A dream hidden behind a sweat shirt

Chapter twenty nine

*dominiques prospective*

I nervously tapped my fingers on my leg. Growing impatient for my brother to get here.

I remember Molly. I remember when we were twelve we were sitting on my bed and I was in a pouty mood because my mom got mad at me. I felt so worthless. Then she said those words to me. Her voice quivering with fear. Her hands shaking. Her eyes getting glossy. I was in shock.

"At least your dad doesn't touch you." She had broke out in sobs I was taken aback from it. She sobbed and her body collapsed against the wall. She studdered.

"Please don't tell anyone."

I had said

"Molly we need to tell someone."

"PROMISE ME YOU WONT TELL ANYONE!" She screamed at me through sobs.

I sat there silent. "I should have never told you." She said under her breath.

"I promise I won't." She walked over to the mirror and wiped her tears. Her blonde hair was in a bun and her face started to become blotchy just like it always did. I remember in the beginning of eighth grade she died her hair brown then a redish brown. She is my sister.

My thoughts where interrupted by my brother.

"Dominique! Gabe is here so we are going in."

My eyes widened. And I nodded and got out. My legs where weak but I had to do this for Molly. She's my sister. Kyler noticed and gave me a reassuring smile. I stsrted walking down the street towards that bastards house.