The Maynhard Twins

Nine

"ARKA!!"

Fourteen years old Arka woke up from his sleep when the scream echoed in the air.
He rolled from the bed quickly, made himself dropped to the floor and lost his balance for a moment.

Arka cursed under his breath and raised up to his feet.
When he reached the source of the voice, he gasped in surprise finding his mom was pushing the door as hard as she could, prevented a man who growled from the outside as he kept bumping himself to the door, forced himself in.

"Arka! Help!" His mom said and Arka ran toward the door, pushing the door with her.
The man was extremely strong and Arka a hundred percent sure he was drunk. He was yelling nonsense things. The only thing he said clear was he yelled for them to let him in.
Of course mom didn't allow it. So did Arka.

Somehow the man made it to slipped one of his arm in and Arka knew he had to push everything he got.

"Mom? Arka?"

Gemma.

Arka saw his little sister moved her legs faster toward them and she quickly offered her help.
With Gemma as additional help, the door was narrowing, made the man shouted loudly since his arm was stuck there.
In his effort to release himself free, he reached out everywhere like a madman.

Unfortunately, Gemma was standing with the closest distance from him and he got her hair.
He pulled her ginger hair up and Gemma screamed in pain.
Her hands automatically tapped the man's hand hard to let her free.
Arka turned his body a bit so he now held the door by his side. His free arm was trying to reach for Gemma but the man gripped her hard.
Gemma screamed again when the man tightened his grip, began to scratch his hand with her nails.

"Arka!! Help Gemma!" His mother suddenly said.

"No, mom! If I let go, he'll break in." Arka replied, shook his head. But he couldn't see his sister grimaced in pain as well. He clearly had no idea what to do.

"Arka! I'll hold it. I can do it." Mom said. "Free Gemma from him and bring her back to her room, lock it. I'll be fine."

Arka still not sure about it but his sister was sobbing hard and he chose her.
Moving from the door, Arka grabbed the man's arm and bit as hard as he could. Planted his teeth on his skin.
The man screamed and he automatically released his grip on Gemma.
Arka spit the bitterness from his mouth then reached for his sister.
"Come on, Gemma. Come on, let's go." Arka said.

Gemma's hair was messy but it was not important thing to handle right now.
She raised to her feet and let her brother carried her.
They just reached half of their way when a loud thump was hearing from the front door.

Arka and Gemma watched in horror when their mom was slammed against the wall.
The man pushed the door open and without wasting more seconds, he reached for the woman on the floor.

Arke felt his blood was boiling up and he walked to the man.
"Get your hands off of her!!!!" He shouted.

The man ignored him and gripped their mom by her neck tightly.
Angry, Arka launched himself to the man and locked his arms around his neck tightly.
The man was limped backward, made animalistic growls.

From the corner of his eyes, Arka saw Gemma was helping their mom, forced her to walk inside.
Arka made a decision to not let him off but he forgot that he just a fourteen years old boy and the man was an adult.
The man reached out and found Arka's shoulder. He gripped his clothes roughly and easily slammed Arka on the floor.