BROKEN

Family

He turned back around and struck Faisal in the head again. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone to call 911. My hands were shaking to the point that I could barely punch the numbers in. He caught me using the phone and grabbed it out of my hands.

"Give me my phone!" I exclaimed.

"Run Warsan." Faisal said faintly with his eyes closed. I stood up and ran across the living room to get to the front door. Our father tried to chase me but he was so drunk that he couldn't keep up. I made it to the car and banged on the window.

"Call 911!" I yelled.

"What's going on?" asked Ali.

"Faisal's hurt call 911!" Hanan took out her phone and called quickly. She handed me the phone to explain.

"911, what's your emergency?" the operator asked.

"My dad is beating my brother and I can't stop him. Please send help." I cried into the phone. I gave her the address and ran back inside. My dad was gone and Faisal was laying on the floor unconcious.

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I rode in the back of the ambulance with Faisal.

"Will he be okay?" I asked the paramedic.

"We're not sure." he said. "He has substantial injuries to the head. I'm not a doctor so I can't say what kind of damage has been done to the brain." I was still shaking from incident for the rest of the ride.

We got to the hospital and he was immediately taken into surgery. I was forced to sit in the waiting area alone. I wanted to call Ammar and Abdirahman but I didn't have their numbers memorized, my dad still had my phone.

"Are you the sister of the patient?" a police officer asked as he approached me.

"Yes."

"I need to ask you a few questions." he said.

"Alright."

"What caused the attack?"

"My dad and brother got in a fight, my father was drunk and he got angry and hit my brother in the head with a glass bottle. I tried to stop him but he pushed me aside and kept hitting him. I panicked and ran outside to call the police. By the time I came back inside, my father was gone and my brother was knocked out."

"Do you have any idea where your father went?"

"Nope."

"Warsan!" a familiar voice yelled. I turned around. My mother, my father, my step-mother, my step-siblings, Aunt Nadira, and both of my grandmothers were running towards me.

"Are you alright?" my mother asked.

"Yeah but Faisal isn't." my eyes were filling with tears. She put her arm around me and sat me down. The rest of the family sat around also.

"Tell us everything that happened." she said.

"We went to the apartment and Abdirahman and Ammar were there. Our dad was laying on the couch drunk. Faisal exploded and went off on everybody, Ammar and Abdirahman left and then Faisal turned on our dad. Then he got angry and hit Faisal with a glass bottle. I tried to stop him but-" my voice began to crack.

"It's not your fault." Hanan said. "Who knows what he could have done to you?"

"I tried everything but he pushed me and took my phone." my tears were flowing.

"What did the doctor say?" my father asked.

"I didn't talk to a doctor yet. But there was a lot of blood coming from his head and he was unconcious." The door to the waiting room opened and Hawo and Hakeem entered.