Sam X hunter

Alone

As I was in my room drawing a picture of a bird that I saw on the tree from my window, I could hear my mom and dad arguing. Here we go again, don't they know that Ethan hates when they fight? Getting up and closing my sketch book, I went down the hall to my little brother's room and opened his door. Going over to his closet door and sliding down the wall I heard him crying in there and it made me sad. Humming his favorite song and lightly tapping on the door I could hear him slowly breathing and relax. He then opened the door and crawled over to me and lad in my lap, holding him I still continued to hum and I rubbed his back.

"Thank you Emma, you always know how to make me feel better."

"Of course Ethan, I'm always here for you."

Rubbing his back and holding him, the fighting got louder making Ethan grip onto my shirt and hide his face in my chest. I then took a toy that was beside me and threw it at the door making it shut blocking most of the noise out. I then hummed louder and Ethan's grip on my shirt started to loosen. Later once the fighting stopped I looked down and found Ethan asleep. Picking him up I put him in his bed and covered him up in his blankets. I then kissed him on the head and turned off the light shutting his door slowly behind me as I left and looked down the hall. This has gone to long I need to talk to them, they're starting to scare Ethan. Walking down the hall to the dining room where my mom and dad where staring at each other I slammed my hands and they looked at me for this is the first time I have stood up to them after they just fought. So swallowing hard I looked at them and took a deep breath.

"Your fights need to stop and they need to stop now! Your starting to scare Ethan every time you guys fight so just stop!"

"What did you just say young lady!?"

"I-I said... t-to stop f-fighting...?"

Scared, I swallowed hard and took a few steps back as my father was getting in front of me. He then raised his hand and slapped me in the face leaving a big bruise by my eye. On the floor scared and crying I looked up at him terrified. My mom then came up in front of dad and slapped him and pointing out the door.

"You do not get to slap our daughter!!! Get out and take a breather NOW!!!"

Looking at him from under my mom's raised arm, he huffed and walked out the front door. My mom then let out a loud breath and then turned around and keeled down taking her hand and gently moved my head so she could see the bruise. Then she got up and got a rag and a ice pack slowly placing it on the bruise.

"I'm so sorry he did that Emma. He didn't have a right to hit you like that, you were just standing up for your brother. Sorry about fighting, I know it's not that easy for you to take care of your brother when we fight."

"It's okay.... I just don't like it when he's upset and I just thought that your fighting was enough..."

"I know, and I also know as your mother, that it hurt's you when we fight too."

Looking at me in the eye's I looked down, it did hurt me to see them fight and I didn't like it when dad or mom would leave and the other one would be in the living room drinking. Out of no where my mom engulfed me into a hug and I realized that I was crying. I was crying because of the pain and hurt that I kept inside so I could show Ethan how strong his big sister was but I was hurting myself.

"It's okay, you don't have to keep it all inside. It's not healthy for an eight year old like you to hold all that responsibility. Just let it all out, I'm right here for you Emma, just let it out~"

Crying into my mom's chest I felt a lot better being able to cry out how I felt. Wiping my tear's and taking easy breath's, I hugged my mom tightly and she hugged me even tighter. I then muffled thank you to my mom and she laughed at how I sounded and kissed my head. Getting up I went to my room and put the ice pack on my side table at the left side of my bed and got changed into my pj's, then getting into bed turning my lamp off and looked out the window. It was bright outside by the full moon and I could see the stars in the sky and I slowly went to sleep not happy to go to school and deal with the kids noticing the bruise on my face.