate up our breakfast. I sent a silent prayer that our father won't wake up at the time like this, because I don't want to add another bruise in my bruise collection ( note the sarcasm)  but as always, bad luck was always on our side.
     Our father stumbled in the kitchen. Jake stiffened beside me. I gave him an encouraging smile telling that every thing is going to fine.
     " Where is my breakfast..." Our father demanded. Seriously, is he that blind. The food is right in front of him. Oh how did we get an idiot of a father. I quietly stood up and stood beside his food and literally showed it to him.
     " Here is your breakfast." I said in a monotone.
      "Is everything in place?" He asked while he devoured his food. I want to gag at the sight. I mean I know my food is delicious but you don't have to literally show it.
      I nodded.
      "Good." He nodded and gave us his sick smile that always make my tummy churn.
       " may we be excused to go to school.?" I asked
        " yes, if everything is done." He said.
        Jake let out a sigh of relied but it did not go unnoticed.
       "You got a problem, young man?" our father snapped.
        Please no! No, not again. Why would he always find a way of an excuse to hit him. Father stood up and went to Jake, who is now pale. I ran up to them and stood in front of Jake.
        "Please, father. He didn't mean any thing. Please don't hurt him." I begged.
        "What did I say about talking?" He sneered.
        I cringe, "Only speak when your spoken to."
        " That is precisely correct." He said as he punch me in the stomach the made me doubled over. "And don't you ever dare to order me around." He spats and slapped me hard that made me flew to the ground.
         He was about to slap Jake but I was in front of him in a second and took all of my father's blows. I gritted my teeth to not scream out or cry. I'm use to this. It happens almost every mornings. I got punch in the gut, the face, and every where that he is satisfy to punch. I could hear Jake crying but did not say anything, which I am glad because if he did I would get more punches, he also knew that too. It wasn't until I coughed out blood that he stopped. Oh how lovely.
        " Get out of my sight. You two are not worth my time." He spat. I wanted to say the same for him but instead I grabbed Jake's hand, grabbed our bags and ran out of the house. We ran to the bus stop to wait for the school bus. I turned and check if there is any injuries on my brother. I was relieved to not see a scratch and pulled him into a hug. Soothing him to calm down.
          " shhhh, it's okay.... Please don't cry." I cooed.
          "This is all my fault." He cried harder.
          "Well, it's not your fault that our father is crazy."
          "All because of my stupid mistake. I did it again. And you always get hurt." He continues.
         "Watch your handsome little mouth, boy." I joked and playfully slapped him. He smiled a little and chuckled.
           I brought out my make up and covered up all the bruises. I winced at what I saw, but was proud to see my face look like nothing happened to it. I bit my lips to keep my tears in check. I need to stay strong for the both of us. Jake was staring at me the whole time, and I could see tears streaming down his cheeks. His bright blue eyes are now dull, and his light brown hair is all messed up due to the fact that he kept running his hands through his hair. He looks like crap.
          I tried to lightened the mood by smiling but it came out as a grimace.
         "Are you okay?" He whispered sadly.
         " I will be if you put a smile on your face." So cliche, but hey, I'm trying to cheer him up.
          " okay." He smiles a little for me.

       Once we entered our school, I mentally groaned. I mean I do like school. It's just the kids. I'm the top of my class, so basically I'm the school's nerd. I'm already taking high school classes thanks for my teachers help. I just wanted a good education to make a living when we escape.
        We saw JJ's best friend, AJ, running towards us. Once he saw Jake's condition, he hugged him. It made me smile. AJ was JJ best friend since kindergarten.
        "Alright, boys, behave in class." I ordered.
         They just laughed, "We can't promise." They said and ran off. I chuckled the can be the death of me.

        Same things happened throughout the day. Get bullied by some kids, perks of being a nerd, but didn't give a thing about it because I've felt with worse at home. Went inside classes, lunch, tutoring classes with my teachers with high school subjects, and end of school, which is my favorite part of the day because I have three hours to spend without any thing at home.
        JJ and I left to the school bus while AJ's parents came and picked him up. JJ smiled widely when Mrs. Black, AJ's mom, waved at us. Little did I know that this will be the last time I'll ever see that smile on that face.
        Not surprisingly, we found a note from our father saying that he is out with some friends when we got home. Well it meant freedom for me and JJ. Only if I knew that I only have a few hours left til my life will go downhill.
         We did our homework and watched Lion King, my favorite cartoon.
         "You know what J?" My brother whispered as he cuddled up to me.
          "No I don't know." I teased.
          "It's because I didn't say what I was about to say." He giggled. It sounds like a song in my ears to hear him laugh, chuckles, or giggles. I love to see him happy, but happiness never last long.
          "What were you going to say then?" I asked.
          " That you are the best sister I could ever asked for. I feel safe in your arms. I love you." He said sincerely. And that made my day. I smiled, ignoring the hurt of my cheek that has bruises, and kiss him on the forehead.
          "Thanks for saying that. I couldn't ask for more. I love you more than my life, always remember that. No matter what happens to me, I love you always. Okay?" I said as a tear slip out from my eye. He nodded. Oh how I wish I could prevent what was going to happened... Not long did we said that our front door came crashing down.
        "What the ----" I said but screamed when I saw five men came rushing in. I pulled Jake in the back of me.
         "Get the girl." One of them commanded, I think he was the leader.
          "No!!! Leave her alone!!" I heard Jake screaming profanities to them until one of them knocked him out.
          "Please don't hurt him.." I pleaded.
          " You're coming with us." The leader ordered.
          " I will. Just please don't hurt or kill him. I'll do anything ." I said. And everything went black.
           This is my story.
           Good-bye old life. Hello to the new one.