Scarlett Rose Black: Original Story

Chapter 1

Scarlett's POV

Chapter 1

My name is Scarlett Rose Ever Black. Yet most people know me as Silver because of the sliver locket I wear around my neck. They also call me Scar. Not because of my name being Scarlett but because of my past. And we'll get to that in a minute. I guess I should tell you that I am 22 and I've been on my own for a few years now. I don't really have any blood family accept my twin cousins who are 6years younger than me. The family that I once have is long gone now. I was adopted when I was in my teens. Oh, I supposed that I should start at the beginning of my tale, just so you know, this one is a long and hard one to understand. 

Long go I once had a family. A mom, A dad, and an aunt that I once loved.  I was happy and lucky because my dad worked and my mom stayed home and took care of me. My aunt just loster her husband and moved in with us with my twin cousins. I love them as if they were my siblings. Mom was supposed to have a baby, but the baby never came. After I was told I wasn't going to be a big sister, things started to change between my mom and dad.

When I was about 7 things stopped being happy. I just remember that dinners weren't the same. Also, that's when the arguments started between my parents. My aunt took care of me until I was about 8years old. That's when everything was fine again for a time until my father lost his job and turned to drinking. That's when the hitting started. They never hit my aunt or her children; it was just me. When my aunt found out when I was 12 and she tried to protect me. Yet that protection didn't last very long.

One day I was walking home from school. I left early because kids can be cruel and I deiced to go home. When I reached my house was quiet. It was too quiet and the front door was opened and i didn't hear any yelling or screaming.  As I walked into the house I saw my mother on the floor crying, I knew my aunt was here, she's been living with us for a long time now. I just didn't understand at the time why my mother would be on the floor crying. My mother didn't care about me; She stopped caring the moment my father started drinking and hitting not only her but me as well. I ran to my aunt's room and that's when I found my father hitting her and then he started to stab her. I was frozen until I heard the twins.

My aunt was dead and it was only a matter of time before my father saw me and I would be next. I was so scared, but the twins needed me. I needed to protect them, so I ran to them and took them to the attic that was always off limits to me. There was a secret passageway from my room to the attic that no one knew about. I told the twins to run up the stairs and hid in the old chest we always put of things in. They did as they were told and ran.