Adopted by Phan

Chapter One

M E L A N I E

"Then the prince climbed up the tower an-"

"Melanie pack your things!"

My mother burst into my baby brothers bedroom with a smashed glass of wine. The edges were jagged and sharp.

She hurdled the glass towards my head, making it bleed it one go.

Dizziness came and overthrew. Black dots were forming in my eyes, I could barely even make it my own hand in front of my face.

I heard blood-curdling cries and soon realised they were coming from me and my brother.

My mother ripped the book out of my hand and tore each page up individually.

More and more items were being thrown towards me making me barely conscious.

Curse words were being thrown about like normal speech. Half coming from my mother and some coming from me.

Another object was thrown at my head but this time it was softer, my bag.

"Pack your shïtty stuff in there!"

As a second attempt I tried to rationalise my, clearly drunk and mentally insane, mother.

Bad idea. Threads of my hair was ripped out from my head and onto my mothers fingertips. She laughed.

That sick, sick twisted woman.

Ethan was crying and cuddled in the corner of his cot. If only I could reach him.

With force, I was pushed onto the scratchy carpet, trying to stabilise on my knees.

I felt a sharp stab in my back. She had a pen knife.

My only instinct was to get her down. If that was possible...

Her leg was stretched out and with all my force I lurched forward onto it sending her tumbling downwards.

"Little bïtch!" She screamed.

Instantly she stood up again and screamed at me to pack with threats.

Frantically I was grabbing my stuff throwing into my bag without a care in the world.

Still on my knees, I crawled over to Ethan.

"Shh, shhh." I whispered softly.

Within seconds he was pulled out of my grip and into my mothers arms.

"I'm putting him in the car, get packed, little bïtch!" My mother shouted.

Ethan stared at me worried through his big blue eyes and curly bush of hair. His dimples had gone and he tried to crawl back to me but my mother pulled him away. That sight burned into my brain only to haunt me forever.

Then slam!

The door was locked.

No escape.

I could only feel my heart breaking and tears flowing down my cheeks like blood in my body.

The door clicked and in entered my mother again.

Everything went blurry but i could a strong pain in my neck. I could get my mothers voice screaming stuff at me. All sounds were muffled and soon I blacked out.

Authors Note: Hi, welcome to my story!

Oooh cliffhanger, well sorta.

I hope your enjoying the story so far, sorry this was kind of short.

Oh well!

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Warning: This story contains graphic depictions of violence, sexuality, strong language, and/or other mature themes.
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