"Kyle hurry take Kayo and go to the bathroom and lock the door.....try to stay quiet" I handed Kyle Kayo
"No...kayla you know what dad will do he has wild eyes....I cant let you get hurt."
"Listin I know you dont like this but this is the only way I am the oldest I can deal with it...no one will notice a few more bruises...they will if u get them."
"Kayla this isn't how we are going to do this...you are just barely a year older then me.....we do this together." Kyle puts Kayo in the bathtub and grabs me and pushes me in there and slams the door. Before I can push it open he leans a chair against the door..
"Kyle no...let me out...KYLE please let me out I cant let you get hurt."
"You assholes you idiots you no good for nothing useless street rates...were are you kayla daddy wants to play."
"Hate to say it but your not getting kayla tonight" I hear my brother saying.
"You think so...well whos going to stop me."
"Me you cant touch her not anymore no more,"
"You dont have a pussy but I can make do with you,"
The next hour there is a lot of yelling and screaming. I can't get the door open I hit it and hit it I run and run..then it stops, everything just stops no more yelling or screaming Kayo isnt crying anymore I stop trying to get the door open and lean against the door...all you can hear is my dad saying
"That's a good boy....just let daddy touch you if you have to go to your happy place were your mama is....."
Everything goes quite......I end up punching enough holes in the door that I can get out I tell Kayo to stay there intill I say she can come out. I go out my dad is in the corner crying saying that he will change and that he messed up but he won't do it again, I just walk past him and go to the kitchen table were I see Kyle theres blood coming from his back, stomach and head. He has bruises and sketches all over his pants are off and his eyes are wide. I run over and hug him I help get his pants on I particularly carry him over to the bed and I start to address his wounds. I can't stop the tears from falling he looks so young he looks so much like Kayo...hes gone throw so much in just a night. He toke all my pain. I hug him and don't let him go.....he doesn't cry but he doesn't stop me from hugging him he just holds me. Everything about him change that day...he wasn't the little boy I know anymore no he was strong to strong....so strong he won't talk about his feelings.
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Random"kayla come here baby girl, we need to talk." my mom says to me sitting on my bed I walk over to her and sit next to her "what's wrong mama." after I say that my mom grabs me in her arms and hugs me "oh kayla there is so much I wanted to teach you...
