Forever Broken

Prologue

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I've written a few things in the past, but I never really stuck with it. This time around I've fully committed to Forever Broken! Officially married to it. 😂In separable till the finish. Please leave comments and let me know what you think. If you like it give me a favorite!💙 At the end of a chapter I will be posting pronunciations of names that I use that are unusual. I will definitely re-edit this later.

I haven't decided on posting frequency yet, but I have plenty of free time to write!

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I sat with my head against the cool glass window of the car door, wishing for there to be more than a seat of distance between me and my brother. My gaze switched between my reflection of my dull blue eyes and the scenery passing by. I've been stuck in this old red van for hours on end. In actuality it's probably been two hours at most. My phone already had died. Where are we going? It's small town in the middle of nowhere, literally, but that didn't bother me. I'm supposed to be angry, sad, resentful, or anything but happy and relieved that we're moving. I was leaving a life behind. I'm not though. I'm grateful to be rid of my old life and of Hilton Prep.

My parents, twin brother, little sister, and I were moving back to my parents' hometown. My two Aunts, Three Uncles, and grandparents still lived there. We lived there when I was younger, before my sister, Tally, was born. I was too young to remember much but the people. People always leave a mark on your memory. You never truly forget them; they become faces you see in dreams. I remember my friend Serana Koin though.

She was my neighbor and best friend. We were inseparable. We even dared to climb the tree that separated our windows. At age five I was climbing trees just to sneak over to my best friend's house. We didn't keep in touch much after I moved. I wonder if she still lives there. Of course out of sheer luck the day we decide to move back, the man we rented the house to, decided he wanted to travel the world. So we got our old house back. I really hope she still lives next door.

As I continued to watch and wait for the sign saying 'Welcome to Sinking Springs' I felt small things being thrown at my head. I didn't need to look to know it was coming from my brother. I didn't need to touch the little things to know they were spit covered balls.

This was a normal thing. My brother hated my guts. An exaggeration you say? No. He really does. He's part of the reason we're moving back. What he had done to me. No one truly knows how he feels about me besides his best friend back home. That asshole helped him hurt me over and over because he thought it was fun. Until the last thing that led to our moving, even Ted thought Kale went too far. Thinking back on it caused a trickle of tears to run down my face. Of course this triggered my brother to have a reaction.

"You have got to be kidding me. You're seriously crying? They couldn't have really hurt you. You're so emotional." He huffed and rolled his eyes at me.

I had no comment. I vowed to never to speak to him again, but to everyone else I've just given up on talking. I whipped my tears as anger replaced my sadness, but soon that faded away as well when my mother stepped in.

"Kale, leave her the hell alone! She has been through enough, and yet you continue to tease her and mock her. She doesn't need you making her feel worse." My mother stated angrily. She was trying to be tough for all of us.

"What?! I didn't do shit! She just started crying on her own!"

"Watch your mouth." My father said calmly but deadly. Kale immediately shut his mouth and turned away from them. Even he knew better then to challenge our father. "You will not speak to your mother like that again. If you didn't do anything to Thalia, why are there spitballs in her hair? You will leave her alone and that's final."

My parents don't know that he was the reason everything went to shit in my life. They just place it on me, except the latest incident. They slightly blame him, and Kale knows it. It made him even angrier at me, even though it's his own fault. Me? I blamed my parents for never believing me, when I said he was out to get me. I stopped trying to convince them a few years ago. They don't favor him, but they certainly couldn't believe Kale would hate me that much. Enough to ruining my life and STILL come after me. He was my twin brother after all; family could never hate family for no reason at all. Yet Kale did. He hated me and for 17 years I have yet to figure out why.

My parents looked at me to see if I had anything to say, any reaction to give, but I had none. I have become numb. No words to be spoken. I'm a shell, and they know it. I think because of it, my family is falling apart.

Possibly broken forever.

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Serana - [Ser-ran-a]

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