A Diffirent Life 4

School was out for the day. I had just gotten home. The house was empty, meaning that either Izzy or Caleb were home. Caleb hadn’t been home yesterday either, I didn’t see him this morning when I left for school. Thank God.

I was so thrilled to come home and see that he wasn’t home. Maybe he would do what he sometimes does. Leave one day or night and not return for about a week. Izzy and I loved those weeks. Life at home felt perfect, just me and Izzy clowning around and having fun. I hope that was the case this time.

I lay on the couch feeling good because the house was empty and I was homework free. I turned on the television and started watching MTV. The next thing I knew I was sleep.
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I woke up and realized that it was getting darker outside. Looked at my cell and saw that it was 4:50. Dang! Izzy’s daycare got out at 5:00. I raced to put on my shoes. I was outside and on the city bus in about 15 minutes. When I had finally arrived it was 5:31. I was late, which I from time to time was.

I walked into the building and saw Izzy lying on the carpet watching Sponge bob Square pants. She looked up at me and smiled.

"Hey sis" she greeted and then turned back to the TV.
"Hey short stuff" I smiled back even though she wasn’t paying attention.

Mrs. Campbell came out from the back and smiled at me. She was a very pretty and nice woman. But sometimes she was a little feisty. I loved her like a second mother she was awesome.
"Hi, Allyaisa"
"Hi Mrs. Campbell, how are you"
"I am old and happy"
"Please you look like you are 28"

Which really was true because she had an almost wrinkle free face.

"Please child, don’t you start lying to me"
I laughed because she can’t take a simple compliment.
I chatted with her for a couple more minutes and then me and Izzy were on our way.
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(It’s around 8:00 pm)

Me and Izzy were sitting at the table eating dinner. Some Mac n cheese, chicken, and salad. I am actually a good cook. My mom taught me when I was around 11. Still no sign of Caleb, I am feeling so happy. About five minutes later I heard a jingling sound, I listened really hard but I didn’t hear it again. Shrugging it off I turned back to Izzy, who was telling me about what she had did today. By the sound of it she had a lot of fun.

But then a couple of minutes later I heard that jingling sound. I was certain I had heard it this time. I looked over at Izzy who was looking me dead in the face. She had heard it too. Oh No! No! It can’t be…please tell me I’m wrong, please! I was begging to no one in particular.

It’s not Caleb. I told myself this about 10 times when Caleb comes into the kitchen standing in the doorway. Speak of the devil. Ugh! His facial expression wasn’t very happy. I am telling you he is always mad. I haven’t seen him happy in a long time. I mean he wasn’t a very happy teenager his dad had told my mom before. But I guess whatever made him unhappy then was making him really unhappy now.

"Having dinner without me?" he snarled.
I just shrugged and then looked at Izzy mouthing the words don’t say a word. She nodded to me and then started pretend eating.

"I asked you a question and I expect an answer!" he mumbled/yelled.
I didn’t say a word and neither did Izzy.
"SPEAK!" He yelled. I had been expecting him to do that Izzy from what I could see hadn’t because she jumped making her plate spill onto the floor. She looked down at it, and then up at me her pretty brown eyes were scared and frightened. I was about to mouth something to her but before I could Caleb charged over yelling.
"YOU BRAT, PICK IT UP NOW!" he yanked on her hair, forcing her down to the ground. She cried out tin pain. I shot up from my chair. No way! I had told him not to mess with her ever! He had laughed at me when I said it but I was dead serious.

I ran over and roughly pushed him off of her. She quickly got up and ran up the stairs. She turned around and looked at me. I nodded and she nodded back and ran up to her room still crying. I turned back to Caleb who was starting to stand up. I pushed him back down. I wasn’t stronger than Caleb but seeing as how he was a little drunk and out of it I had a good chance.

I quickly walked over to the fridge and opened it, something caught my eye. A beer bottle. Perfect. Snatching it out of the fridge I rapidly walked back to Caleb I was mad. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. Messing with me is one thing, but when you mess with my sister, that is something else.

I stood over Caleb and didn’t hesitate I raised the beer bottle and swung it with a lot of force. I mashed it over Caleb’s head. He fell onto the floor with a thud.

I stood there staring at him in disgust and hatred. Ugh! I started walking up the stairs. He wasn’t dead, even though he should be. He would just wake up with a major headace in the morning or whenever he regained consciousness. Hopefully Never.

I walked into my room, which was also Izzy’s room. I didn’t see her. She must be in the closet or under her bed.

"Izzy" I called softly.

I heard a rustling noise and she appeared from under her bed. Her face was puffy with tears. Her eyes were all red. I walked over to her and gave her a hug.

"Are you okay" I whispered.
‘Yeah, it doesn’t hurt as bad" she said.
"Come on let me see" I sat her on the bed, and stood up looking through her brown curly hair. It looks okay. "Well I don’t see any blood so you can breathe now" I laughed.

She let out a sigh of relief and then laughed too.
"Want me to massage it" I asked.
"Yeah sure" she rubbed her wet eyes.

While I was massaging her hair, told her about going to Chuckie Cheese’s on Saturday which happened to be tomorrow.

She seemed so excited which was good. I was happy just to see her happy.

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