I sing to myself as I do planks in the living room thinking about the next week. My father ,being the little weasel he is, left town so he could avoid the rumors about me. Yeah, he was that kind of parent and well mom bless her heart left me with this selfish man. I didn't blame her though, I would flee if I could to but I had responsibilities here. I was raised better then to just fly off; no I had to be the mom we didn't have to the other siblings. I shake my head as my arms finally give slamming my face into the cold hard wooded floors. I feel the tears roll down my face from the pain. Not the physical pain no the emotional pain of it all. I know that I will be labeled a crippled and shoved into a dollar waged job while the rest of my class goes to being well paid Raider. Maybe even part of the USA Armed Forces protecting this cursed place? I know my father doesn't truly love me like the rest of the children that aren't even his true blood. Or even the fact that no matter what I do every one hates me and deep down it eats me alive not being accepted. I hear the front door open and my sister's stoned voice echos all around me as I start to breathe again.
"Hey! Make me some food would ya? Also the kids are staying at a friends house so my boyfriends coming over." I see her bouncy black curls flur around her face as she whipped around the corner looking down at me. "You tell father and I will make sure you regret it." She popped her gum before running up the stairs to her room. I soon hear blaring of some old tunes from her high tech garbage. Out of all of us kids my half sister was the most pampered in the whole of us. It never really bothered me; let her keep the items as long as she left me alone. I wasn't just a punching bag for father and the two little kids but my own sister too. I swore I would never hurt them and even now I refuse to do it no matter how much pain they inflict on me. I close my eyes breathing in deeply and shove the thoughts to the side as I popped some noodles in the microwave. I stood there looking at it go round and round in the little box til it beeps loudly snapping me back to my task at hand. I swirl the noodles seasoning them and adding a splash of vinegar. I walk up to her room and knock three times to only enter into the room not waiting for an reply. The fog made me want to cough but instead I slitted my eyes and slam on a distant cold face. She looks at the bowl of noodles before taking it and shoving it into her thin strong frame. I looked away as she offered me the drug from the glass. I refuse politely walking out closing the door behind me. I walk around the stairs and take a right going down the hall. I enter the door to see a closet sized room with a tiny bed. The deep blue reminded me of a stormy ocean swirling around. Yes, my room just as I liked it. I sit on the bed before swiveling into a lay position. Since father wouldn't be home for a while this was the first time in years I was going to actually relax. I was going to take full advantage of the freedom I got before being shoved into a life I didn't want.
"Hey Sis wake up!" I here the startling yell and roll to the right falling onto the floor as my bed was soaked with icy water. Yeah so much for relaxing at all in this house with my sister. I stand up brushing off my pants only to feel hands around my throat. I breath in quickly as they tightened on my neck. I relax myself up dead weighting myself into the masculine arms. He loosens his grip slightly and I strike. I grasp his hand and push it slipping down. I feel something strike me right at the brow bone but I refuse to let it get to me. I grab the rough hand with both of mine and push leaning my whole body into it. As soon as he was off balance I dropped and rolled away. I see a man fall beside me and my laughing stoned sister holding a bloody spatula. I glare at her as I scoot past the angry guy and run down the stairs. I hate when my sister gets stoned; she always gets so mean. It drives me totally nuts. I turn on the busted up radio and sing along slightly as I start to clean while on edge.