When we woke up we would be alone.Sometimes mom would be there and when she was ,she wouldn't let us of our room until her client left. We didn't know at the time what exactly her job was until something bad happened .Well, at that time the only thing we actually knew was that her job required her to stop what she was doing and attend to the client as soon as they arrived. She also had a Part- time job which required her to leave us alone to work night duty.
Sometimes my mom didn't have her keys with her when she returned from work(sometimes she loses it or forgot it at home) so we used to have a special knock:
-Knock, Knock, bam -bam-bam, then a kick to each lower corners of the door and a twist of the knob.Well then one of us would go open the door - usually the one on 'night duty'.
It didn't actually matter when she would come home because we were home-schooled and we basically never left the house. Mom would buy us all our needs and wants.(It's not that she didn't let us go outside or anything)I mean it was always an option but seriously , go outside or get a new game....Uh, Game!
We also exercised but the I'm-Forced-to-do-this kind that you'd do in gym class (take my example: 7 jumping jacks, 3 push-up, 2 Even- I'm-Surprised sit ups, and a I-couldn't-reach-but -tried Toe-Touch)You get what I mean.
Ok!
So the 'Bad Thing' happened when we where 10. I remember that we were in our room studying-In case Mom did another 'Pop Quiz' on us.Seriously , She would come home and say 'Kids wake up!!Quess what? Pop Quiz! I have to turn in the remaining points to the Dep. ,Isn't that great?.....Surprise!'-Anyway...
We heard knocking on the door .We listened closely:
Knock knock,Bam-Bam-Bam...Kick...kick Repeat.
"Mom's home" Eros said ,picking up my books and storing them away
"Aw...C'mon Cupid!I only had 2 Questions left on next weeks work!"
He had shaken his head "I can't, I'm on 'Night Duty' remember?"He cleared his throat and I joined him."'Remember kids,as soon as I leave:
Shower,teeth,Dinner, 2 hours of studying and bed!'""Fine!"I said as I picked up my stuff,Putting them in the closet.Eros sighed and helped me.
"C'mon Pretty Thing! I let you stay up 3 more hours than usual,o.k? And you need to rest 'cause we're moving tomorrow so we need to pack early,not to mention that mom'll KILL me if she knew we were awake all along. So I'll pretend I was sleeping and you climb up on the bed,o.k?"
I nodded and he closed the door. I stared at the door,it was pretty strange how many locks there were for every door,I had thought. You see,my mom always did love her privacy band it was a rule to lock all the doors (especially ours)when she was with her client or when she was away. As I finished changing into my PJ & tying my hair into a ponytail, I heard a shout. I had chuckled thinking:
Mom must have lectured him about something
I heard a mixture of light and heavy footsteps.Suddenly Eros entered the room,locking the door as fast as he could.He doubled over,leaning against the door and said breathlessly "It's not mom". He lifted his head and I saw a blueish-pink bruise forming on his cheek. Still trying to steady his breathing he looked straight into my eyes and said:
"It's a man.A bad man"
We heard pounding on the door "Open up, I'm not gonna hurt you kid...I promise "
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RomanceThe everyday life of a mother-like sister and her popular child-like brother.