Dark Past, Darker Future

Chapter 11

A/N

So right away I'm telling you things are changing. Fabian was based off of a person in my life irl and since we probably wont ever be on good terms again, he will end up being a total dickwad *ahem*. On another note, those symbols that let you know if the chapter will be triggering or whatnot are disappearing. Poof. Bye bye. You will have to read to find out. Yup, I'm being that mean author.

Anyways, on to the story!

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[Rowan's P.O.V]

I was thrown on the floor first thing in the morning. Great. This is totally what I needed. l received a kick to the ribs, pain shaking throughout my torso. Kick. Kick. Kick. I couldn't stand it. I lost my sister, my best friend, and my mother blamed me for it. Blamed my brothers. It was her fault. Hers and my father's. They hurt us. They harmed us. They broke us down and fed on our pain. They watched with fleeting pleasure as we suffered beneath them. But I couldn't say anything. I don't know why I was so weak. Something snapped inside of me, and pain shattered through my body once again. My eyes burned, and tears flowed down my face. I was curled up in a fetal position, and my dad walked out, pushing my drunken mother to the side. He forcefully unwrapped my arms from around my knees, pinning my legs down with his knees. Using one hand he held my arms above my hand, and with the other he tore my clothes, exposing my bra and underwear. ripping off the bandages from my legs, he pressed a finger into a wound, ripping open the scab. Pain tore through my thigh, but it wasn't as bad as the pain in my chest. Something was broken. 

"Get off me," I begged through teeth gritted from pain. My voice was hoarse and my throat was dry. 

"Shut up," He glared, pressing his greasy mouth to mine. He shoved his tongue into my mouth, and I cringed. I had the urge to bite his tongue but I knew I would pay horrendously if I did. I whimpered but submitted to him, trying to think of someone or something else besides my parents and this. 'You're safe,' I tell myself. My father unsnapped my bra and groped my right breast. 'This isn't happening,' He squeezed it hard, then moved to my other breast. 'This is a dream,' He shoved his hand down my underwear, shoving two fingers into my hole, ignoring my whimpers. 'No, it's a nightmare.' I clenched my eyes tight, trying not to feel his touch on my body, dirtying my skin. It took me a moment, but I realized he was off of me. I curled back into a fetal position before looking around to see why he had stopped. 

No.

No.

This isn't happening.

Fabian stood in the doorway, a shocked look on his face. Shock and...what? I couldn't place the emotion. Ciel grabbed his arm and drug him away. My father glared down at me, before standing and kicking me away.

 "Go to your room. I don't want to see you until tomorrow," My mother sneered at me. I managed to stand and hobbled to my room, wincing with each step and breath. I tripped on the last few steps, hurting myself more. Tears ran down my face. "CIEL!" My mother yelled, and he helped me up before running up the stairs to my mom. I looked and Reydan. I looked at Fabian, who was sitting on my bed. 

Fabian helps me up, and I tremble, pushing him away. "What are you doing here?" I ask, mortified he saw that. He's seen my parents. He knows. He knows...

"Mariah brought me over here, but left when nobody answered the door... but I came in. I heard screaming... I'm so sorry." He says, looking down at the mattress. He hands me a shirt and pants and I hobble to the bathroom, dressing in them. I faint as I open the bathroom door again, the pain in my torso taking my breath away.

. . . * * * . . .

I open my eyes to a hospital ceiling, and a beeping heart monitor. There's a cast on my chest, and I can tell my rib is what broke this time. I'd been through this so many times. Then my eyes landed on Fabian, and it hit me again. He knows. Reydan sits beside him, and Mariah beside Reydan.

I smile weakly. "Hey guys," 

At my voice, they all look up, and Reydan sniffles before running to me and hugging me.

"Where's Ciel?" I ask, worried. Ciel was always with me when I got sent to the hospital.

Fabian looked at me coldly. "He's dead, you whore."

Shock pierces me. What?