My Original Works

Relationships

She sat in the empty room, the walls a fading white color with paint peeling in certain creases; her voice was raspy and her eyes were burning as she struggled against her restraints in hopes of being reunited with those she held dear. Her family was a special one, that was certain, though there was no doubt that they were loyal to one another in the end. She was determined to free herself no matter what it cost her, as long as she was able to be with her family.

Would her older brother be okay? He had the tendency to take things to heart, crying over any little insult and believing anyone when they phrased it the right way. She had pictures of her brother flash in her mind, him beaten and defeated on the floor of his own room as he forced himself not to cry. What had he done? Well, knowing him, nothing. He was the sweetest boy in this town. There's no way he would get free on his own!

What about her mother? She was always so calm and composed as she thought through a situation before it was even an option. She always had a plan to get in and out of things if need be, taking control in even the toughest of times. Was she okay? Did she still have a plan to get out of her cell? Has she predicted everything that would happen? There's no way that she could have forgotten about something, right?

Is her father okay? He was never the type to speak up when confronted, though he was able to fend for himself fairly well. Hell, her whole family was able to fend for themselves. Would he be trying his best to reason with them? Would he be sitting in silence as he let everything unfold on its own? Had he taken any beatings that he surely didn't deserve? Who's to say that he hasn't fought back?

She struggled in her chains once more, teeth gritting as she wiggled and growled angrily. She had to find a way to get out herself. She was determined to save them, no matter what it took.

A sudden kick on the door shook her from her thoughts, her gaze darting to the doorway where the silhouette stood menacingly. Her struggling had ceased, her eyes widening in fear of what was to come. Was this it? Was this where she would die?

"Oh, hey! That was pretty lucky!"

That cheerful voice was something she wasn't expecting from the dramatic entrance she had just witnessed. She squinted to try and get a better glimpse of who had appeared to be her savior, but the longer she looked the more she couldn't believe it.

Her happy, friendly brother stood in the doorway, covered in bruises and cuts with a goofy smile on his face.

"Let's go get mom and dad!"

She had a special relationship with her family, that much she was certain of.

Though she had to admit that she had quite a bit she needed to learn.