Drowning in Fire

Pie

Luna's Pov

 

"Rosie" I whispered

a smile quickly found its way to my face

I looked at her and in her beautiful blue dress, she looked like the modest women of the village. he dark black hai rwas pulled up into an intricate bun with braids and jewlery and she wore many rings on her fingers, gifts from her many lovers, and marrage offers

" what are you doing here? " i said still smiling from ear to ear. i had placed the soilder in the infirmary right next to my station and left to prepair more medication for him 

she didnt respond to me as she walked towards me. once she was close enough she recahed foward snatching my scraf off my head and thowing it onto the floor, then she began shoving jars of medication onto the floor, she was throwing one of her usual fits.

i didnt even notice as she took up a jar and chucked it in my direction

the jar hit my cheek causing me to stumble back and fall onto the floor

"how do you expect me to live with this" she yelled holding up a brown bag full of money I left for her. It was a whole months worth of my pay

"I'm sorry, I fell sick and I had to take a few days off" I whispered trying to calm her down and explain myself. I slowly tried to standing up and walk towards her. 

The money was a bit short

last month I fell sick with the flu and I could not control my gift everywhere I went water would spring from the ground. My floor was flooded all day. because of this i had to call out of work for a couple days and of course my pay was deducted.

"you are just a curse." she sneered at me with disgust. the eyes that once looked at me with so much admiration are now filled with so much hate.

"Rosie please I worked extra shifts," I held onto her arm before she broke anything else, i knew this would be coming out of my pay.I strumbled foward still feeling a bit light headed from getting struck a few seconds ago

 "but I could not make enough for the new dress" I pleaded for her not to be angry with me.

I gave up lunches to be able to make up for the amount.

"I wish you died instead of uncle" those words were followed with silence.

i looked at my 15 year old sister in shock

i fought back my tears as i let go of her arm and stepped away from her 

"Rosie" i whispered trying to find the words

" I don't care how you feel but don't bring him up in such a dishonorable way I am still your sister!" my voice broke as I raised my voice

she stepped towards me and raised her hand. she brought it down with all her might. I reached out and caught it midair having enough of her violent fits

"don't you dare say that out loud? you are nothing to me but a freak" she snatched her hand from mine turning around with the money in her hands.

all the emotions from today started to build up. I was tired, I wanted to sleep. I wanted to run away. I was tired of hiding myself. I wanted to be accepted too.

water rushed from the ground filling my hands.

the cool liquid shifted in my hand waiting to be used but instead, a sob pushed out of my throat

I dropped the water from my hands onto the floor

my eye blured as i heard rosie march out of the room but not before grabbing her money