Thank you, you broke my heart;

loss for words

⚠️ Warning: this entry contains verbal abuse, harsh language. And mentions of self inflicted harm. ⚠️

Not long later, they had another child,, by the name of Abigail. A true baby girl. Beautiful and lively. She is joyous and gorgeous. And will also beat your ass. Cypress is pale and dark. Rather pretty for a boy. Feminine and curvy, but most definitely a boy. Abigail has long pure and white hair, it is straighter than the path of rapidly fired bullets. Its ends are sharp, jagged. The family never had much money so Abigail and Cypress' mother cut their hair to provide a little extra cash for her boos. Cypress has curly and untamed hair. It could stare down medusa's serpents any time. And his angelic eyes have seen so much, a cursed old lady with a few pet snakes doesn't stand a chance. That is one thing the children have in common. Their eyes, angelic, doll like. They are the only thing that will stay childlike. And wondrous. The multiverse is very magickal and welcoming. It has a place for every single being, if you open your mind to the possibility, that is.
               Abigail and Cypress are like two peas in a pod. Abigail is an energetic ball of energy, and Cypress is a loving nurturing "mother" figure to his sister. So Abigail doesn't suffer through not having a mother as much as Cypress does. But the neglect still has its effects. But Cy always tries his best to show his sister all the love and support she deserves. Abigail is Cy's best friend since birth. The children's father is not a monster, he has an anger that is almost a completely different person to his actual personality. The personalities are polar opposites. This causes turmoil in the once again young mind of Cypress. He never can decipher between whom is his father, and whom is this gruesome beast who has sharp blades for teeth and behind them a tongue of venom and a throat that is scratchy from screaming bloody murder time and time again.
  "Abigail, do you think father is going to be the demon today?"  Cypress' highly pitched voice spoke at a whisper "Im not sure, he seemed fine this morning. What about mum?"
Abigail said in a worried tone "She seems out of it. Like usual. If she keeps on like this she will black out again.." "CYPRESS!! D-don't say that!! I don't want mummy to die!!" Abigail started to sob. "Aw Abbiee, mother won't die. She just has to rest for a bit after drinking so much." "But, what about what papa said about her dying?" "Abigail, he was not referring-to her death being caused by the drinking.." "Then What was he referring too?" "Uhm, don't worry about it Abs" Cypress spoke in a weary tone "I know something is happening. Worse than the fighting and yelling and drinking Cy!"  "I know Abigail, but you shouldn't have to know the information i do. I am your brother, it is my obligation to keep you safe." "Im not a baby!" "I am aware. You are very intelligent for children your age." Cypress had trouble keeping Abigail tame. "Cypress, please.." "I am not going to be the one to ruin you" "I WILL HIT YOU" "Abigail we talked abou- " *smack* Abigail backhanded him out of anger. "This is not how you treat people" "You piece of crap!" Abigail exclaimed, Cypress opened his mouth to say something more but it was too late.
*stomp,
stomp,
stomp,
stomp,
stomp*    "Crypta. Marian. Eslior. Did you hit your sister" Cypress' mum said threateningly. "N-no! I i would n n never!" "DO NOT. Lie to me you worthless piece of shit!" "Mum, Cypress didn't do it! He.. er She's fine!!" "What did you just call your brat sister..." "I meant Crypta!!" "NEVER mention that wretched name in this house ever again! And never. Ever. Try to take the blame for your SISTERS actions. You are such a sweet heart Abigail. You don't understand whats happening. Its okay, wanna watch the tele?" "Mum i-" "okay lets go" And just like that, she was gone. Leaving Cypress at a loss for words and feeling useless.
"Why does mum hate me so. That bitch." Cypress whispered to himself. The children's mother locked him in the basement with the "family" cat. Augustine. Cypress lay on the floor and cry. Trying to be silent so he doesn't get yelled at again. He spots a piece of glass from when his father hit his mother upside the head with a glass bottle. "If I could just show her i am in pain. Maybe she will stop. I am in so much pain already. It shouldn't be too bad. They won't care anyway.." Cypress lifts a dainty and frail hand, wet from the tears rolling down his face...