Broken - kaitlyn spellman (book recommendations website .txt) 📗

In the house the lights are out and my younger brother Noah is tucked in bed sleeping. But I lay here silently in my red sapphire comforter just waiting for something to cause a commotion. This house feels so weird and worn out and I can always feel the tension raising. I get up and go to my little brother’s room to check on him. His dark midnight black hair is all messy from sleeping and his deep ocean blue eyes close. Well he seems fine; I thought and left his room. I tiptoe quietly and slowly to into the kitchen. Once again nothing so I walk into the living room only two steps away and sit down on the giant chair. I can feel the tension here the most so I decide to stay. And as if on cue the door busts open and my drunken dad walks in.
“HEY YOU WHAT ARE YOU DOING UP THIS LATE?”He yells and smashes everything and trips taking two steps towards me. My mom comes running out of her room like she was half expecting this.
“Noah is sleeping Xander.”She says in a hush voice and she keeps a distance from him.
“Well shouldn’t this thing be asleep too?” He exclaims pointing his hideous finger at me.
“Keep your voice down and shut up or get out of this house!”My mom says slightly raising her voice but not enough for Noah to hear.
My father seem appalled, “Well this is my house if anyone is getting kicked out it’s that thing!”He glared at me like I was some unwanted puppy. Why does he keep calling me that thing? I look at my mom in hope for answer but she was to occupied balling her eyes out. So, I turn around and head to my room when a pair of hands catches me by the neck. I panic as the hands get tighter and my surroundings slowly become absent. I could hear everything Noah screaming with our mother. Then it all went blank.
When I woke up thankfully I knew I was alive because Noah was beside me sleeping. I open my eyes to the uneasy glance of sunlight and blink a few times to adjust to it. Noah stirred and woke up to and saw me awake then he smiled and hugged me tightly.
“I’m fine Noah, what about you?”
He laughed and answered softly, “Why ask me when you’re the one in this weird bed.” I shake my head; I wonder who was the one that choked me. My mother came up to Noah and me.
“Acantha can I talk to you in private,” she asked motioning me to get up. I got up and followed her into the elevator which happens to be the only thing private enough. She lightly tapped 1 and turned to face me.
“Xander tried to hurt you by choking you, and I see he accomplished it I’m sorry Acantha. I don’t know what has made him so violent and mad, against you. There is just so much I wish to tell you but it’s not me who has to tell you or Xander,” she said with a cracked voice barely making the words come out.
“Then who is it? I don’t understand, I thought you guys loved me I guess I was wrong,” I whispered back surprised how sad and hurt I sounded.
“No, I love you like a daugh- I mean I love you daughter,” she automatically corrected herself from telling the truth.
“So, I never have been your daughter it explains a lot but why on earth wouldn’t you tell me?” I’m taken aback from all these secrets why can’t it just be all normal. Well I should’ve noticed, I have a light brown almost blond hair while hey all have dark hair, I have faire skin and well they don’t.
“Acantha, I I’m sorry,” my not-so-real mother said. I turned away from her fighting tears I never want to cry and whisper back “No you’re not.”
The elevator beeped and I rushed out before she could say something else. Why would they lie, and why do I have so many questions.
“ACANTHA WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN A HOSTPITABLE? ARE YOU OKAY!!!?!??!?!?!” Mr. Gregory my history teacher yelled out rushing to me, he thinks I’m the teachers pet, no thank you.
“I’m fine,” I mumbled reaching for the door handle to get out of here.
“Wait Acantha there has to be a reason you’re here,” Mr. Gregory stumbled racing to be next to me. I laughed and rubbed my throat it did hurt a little but I can barely notice. “Nothing major I’m still alive, I just… Mr. Gregory do you know of any foster homes near here?” I thought about me not being their actual daughter how can going to a foster home and being adopted any different? I need to think of things before I say them because right now I regret it.
“What happen Acantha be truthful,” Mr. Gregory said sounding serious for the first time since I met him.
“Never mind I said anything. See you at school tomorrow.” Google is more helpful then him. I rolled my eyes and attempt to leave again, and once again I was unsuccessful.
“Acantha honestly tell me what happen or your mother will be worried,” he said pitching a nerve in me.
“What do you mean that person who I lived with all my life, that total stranger? She is not my mother, I don’t know why I was so foolish not to realize it sooner besides if I did maybe my fake dad wouldn’t have tried to kill me,” I looked at him with tears running down my soft pale cheeks.
“Of course I meant your real mother, well time for you to go home Acantha,” he murmured pushing me out the door and hurrying off. Yeah now he was to be serious and tell me something, and then of course runs off leaving me on the edge.
I started walking home in the stormy weather and whenever the wind brushed my throat I would flitch thinking Xander would choke me again. As outside darkened I saw a shadow, the same shadow more than once it was always in front of me but whenever I looked to see who it belonged to I would never be able to. Creepy, I thought to myself. I close my eyes and take a deep breathe, I just want to go home. Without opening my eyes I punch someone in the stomach forcing them against the nearest wall. Once I open my eyes I walk up to him and laughed.
“Why is everyone out to get me, god? Who are you,” I asked between giggles, you should see him tons of armor, and weapons that could kill in one shot, and look at me with barely a movement of my arm.
“They warned me that you were strong but not that strong, anyway your mother sent me to get you, and lastly I’m not aloud to present myself,” he whispered picking himself up. I took hold of this shirt and starred at him making sure that he knows who he is talking to.
“Here I’ll ask nicely this time, kind sir what is your name?” I pushed him lightly noticing he was panicking inside completely.
“My name is Nathaniel, I’m sorry if I didn’t please you, princess.” His words left me dumbfounded and my eyes shot wide open. While I stood there motionless someone hit me making me fall to the ground.
“Nathaniel are you okay is this girl bothering you,” a guy my age asked to what seems like his younger brother.
“Damen, no the PRINCESS was not,” Nathaniel emphasized when he said princess which made Damen as dumbfounded as I am. I stood up and brushed off my dress then started walking away. While walking away I heard Damen mumble something like Opps. I smiled and laughed he better be sorry.
“What are you laughing at, you nearly killed my brother.” I turned around and my smiled disappeared in a sudden frown, and I do feel bad I meant no harm he just alarmed me.
“It’s been a very awful day, first my dad or I guess not dad choked me until I nearly died, then I got very shocking news that well they aren’t my parents, and well he was within range of me while I had my eyes close and my guard up so, it could’ve been worst he might’ve been dead,” I explained to him frustrated more with me than anyone else. I mean of course they aren’t my parents.
“Whatever go home and cry,” Damen says harshly like I was just another piece of dirt to brush off. I do feel like one, and I don’t believe Nathaniel there’s no way I am a princess.
“Don’t listen to him, come with me princess,” Nathaniel told me trying to build trust.
“No I’m fine, I’d rather live with a person who wants to kill me and quite frankly I wish he did.” I started losing balance not understanding what was happening then I couldn’t breathe, before anyone could reach me I went completely unconscious.
Once again I open my eyes to the blinding sun and rub them. I look around the room and see Nathaniel and Damen both here. I cough trying to get their attention but it’s clear they are way too tired.
“I’m awake you guys can go to sleep now,” I said struggling to get my voice high enough for them to hear. Damen looked over at me obvious that he isn’t happy about me still being alive, while Nathaniel is grateful that I have recovered. Trying to move out of bed my body flooded with pain and I stopped, making sure they don’t notice. I push myself to get out and walking making it worst. Forcing myself to continue Nathaniel noticed.
“Oh my lord, princess do not do that if it hurts lay down,” he said continuously. I tried to shake my head and pain stroked me again so I just said with a weak voice, “I’m fine.” Even Damen became uneasy with me pushing myself to move, which is odd considering he hates me. Then Damen came over to me picked me up and threw me back on the bed.
“Asking me to go back to bed would’ve been more helpful because now I’m determined to get out of here.” I smirked and ached moving to sit up. He pushed me back down and rolled his eyes, because I can’t even move right now he is stronger than I am.
“Just sleep here I’ll get out of this bed so you guys can sleep, simple.” With all my strength I got up out of the bed and pushed Damen onto it in one swift, hurting, move.
“Princess just sleep we’ve slept today,” Damen lied deceiving me. Instead of arguing with him I slowly make it out of the room, then sighed noticing that we’re in a mansion. It will take me forever to get out of here in the state I’m in.
Someone lightly grabbed me pulling me back into the room and put me in the bed again. I let out an aggravated breath and looked at Damen in admiration