This short story will be written in the future. If I get enough likes and reads for this of course. It will be gay and very sweet 😍😍. Please enjoy. Contains anguish and abuse. （＾_＾；）
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ELL
by JazamineB, Jan 20, 2018, 10:58:23 AMLiterature/ Drama
PROLOUGE
" Ell ?"
At the sound of her mother's voice, the brunette stopped what she was currently doing and looked up from cutting potatoes for dinner.
" Yes, mother?"
"Can you come here, my little songbird?"
It wasn't like she had a choice. Ell looked over her shoulder at her little brother who was colouring on the floor in the living room. She smiled slightly at the simple sight before unting the apron that was knotted around her waist. Hanging it on the island at the center of the kitchen and leaving the room.
Ell had no doubt that her mother was in the music room, where she spent most of her time. As expected, Marisol Wentworth was sitting before a recently polished, black Bosendorfer piano. She sat with a kind, fake smile in the middle of the grand room of instruments that Ell had to learn to play as well as practice her singing. Ell went and stood before the piano one hand in the other right under her chest just as her mother had taught her.
Ever since her mother had discovered Ell's talent, she'd have her sing. Ell had a strong voice that reached the heavens when she sang and made the pores on her brother's skin to raise. Marisol played the piano along gracefully , her fingers dancing across the keys in tune to Ell's beautiful melody. Her mother was in a good mood today and she wasn't planning on ruining it.
It was terrifying whenever Marisol was angry.
She'd be a beast.
Ell went over to verses and the chorus elegantly, her voice raising to the tenor perfectly and the piano moved along to her music. When the song was over, her mother clapped her hands together.
"That was magnificent, Daniell!" Ell's mother praised and she bowed. "Well, I won't keep you any longer, you have your duties. Carry on. And well done, my songbird."
Ell gave her a warm smile that she knew meant absolutely nothing.
Marisol was just playing house with her only two children, ruining their lives and torturing them. Ell then left the music room, closing the door quietly behind her and headed back to the kitchen to finish dinner. Her little brother, Ashley, was still colouring on the floor. As Ell passed by, Ash looked up at her with big, bright grey eyes that were filled with hope and joy, like any child should. But, Ell's eyes had dulled long ago when she learnt the truth. She kissed Ash's forehead and got back to making the food.
