Broken Unity

2. Days at home

Aris P.O.V
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I soon found out who stole my money. It was one of the thugs roaming our area. But I had no chance of getting it now, it was too late. They're probably spending it on a pack of cigarettes or something. Mum tells me I shouldn't look down on the poor, since I tend to do it a lot.

I was already downstairs before mum left, she doesn't say much when she leaves. Other than 'don't fight with Alexia', 'Keep to yourself' or 'don't disturb Alexia.' It sickens me that I share the same blood with an uncivilised monster.

I sat downstairs peacefully watching a basketball game. I'm not one of those fans who scream at the tv , although I occasionally mutter a few words of advice to the players. Luckily it wasn't Alex's turn downstairs so I could spend as long as I could lounging about. She found it particularly annoying when I called her Alex, she says she doesn't want me saying any part of her name so a nickname disgusts her.

Suddenly the commentary of the game was drowned out by the annoying sound of a screeching of a violin. The violin is such a beautiful instrument, creating such harmonies that can correct your ears. But when it's played by an uneducated ogre, it saddens me.

I walk calmly up the stairs to tell her off for 1. Being very rude for playing the instrument while I watch TV and 2. Disgracing the violin. My knuckle slowly placed itself when she opens the door sharply. Her face shows signs of annoyance, arrogance and disgust. Fun fact: When I was 10 I found a plastic surgery voucher, so I kindly gave to her. She obviously did not appreciate it.

"Since when did I say you can touch my wall?" She asks sourly. I ignore the pathetic comment and head straight to the point.

"I need you to stop playing your violin for the following reasons, first-" I begin to explain my demand when she cuts me off aggressively.

"Look hard at my face. Does it look I could care less about your pathetic needs," she hisses wiping the door with a wipe.

"I couldn't care less about what you think, I'm ordering you to stop," I respond.

"No! I will not it's my playing time," with that she slammed the door shut in my face. Continuing to play the violin

Hm, how rude.

I swing the door open and snatch the violin. I immediately run for the toilet and lock myself in there. Her fists bang against the door. She knows exactly what I'm going to do.

"Don't you freaking dare, I will kill you and bury your guts in your bedroom," she screeches at the door. Ha! She can't threaten me even if it cost her her life. Or her violin.

I hang the violin between my thumb and index fingers over the toilet. "Hmm you know what would happen if I did drop it," I tease mercilessly.

"Stop being such a moron, just give it back!" She pleaded. Oh am I enjoying this.

I laugh at her poor begging and continue the torture,"or should I poor bleach over it? Decision,decisions. "

Suddenly the banging stop and I hear an incongruity of loud cluttering and smashing. Then an ear piecrcing scream. Gosh, if you're suffering, suffer in silence. Everything goes silent after someone screaming my name. Is it Alexia? It must be! Oh My God. She could be dead. I have to get out of her. I have to...

Go and celebrate!

She gone finally gone. I'm free. Oh how I've waited for this day! I drop the violin and leave it lie on the bathroom floor. I stride out of the bathroom so elegantly I felt like I could fly. I run downstairs and jump on to the couch. The game is still on.

I sit for 10 full minutes on the sofa enjoy every second. Alex is definitely gone. But how did she just disappear, I mean there has to be a way. With all that loud noise she made before her existence was cleared, something must have caused her to do that. Wait. Maybe there's a burgular in the house. My heartbeat speeds up and I feel my palms beginning to sweat. Don't panic, you're just parnoid. I can't even persuade myself anymore.

I turn off the TV and wait for something to happen. I pray that it's nothing she probably just fell out of a window. I place my arms calmly at side of me, resting them on top of the backrest of the couch. I silently take a deep breath and exhale. Or maybe she ran back to her room, slipped and died. Or maybe...

My arms I pulled backwards and twisted, I yelp loudly showing pain, then my arms are brought together and tied with a rope . I can feel her. It's her. She's behind me holding that rope firmly. I can't even speak. "Don't bother moving," she murmers. "You'll just break your arms."

Tch. I'd much rather break all my bones than even know you, but I have things so live for so it would all just be a waste.

The phone rings, we both know it's mum. The is only a few inches away from Alex, so she carefully picks it up, making sure I don't move. "Hi mum..yeah everything is fine..yeah...sure..don't worry...What now? But he's in the toilet...Ok. Bye." She hangs up immediately, the rope tightens around me immeadiately.

"I knew this would come in handy after scouts," she smiled evilly. How hard I wanted to punch her right now. "Now the violin, as you know of my beautiful playing, I will treat you to a private playing! How thoughtful of me, you're so lucky to know someone so kind."

I grimace at the thought of her being the slightest bit kind, the moody, sly cow. She tightens the rope and continues to talk about her self and how amazing she is. It makes me sick.

She picks up the violin and positions it on her chin. Get ready for hell. She begins playing very loudly, missing most notes. Her eyes close and I know this is my chance. I try to turn my hands so they're facing each other, so I don't break my arms while trying to bring them over. After about a minute of turning I can finally bring them over.

Suddenly she begins walking around still playing, why am I cursed with such a surly monster? By now she is on the left side of me facing the wall. Now. My arms bring them selves over and I shake off the rope, its extremely worn out and broken.

I jump on her and push her against the couch. I'm crouched on top of her as she struggles her way out of my grip. My hands immediately reach for the violin and grab it so harsh and throw it so fiercely I hear it smash against the door. God, I'm so pissed off right now.

"Don't ever play that damn violin in this house again, you should have the common sense not to," I warn her aggressively. She pushes me off crying but screaming wildly at me.

"Get the hell off me, you animal. Do you not have any respect for a lady," she screams clawing at me.

"Oh please, it's not like you never attacked me. You're not even lady, you're just some peasant off the streets," I shout back, grabbing my basketball. With that I walk out of the house slamming the door behind me, not leaving her time to respond.
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Authors note:

Wow this chapter was really enjoyable to write, I guess these two don't exactly have peace in their dictionary. Anyway comment which character you like at the moment. Thankyouuuuu