In Need Of Just A Little Love

The Party

"Mom, is it okay I go out with friends today?" I ask my mother.
"No, Marie, you're only fucking 15. Why the fuck would I let you go out?" my mom answers.
I expected that answer.
Melle looks into the kitchen where my mom is making dinner and I'm pouting 'cuz I can't go out.
"Bella, what if I tag along with her?" Melle tries to save me.
He never calls our mother 'mom' or 'mommy'. Not even 'mother'. Always just 'Bella'.
Mom sighs "fine, but keep her under control."
Good thing Melle is 18.
I squeel excitedly "thank you, mommy!"
Mom growls at me "don't thank me, thank your brother."
I hug Melle and run upstairs to pick out some clothes.
I hear my mother downstairs talk shit about me to Melle. Melle stays quiet to her, 'cuz he knows what happens when he complains. She'll send him away. And Melle knows I would die here without him.

Marie found the clothes she wanted to wear and starts chaging. She puts on a black ripped jeans, a white crop top and a black coat to hide the crop top for her mom and for when it gets cold, ofcourse.
Melle knocks on my door.
"Come in" I shout.
Melle walks in "you look good, sis."
Melle only calls me sis, 'cuz he only stays for me.
"Thanks" I say.

Mom shouts we have to get down for dinner. I walk down the stairs, followed by Kate who sneaked infront of Melle. She starts pushing me "Walk Faster!!" she keeps shouting.
I almost trip down the stairs, but I can catch myself quickly enough. Melle flicks the back of Kate's head. She growls, but stops pushing. Kate is 16 but childish as fuck. Not saying I am not, but she is like an attention whore. She always just wants to be noticed. Even though she's like the most populair girl in the village. Everyone wants her or likes her.
We get down and sit at the dining table. My mother and father talk to Melle and Kate and totally ignore me. As always. I just eat my food quickly. So does Melle, 'cuz we have to go soon.

It's 7 PM when we finish eating. Melle wears his blue ripped jeans, a white t-shirt and a black coat for when it's cold. He also wears a white beanie over his brown emo styled hair. He's not really an emo, but he likes their haircuts.
"Bye Bella, Bye Felix" Melle shouts at our parents.
'Bye Melle, be sure you guys are back by 12" my mother says.
"Bye my son and Marie" my father says.
"Bye, father, mother" I say, sighing lightly.

Melle puts an arm over my shoulder when we walk outside "one day they'll realize how much they love you, Marie" he tries to cheer me up.
I shrug and stay quiet. We walk to the club in silence.

We arrive and my schoolmates walk up to me and Melle. All the girls just stare at Melle and pay no attention to me. They never liked me anyway. Time to prove they're wrong about me not being able to have fun. I take the bottle out of my bag. Bacardi. I show it to all of my classmates.
Melle frowns at me "how did you get that?"
I shrug and my classmates drag me inside. Melle slowly follows, slightly dissapointed at me.

After an hour we all drink bacardi - coca cola's. I already feel a little tipsy after 2 glasses. The rest isn't even close to getting tipsy.
Melle is off to the toilet.
I sit down on the couch, 'cuz I feel a little dizzy. David, a classmate, joins me, grinning. He leans in to kiss me, not saying a word. All the girls surround me, giggling. They take pictures while David crawls on top of me. I struggle, but I'm weak and still dizzy. He gropes my ass and Lucas joins and squeezes my boobs. I feel tears run down over my cheeks. I can't move, nor talk, nor scream. I feel someone pull my crop top off and I let out a loud scream. Everyone gasps, but then laughs again. Melle runs from the toilet to the couch where I sat. He sees all the people surrounding it and makes his way through. He first punches David in he face. Then Lucas.
He picks me up "DON'T YOU EVER TOUCH HER AGAIN."
Everybody got quiet.
I wrap my arms around my brother's neck weakly "thank you... Melle.."
He shakes his head, still slightly dissapointed "let's get out of here."

Melle took me out, to the park. He gave me a bottle of water which I slowly sip.
"Why did you take that bottle?" Melle sighs.
"I.. just wanna belong in the group.. I never thought this would happen.." I sniff.
Melle hugs me tightly "it's okay, sis. They won't hurt you again."
I bury my face onto his chest. We sit like that for awhile..

We come home by 12. My mother is drunk again and my father is watching TV.
"Goodnight" I say.
"Goodnight, Marie" my father says.
"Goodnight" my mother scowls.
I head upstairs to bed. I fall asleep, into a nightmare of what happened earlier...