sister's love

SISTERS LOVE

Nick sat in his chair as usual staring at the white ceiling the afteroon sun turning it a dull yellow, his mother had punished him and his sister agian. she had been smoking again, as she coughed she had hit them both. at this his small hands gripped the arms of the wooden punishment chair his arms bound with thick rope tightly knoted. "ya both are monsters, shit like demons!" she had told them time and time again her grey eyes the same color as his shined in a feverish light, over and over in her harsh voice which had been runined by those nasty ciggarettes she smoked. the smell still in his nose from it, she had always been like this even before dad had died she had called him those things too but he did nothing to her for it or what she did to them. He remembered a time when they and their mother had been happy, then his father had been shot. that's when it became lke it was now.

they both knew there mother had killed him but were too afraid to tell the police, their father had been out jogging like he would have been normally, when nick remembered waking up and hearing the front door open slowly. he had gotten up to look out the window assuming that it had been his father coming back from his early morning jog. he had snuck past his sleeping sister who to him looked like a dark haired sleeping beauty, her soft mouth in a contented sleep as her brown lashed eyes shifted slightly in sleep. when he at last reached the curtain and pulled it back. he saw his mother standing outside the door on the porch,waitng sitting in the swing his father had built for all four of them. in the darkness she looked like one of those demons, that she called him with his fathers hunting knife in glinting menacingly in her hand. he had been both frightened and fascinated by the brightness of the metal.

A few minutes later his father came up the street in his jogging suit, then he slowed to a walk and went over to his mother. "is there something wrong honey?" he had asked her his dark eyes on the knife. his mother slowly stood up the air filled with tension and a thick silence. then she ran at him sticking the knife into his jugular vien, his father had stood there frozen, his mouth filled with bloodwhich dribbled down his chin and flowed freely from his throat. then he fell to his knees then at fell face frist in the gravel drive way. his own blood pooling around him, in the reflection from the blood he saw his mother face smiling like someone who ad lost there mind. the hunting knife dripped blood to add more into the pool beneath er feet. then a roll of thunder was heard and it began to rain, then the intensityof the rain increased the raindrops becoming thicker and heavy the wind picking up as the blood from the knife washed away.the poolof blood also washing away as his mother, put the knife into her pocket the rain had washed the blood from it as it had the drive way. then she dragged his father body into the backyard as the rain continued to fall, she had never looked up or even checked to see if anyone saw it was like she didn't care. something about the sudden storm had set nicks body on edge like something wasn't right about it,.

nick's heart had raced as he sat at the sill unbeileving, then he raced into his bed and threw the covers ove rhis head and scrunched his eyes shut. thunder rolled outside as he heard is sister shift in her bed, "nicky?" she asked her voice sending aw ave of reileif through his body. "are you awake?" he slowly pulled back the covers and turned his grey eyes towards his sister, who to him in her just woken up state looked more beautiful than ever. she looked at him with concern her large brown eyes sad "are you alright nicky?" she asked hopping out of her bed and walking quietly over to his bed she had been the only one besides his father who had really cared about him. their mother would beat up on her the most outof the two of them.

He was more worried about his older sister, mom always punished her more, but the scratches and brusies she gave them never stayed so they suffered in silence. her beautiful creme colored face, her liquid brown eyes and dark black hair, much like their dads. a sweet face that smiled at him and reminded him of good times,of a friend who played with him when he had no one to play with. after his mothe rwent insane from seeing their father rise from his grave the day after he was shot and killed by a local gang member, the night was probably one of the most horrifying and life changing nights of nick and anna's young lives. it had been a calm summer evening their mother had been sitting in the porch swing alone. her hair had een in a neat and tidy bun as she sat on the swing alone gently rocking it, she had been sobbing for most of their fathers funeral the air was calm and quiet as he and his sister had climbed into the swing nestling themselves against her


since then everytime she saw him she would race into her room and lock the door and never come out nick or his sister would also see her sneaking down into the basement where their father kept these books about magic and other kinds o strange things. she would spend at the most half a night in the basement then a green gllow would show from underneath the door and she would come back out again looking healthy and refreshed. That was when she started to change, she smoked a great deal, she became violent and lashe dout at them yet she did this when their fathe rwans't home or was asleep never when he was around them o rnear them. the morning after witnessing their fathers murder by her. there mother came out of her room grining contentedly at the and had even made them breakfast chocolate pancakes, a favorite of theirs. she was also wearing a velvet red dress that reched her knees, beige stockings and red shoes, her hair was brushed aand in a clean braid. as she put the this had been the first time nick and his siter had seen her out of her room with them in years,it had frightened them.



Anna then started to follow him everywhere, she even took baths with him and slept in his bed just to make sure they weren't alone with their deranged mother.
things only got stranger as their mother was sitting one day reading the paper one day and was sratching off a lottery ticket,
they also had another problem, food, they didn't trust whatever their mother made for them so they were left with nothing to eat. at one point nick could see his ribsas he looked in the bedroom mirror. their mother would go out either with these multiude of new rich friends she had or with strange men she would be gone for days leaving them in their new large house alone with no food at all.


then he heard footsteps coming towards the door, he was ready for her to hit him again. they would gone tommorow, but still he hated it getting beaten his sister crying, the smell of her ciggarettes on her breath and clothes filling the air with choking light grey smoke. he hated her! he hated everything about her, after he was finally let go he would make her pay. he didn't know how but he would do it, then the door slowly opened strange that there was no smell of smoke, no angry words being said to him. no hand coming at him flat or in a fist, "it okay nicky." said a light and soft voice they made his heart beat faster. then he heard then scrapping sound of of the ropes being cut, the pressure on his arms lessening slowly. then a final snap as he watched the bright yellow rope drop out of the corner of his eye. then after minute his sisters sweet face ccame into view. she was untouched, her face perfect and beautiful and she smiled at him as she bent down and cut the bonds on his feet.

"sis," he said overjoyed to the point of tears she was alright his wonderful sister is alright. she stood and smiled at him she took his hands in hers and pulled im up from the chair. then she stroked his hair, he practically purred with pleasure. "it's alright nicky, mom's not coming to get you." nick looked at his sister puzzled, she pulled a smal box out of her jean pocket, it was a small red box shaped like a diamond, it looked like it was made of stone. she placed it on the ground in front of him. he looked her still puzzled, she looked at him and grinned "look." she said softly as she opened the box. a thousand bright silver needles shined brightly in the noon sun fascinating him. Anna pulled one out to show him, "dad showed me how to use these a long time ago." said the bright needle reflecting in her dark eyes brightening them.

Nick looked at her a question shining in his eyes. "you see these needles cause things to not be able to move on their own." nick looked shocked at his sister "is mom dead!?" he asked in an almost happy tone. just then a mole cricket crawled in from the floor boards between them chirping in the warmth of the room.Anna and nick looked at each other as the mole cricket hopped away, then was soundly not moving and had a shining silver needle sticking from it back. his eyes widened in shock as he looke back at his sister accusingly, she simply giggled "dont worry about this little guy." said as she walked over to the reddish brown insect which hadn't moved at all. then she carefully pulled the needle out, almost instantly the cricket began to chirp again and hoped away beneath the door. "see," she told him dangling the needle in front of his nose "when i remove the needle it can move and make sound again." she placed the needle back in the box and put the top back on and put it back in her pocket.

"but you don't want mom to make sound or move again do you?" she whispered in his ear slowly and softly. nick furrowed his eyebrows together in anger as he shivered from the tickling of his sisters breath on his ear, "no." he hissed softly. Anna smiled darkly "then follow me." she ordered in a gentle tone taking his hand in hers. they walked for a while into the kitchen, this confused the little boy further as Anna went into drawer and pulled out the large cheifs knife. she looked at the sharp object examining it, something in er eyes made nick uneasy as she looked at it. then she turned her black eyes on himand smiled sweetly making him instantly forget the unease that rested at the pit of his stomach. then she took his hand again and they walked on toawrds their parents bedroom. by this time the sun had set to almost nothing. making the sky outsoide a dark cooling purple the clouds a soft grey purple taking on the color of the sky.

It gave the atmosphere outside a calm and soothing feel,however the atmosphere within however, was something much darker, more frightening. Nick and Anna stood before their parents bedroom door nick looked at his sister as his pulse began to beat in his throat. Anna smiled and slowly opened the door, Nick's mouth fell open as he looked inside. His mouther lay on the floor in a work out suit maroon in color. her body seemed twisted her top lay on her stomach while ther was on her side, it was like she was a strange twisted statue made of flesh and blood.her grey eyes were wide and her face tear stained as she looked at them with her fevered glare. Nick then noticed several shining pinpoints on her body, they looked just like the needles his sister had shown him a few minutes ago. there were thousands of them on his mothers body, she reminded him of the insects he saw pinned in school. "you love me don't you nicky?" his sister whisppered softly to him, tickling his ear.

He shuddered and nodded his head ferciously, Anna placed the handle of the knife in his hand and closed his hand over it. "then,kill her for me nicky." she said er whisper on the cusp of a hiss. "dad will come back if you do." nicky's heart leapt at the thought of seeinghis father again but he hesitated in doing this, he hated his mother that was true, but he wasn't sure if he hated her enough to kill her
their father had taught them it was wrong to kill anyone after all. He had told them never to do it even when he himself had been killed by a person more then once. "but...how sis?" he asked innocently staring into his sister liquid eyes that had turned a burning coal black the question of what she meant by him coming back in his eyes which she read instantly. Anna laughed and walked over to her mother she gave her swift kick that cuased and groan to escape.

"this bitch got into to father's magic books and used it to keep herself from being caught. not only that!" she added as she placed her foot on the womans hand and ground on it hard the sound of cracking bone filling the air as the tears returned to flowing down her mothers face she struggled to move her mouth. "she used it to cast a spell on him so he wont get up anymore!"Nicky shook as he looked at his mother then his mind filled with a memory. a memory of his mother in happier times it was bak when he was three or four, he had fallen down he had gotten up then stood there crying back then his mother had been a wonderful person to him. her hair was nicely brushed and down, her greyss eyes filled with a soft light as she wiped away his tears with a tissue, then she had smiled at him. he was then brought out of his memories by a strangled noise coming from his mother "i...i.." his mother said trying to get more out like it was a strain for her to speak. nicky looked down at her as her mouth trembled, then he saw something her eyes that made him nearly drop the knife it was a soft light of motherly love, something he hadn't seen since he wa slittle. ttears continued to run down her face as she spouted "I'm....s..sor..ry....nick...." she gasped for air then turned to look at her daughter the light still in her eyes.