Beautifully Broken

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"Yeah You Would Make A Great Mother"

A I R A

As soon as I reach my home I quickly hug my mother and head towards my room.

I quickly grab my phone and call the one person I'm in need of too much right now.

"Hey Ai bae!" She speaks through the phone.

"Hey Ava. Are you busy?"

"Nah babe. I'll be at your window in 5 minutes get ready."

"Okay." And I cut the phone.

This is what I love about Ava. She understands what I feel at the moment even without me having to tell her.

Okay you might be wondering who Ava is. Well her full name is Avalina Parker. And I start recalling how I had met her.

I was walking down the alley, more like tripping over my own feet. I was drunk out of mind for I had killed my younger brother. But as I was walking, I was suddenly pushed to the wall. It's not like I couldn't defend myself. It was just that I didn't want to. I felt I deserved this.

"Hey sweetheart. Wanna have some fun." He says in a very seducing tone. 'Sweetheart'. It was one nickname I loathed.

I don't reply as I had suddenly felt very weak. He slowly starts sliding his hand upper and upper into my thigh. There were tears rolling down my eyes and he didn't seem to give a fuck about it.

But suddenly he was pushed away from me.

"Stay away from her you dirty bastard." And with that, who ever she was beat him to pulp.

"Hey are you okay?" She asks. But soon realizes who she was talking to.
"You are Aira Robinson aren't you? You are Justin Robinson's sister right. The one who has almost one every single match." I guess she recognised me by my mask.

I was too tired to give her any answer so I just nod.

My brother and I used to frequently come over to this alley. Everyday at 8:00 there would be street boxing that would start. We used to win almost every match. We were called the 'Devil Siblings'.

"Come along I'll take you to my home." She says.

I still don't respond.

She sighs and quits questioning me. We reached her apartment and she led me in. She laid me down on the sofa and brought me some water.

She slowly removed my mask and did my first aid.

"Hey. Do you feel better Aira?"

Now I couldn't any longer hold myself and began sobbing. She started consoling me but again asked what had happened. This time I did tell her. I told her about how much I feel like a bitch to kill my own brother.

"Aira, your brother's death is not your fault." She says consoling me.

But I shake my head violently and say, "No, it is my fault. It's all my fault. It's all because of me that he is dead. I killed him. I'm such a bitch." I cry.

This time she lifts my head, looks into my eyes and sternly says, "Look Aira in what has happened nothing is your fault. Do you understand?"

I slowly nod my head.

"Now come on let's sleep." She says and carries me towards her room.

"Thanks...."