The broken and the torn

Chapter 4

Life was just a rollercoaster. She was tired of being inside this mental closet. Two years had passed since she has been raped, molested and abuse,and it was still clear as day. She would hide behind her neighbours walls and cry all day. That's where she would let out her pain, her hurt, the hatred. Walls has always been her best friend, they let her poor out and they don't criticize, they just listen. She liked that....

Tears had covered her face and she sat placing her back to the wall, nibbling on her nails and allow her tear duct to show off its talent. She felt so empty, so lost. She needed closure but she couldn't possible tell her mother she would not believe her.
So she thought it is best to just go through it silently as she had been doing two years now.

But... For some reason she felt like it's driving her crazy, she wanted to explode she just wanted someone else to bare that pain with her. Someone who will listen and help her to carry on.

Her thoughts trailed off when she heard her brother calling her. Her body froze. Oh my God he is getting closer to her and her tear ducts has been betraying her this very instance.
Her brother would surely caught her and she knew she would have no choice but to talk then.... She wiped away the tears on her face but more kept replacing the ones before..... Her brother saw her and he froze she could feel it..... His eyes widen she knew then those expression will be followed by some questions,.....

She now used her shirt to dry her face. Looking away from her brother's gaze, it was too unbearable. It's as if he was searching her soul.

" Kim, what's wrong why are you crying?"
She sat and she could not speak she just stared.
He was her favorite brother she knew she could confined in him....
She saw his face grew with anger when she hesitated to speak she breathe heavily and made her decision

" He raped me" she said with tears covering her awesome black beauty ..

"What???? Who raped you?? And when??" He said shocked. He was now holding her hands encouraging her to speak. She bit her lips so hard, she could taste blood.
" Paul raped me, he r.. ra.. raped me" she said between tears...
He could felt his anger, steam was coming from his ears and his face got red.....
Thank God she has told someone, she didn't know if he is angry at her or Paul. She just knew he was angry and he is mad..... Her tears began to flow uncontrollable and she felt so relaxed when she saw his eyes burning with tears and they betrayed him and fell on her skin. She wanted to hug him and cry harder but she wanted full confirmation.

" Kim, when did Paul did this to you" he was now full in tears uncontrollable.
" Two years ago", she was crying so much also, breathing short and having a nervous break down.
At this time he couldn't speak he just stood there clearing the tears from his eyes. His expression changed from emotional to anger, hatred....
She was shocked with the sudden change
Did he think she is lying??
Was he angry at her??
These questions haunt her mind. She was flung to reality when she felt the hold on her wrist tighten.
He began to pull her soooo hard by her wrist she felt the blood in her arms stop circulating.

What was he doing???
It's as if he heard her because he gave her an answer immediately.

" Kim mommy have to know this and he have to pay. You won't suffer anymore, he has to pay" he said with his tears running again.

She felt relief at the tone of his voice and his words at least he believes her.....
Her stomach sank at the thought in her head.
Will my own mother believe me since it's been so long???

Before she could provide the answer to herself she was already in front of her mom.
Her face held a questioning emotion, as if to ask why were they crying.
She was in the middle of arranging her clothes in the closet and she froze mid way as she saw them with tears.