"Where the hell were you whore?! Out selling yourself again? Huh?"
I heard another glass break. I try to drown out the screaming but it just won't stop. Glass breaking, my mother crying, my father shouting, and my brother curled up into my side, trying to hide from the painful sounds that we could never escape.
You would think that I would have gotten use to it by now, but the sounds managed to pass the barrier of the pillows pressed to our heads. Pass the earmuffs I bought to block out the cries. The pain, because that word pretty much sums up what was going on outside the shelter of my room, reached our delicate ears, scarring us for the duration of our lives. Sadly, that would be a long time seeing as we are dragons. But hey, they don't care.
They don't care about the pain that their screams caused us.
They don't care about the tears that run down my little brothers face.
They don't care about the bruises, cuts and scars that they give me when I accidentally crossed the battlefield trying to get some hot chocolate for Ryan so that he could try to get some sleep for school tomorrow.
They. Just. Don't. Care.
So, I'll just have to try to survive for Ryan. I'll try, but it's getting harder. Keeping my dragon in place is getting harder.
Getting Ryan to daycare and then dragging myself to school when I have just 2 hours of sleep is getting harder.
Everything is just getting so damn harder. But now I have to not only save my brother from this hell.
I have to save myself too.
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Saving Myself
Fantasy"If you touch Ryan one more time I will kill you with my bare claws!" Enya has seen and done many things a 17 year old shouldn't causing her outlook on life to be dull and gloomy. Her only two passions in the world, the only two things that she str...
