Magcon fan fiction - Waves

Chapter 3

I was always a little nervous coming home. I heard him as soon as I walked in.

"Sup Hazel"

I was used to coming home to only my brother there to greet me and sometimes there's no one there at all.

Being home alone is normally a novelty but it's so often for me that it gets lonely.

Dad is hardly ever home.

I walked into the kitchen, there he was sprawled out on his chair his vans thrown on the floor.

I walked across the room and opened the fridge. He laughed.

" Jack where are my yoghurt pots"

My brother smirked at me slicking back his blonde hair and sticking out his chocolate covered tongue.

Mother fucker.

" So where's the sidekick today then?"

I regretted asking him straight away.

"Gilinsky? Oh he should be over any minute now"

Jack was convinced I was crushing on him.

My brother and his friend are literally inseparable like twins.

We called them Jack and Jack.

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I spent the rest of the evening lazing around doing my homework. I pulled my pencil case from the bottom of my satchel.

It made me think of the boy I met today.

I wonder how he got on, he was probably in my year. I'm guessing it was rough.

My brother and Jack went out leaving me by myself.

Once it was ten I rang Dad after the third try he answered me.

He didn't seem interested when he realised it was me ringing, wondering where he was.

He didn't tell me when he was coming home. I'm not sure if he did come home most nights if I'm honest.

It's like that a lot.

He leaves, doesn't tell us where he's going or for how long.

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Surprisingly at around eleven Dad called in home.

Jack wasn't back yet and I was nervous.

"Where the fuck are you"

I heard him, slamming the door and walked into to the living room.

He asked why I rang, and just exploded.

I don't even know what I did this time.

Normally he finds a reason to hurt me, but if he's in a bad mood I can irritate him so easily.

He slapped me across the face, kicked me-his harsh words hurt more.

I cringed away from him curling into a ball, protecting my all ready bruised body.

He towered over me like a giant. Shouted at me for crying.

Why? Because I'll never be good enough for him.

He said he wasn't staying here and not to call him.

I nodded tears streaming down my face. He marched out of the house leaving me again.

He was gone but I still didn't feel safe.

Crying, I picked up the phone to call Jack and told him what happened.

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I couldn't help it this was getting so much worse.

I didn't see the good in him anymore. I sat in the kitchen not knowing what to do.

I fucking hated when I cried.

I could here him rushing in the door calling my name.

"Hazel? Hazel where are you?!"

He ran into the kitchen his face tight with worry.

I ran into his arms and he held me tightly I couldn't help crying.

" I'm so sorry" he said.

He stroked my hair softly whispering soothingly into my ear.

I cried at how sweet my brother was, sitting me down beside him on the sofa. He told me things would get better.

He promised, with anger in his voice that he would protect me.

He pulled me closer towards him wrapping his arms around me.

Said he was sorry this was happening to me.

He looked a whole lot younger then he was, reminding me of the little boy he used to be.

I felt my hair grow damp after awhile and looked up to see fresh tears rolling down my brothers cheeks and falling into my hair.