Chapter 6

Winter’s POV

I don’t know how much more of everything I can possibly take. Every day it’s the same old story, the same boring

routine and the bruises that never seem to fully heal, before they are taken over by new ones, either from my brother

or my father, let alone the kids at school. I’m currently in the shower frantically trying to wash my hair due to the

soda it took earlier during the day. It’s so sticky and horrible, even smells slightly and I wrinkle my nose in disgust. At

this rate, it might take another shower later to get it fully out of my hair. Or I’ll have to cut it, something I flat out

refuse to do no matter how long it takes to get this bloody stuff out.

Finally, I’ve done what I can to get rid of the sticky residue and I step out, stopping short as I see none other than

my brother Damien sitting on my bed, looking amused at my terror. There’s a broad smile on his face and linstantly

it. He holds up a book and I feel my heart sink. I’ve got so much homework already and he

breathe and count to ten. Please

was something else he wanted, but I very much doubt

I flinch, waiting for the inevitable

start to relax even though I know that it’s possible he’ll

me.

want to give you my homework” he says and tosses

all I can do not cry out in

for

was silence and I see something flash in my brother’s eyes. I

for a moment or was I hallucinating? Since when does he show even

enough to shock me. He bites his lip as

hit me but again he catches

of warning” he mutters under his breath, my ears straining as I heard his words “father’s

though he’s trying to warn me and I feel my heart skip

thing I need to deal with today, even though I’m used to it now. Then, just like that, he’s gone. I’m astonished by his concern, but it’s fleeting as I feel dread rise in my gut. There would only be one reason

hands against the door

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