Being the eldest kid in the family is one strong and responsible position. And being the eldest daughter brings out the motherly side of responsibilities too. And if you have parted parent's that will be enough to make ur life out of the ordinary. Now sum it up by adding a dad who is abusive and drunk all the ti, e and you have a little sister who is 15 years old whom you have to protect from the darkness of this cruel world.
Yes, that is how my life is for the past 4 years. I used to have a lovely family with mom and dad hopelessly in love with each other, and my life used to be a normal ordinary one.
But it all changed 4 years back. My dad lost his business and was on a lot of huge debts. He lost his money, we lost our house and all that we had. It was not only physical things we lost, but we also lost the spirit and the love in our family. We lost all the happiness.
I still can remember that day when my life lost the most important person. Mom.
After all the debts we had, we couldn't live in that town so we moved. It was hard to adjust, but we did our best. After some time from the move, dad started behaving differently. He came home every night drunk to death. He started beating mom and hurting her a lot.
She tried to understand him and that he was in pain. So she tolerated him. Every day, she told Sopia and me to be in our room when dad came. I was so worried and sad. I used to deny and told her i wanted to be there to protect her. But she pleaded with so many emotions i couldn't say no to her. I heard her every night, her screams and her cries. I used to cry all night. But i had to keep Sopia out of this drama. I had to protect her.
I still remember that day with all the details. The day i lost that one person who me and Sopia loved and cared about. I remember every detail and every emotion i was holding.
Flashback
I was talking to mom about my day, sitting onto the kitchen counter. Sopia had extra classes, so she was in school. Mom was making dad's favourite dish. It was their anniversary.
I heard the door open, so i walked off to the hallway to receive dad. But the sight in front of me made me froze on the spot. I couldn't move a muscle. It was like i was glued on to the floor.
A blonde woman in red, tight dress was wrapping her legs around dad's waist. They were glued to each other, and they were kissing and sucking their mouths off. Dad was touching that woman all over. From the place i was standing, i could smell them. They were both drunk to death. The blonde was showing no signs of knowing where she was. It didn't matter to her as well as dad.
I was not a small girl i was 18 years old. I did understand what was happening in front of me. A tear rolled down my eyes. I wanted to scream at dad to stop. But i couldn't find my voice.
"Honey, is it dad?"
MOM!
"Honey, why r u, sil.... ahh!!" She gasped.
"What the hell, Jasper? Move. STOP. JASPER" Moms screams were not heared by dad.
He started removing that woman's clothes as well as his. I closed my eyes so tight. I wished it was a dream, and i would wake up soon. But when i opened them, i was dame sure it was not a dream. Mom went near them and tried to pull them apart. But dad just pushed her to the floor.
I ran to my mom's aid.
"Bitch, don't you dare. You piece of worthless slut." Dad spit those words and started to fuck that blond women.
He didn't have a care in the world that his daughter was witnessing such a episode. He just kept on doing his work on that slut he had in his hand.
I couldn't take more. I pulled my mom to our room and made her sit down. She was dead silent which scared me to the core. Tears rolled down our eyes. I kept rubbing her hand while she cried on my shoulders.
Suddenly i heard the main door open and i knew it was Sopia. I ran out to her. I had to protect her from the devil. She is too small and innocent to witnesss such a episode.
But when i got there Sopia was stuck on her ground looking at the sight infront of her. I was late. She saw it. A 11 year old didn't have to witness this. I ran towards her and closed her eyes from the cruel world. I felt her tears in my hand. I whispered her to close her ears and she did as she was told. I took her to our room and released her.
"Hannah!! Mom!!" She started sobbing hugging mom.
"Oh babies!!" She sobbed. "I can't do this baby. I can't. Not anymore."
She pushed Sopia and started moving towards her cupboard. She started packing. She didn't speak a word.
"Mom??" I whispered to her but she didn't stop packing.
When she was done she started walking out towards the door. But she stopped and turned to look at us.
"Mom please don't go. Please don't leave us. Please. Please. Please mom please." Sopia started begging falling to her knees.
"I am so sorry babies. I can't do this anymore. Hannah," she called me. I paid attention to her. "Please take care of Sopia and urself."
With that she turned her back to us, "It is not fair Mom!" I yelled at her. But she did not turn around or look at us, like that she walked out of the door, out of our house and out of our lives.
End of flashback
I could never forget how our mom betrayed us and left us with that devil. Me and Sopia cried for months. It was my last days of highschool. I had to do well and graduate in highschool. If not for me i had to do it for my little Sopia. I studied hard. It was not easy with a drunk and abusive dad around me. After mom went he started beating me and Sopia up. I tried my best to protect Sopia. I wanted her to be safe. I got all the beating from him and sometimes i used to get knoked off and a lot of bruises.
So after all that i planned on keeping little appearance infront of that devil. I found a job in the supermarket. I made Sopia stay at the library or at her friends house till i finished my job. So when we came home i made Sopia to stay in her room.
When he comes i make him food. He eats then drinks and then he beats me till he gets tired. Sometimes he bring women home and i had to keep myself and Sopia in the world of music.
I tried my best to adapt. The beating after sometimes made me stronger. I became a senseless women. It was like my body has got numb to all the hurt and pain. As day by day i started getting used to and i became strong. But he never changed. He just got worst. And the bruises got worst.
I didn't have a social life at all. But i had a friend in my work place. After finishing highschool i started working 2 jobs. One in the supermarket and other as a waitress in a club, it was a decent night club. They didn't have all those uncomfortable tight uniforms, but they made us look pretty sexy.
Life was going on by like this for the past 4 years. I became strong, more responsible and protective of my sister. But of all i still missed one person in my life. I wish that person was here right now to help us but that person betrayed us.
Mom. I will not forgive you. It was never fair.
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