Broken Strings

‘…………Together, forever, whatever it takes. I will always love you no matter what…you are not only my lover but you are my heart. When I turn to my side I want to see you there, when I see you all my pain disappears, most of all I love you, and that’s what matters. I love you………..*

*Alarm rings and Arianna wakes up from dream*

‘Uh, another day of pain’ grunted Arianna. I’m a student from Arizona Hilton High; I am in grade 10 and am not a typical 15 year old child. My life is a hell lot different from what you call normal. ‘Oi! Turn that crap off before I drag your ass across the pavement! Flamin tramp’ that’s my step-dad James; he is not the typical father either.

I dragged myself out of my bed and with as little noise as possible, crept to the room next door to me, this was my awesome brother Keenan’s room, I was going in there to wake him up and get him to school. My brother is five years old and goes to hilltop school.

*floor board creeks*

‘I TOLD YOU TO BE FUCKING QUIET! WHAT DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND ABOUT THAT YOU PIECE OF SHIT?’  my step-dad yelled across the house, I trembled with fear. My step-dad came through and into Keenan’s room; he looked at me straight in my eyes with his fiery evil eyes and then grabbed me by the shoulder with a tight grip.

*Arianna shakes and gasps with fear.*

‘Imma teach you a lesson you aint gonna forget anytime soon you trampy bitch’ he looked into my frightened eyes as he shouted at me from above. He dragged me to the kitchen by my hair as I screamed with terror. My father is an abuser and I hate him. He whipped his belt off and that’s when I thought he was going to rape me, its happened before so it can happen again. I was terrified with the thoughts raging my mind. He started whipping me vigorously with it. It was killing so bad, but i couldn't do anything about it. i was in SO much pain.

I screamed in terror and in pain though I was thankful it was only him whipping me with his belt.....and not anything else. I’ve always wished to have a normal loving family, or someone that appreciates me and loves me for who I am. sometimes I cry myself to sleep wishing and praying that I will wake up to me, my mother and Keenan and that everything was alright. I knew this was nothing but a dream. Sometimes I would wake up with big red swollen eyes from crying myself so hard to sleep. But I couldn’t help it.

 My brother watched and cried but didn’t say a word, the only thing Keenan whispered was ’Dear God, please help my sister’ as tears trickled down his face. Keenan had ocean blue eyes and lightly tanned skin, he had light golden brown hair which swept across his forehead. he had ocean blue eyes but at this moment he was pouring an ocean out of his eyes, this was heart wrenching. This made me more upset because I had to see my beautiful brother watch a man abuse his family. This was not the right childhood for Keenan to be growing up in. This was life in hell.  

Beneath the beautiful layer of golden hair and skin was great pain and suffer; his deep blue eyes contained the most sorrow and sadness beyond imagination. Beneath his beautiful, was pain which a grown adult could not contain, but this was a five year old Keenan who keeps the deepest and darkest of secrets. I love my brother with all my heart and nothing can separate us, not even this man from hell who is legally my Step-dad

Keenan stood there at the door and stared at my eyes as the tears rolled down his plump cheeks, he whispered ‘its going to be okay’

My step-dad stopped pelting me with the belt and took a deep breath as he heard me wail; I tried to keep it in so Keenan wouldn’t have to hear me cry but it hurted so bad. James the bastard looked at me in disgust. He picked up the scarf which my father left me before he died, and without any sympathy or feelings this EVIL man set it on fire. He looked at me and laughed as I just wiped the tears off my face. That scarf was all i had left in memory of my great father. He then headed in my direction with the scarf and grabbed onto my leg; he wrapped the scarf on my ankle and left it there to burn my skin as I screamed in pain. The bastard then said ‘That should teach you to make such a racket and to jump about, disturbing me you fucking tramp’ He then walked off back into the room. He slapped Keenan across the head on his way and said ‘Waste of space’.

This hurt me so bad, I didn’t care that he hurt me, but he hurt my brother emotionally and hurt my mother so severely. I feel like an idiot because I cant do anything to help my mother.

Keenan ran to me and hugged me while we sobbed together. He then looked up at me and said

‘Don’t worry sis, we’ll get him one day, one day we will be bigger than him and we can move outta this hell house. We can move to those big houses, or we can ask Justin Bieber if we can live with him. I’m sure he wont mind.’

He wiped my tears with his small fragile hands. I laughed at how sincere and loving my brother was. I couldn’t help but feel bad because I couldn’t give him the childhood he deserves. My brother Keenan deserves everything in the world he wishes for, not to live in the shitty hell house.

This day did not end here, I had school to worry about, another day in school and another day of Vanessa………

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