Anthony’s
P.O.V
I woke up to my sister screaming in
the next room over. Jumping up, I rushed to open my door and into her room.
“Anthony….”she whimpered out. She
was sitting up in bed and panting.
“Bella, are you sure you don’t want
me to move back in here with you? “I asked walking over to her and sitting on her
bed.
She nodded “I’m 15 now, it would be
weird,” she said clinging to me “Do you want to talk about it? “I asked softly.
“Not yet, I know five years should be
long enough to cope with it, but it just hurt so much.” She whispered, while
silent tears strolled down her face. “ Its okay takes all the time you need.
When you want to talk I’ll be there,” I said comforting her. “ We should
probably go to bed. Tomorrow is the first day of school, we have to be at our
best especially since we’re going to be the new kids.” I told her getting up,
but she still had a hold of my sleeve. “Bella?” I questioned looking down at
her.
“Can you play me a song?” She asked
quietly, I sighed then smiled. “Of course Bella, I’ll always play for you,” I
said and reached under her bed to grab it. She asks me to play the violin so
after that I just keep it in her room. The violin was in the same condition it
was when I had gotten it from mom and dad eight years ago. The same beautiful
pearl white color it had along with the flour pure black strings. Taking the
bow, I began to play a haunting melody. The song I played was called ”Akiss”
composed by Avinash Baghel. It has always been on of her favorites. It was
one I had mastered at the age of 12. People are always telling me that I’m a
music prodigy and, offer me scholarships for when I can go to collage, but I
decline every single one, knowing that my sister would be alone with that man
still out there, besides I don’t want to be a music major, I want to do
whatever Bella wants to do.
I can’t leave her alone in this
world; She’s so small and fragile. Looking over at Bella as the song started to
end; I saw that she was smiling, but still awake, so I decided to play “ Ghost
Song” by max Ablitzer. The song was beautiful, just like the last. Halfway
through the song she had fallen asleep. Closing my eyes, I finished the song. “
Goodnight Bella,” I whispered softly after putting the violin away. I closed
the door behind me and went in to my room. Sighing I laid back down on my bed
and closed my eyes. Thinking about tomorrow I finally fell into the comfort of
sleep.
Arabella’s
P.O.V
As I woke up the world around me
appeared. My book filled room with light blue walls had a walk in closet and
its own bathroom. Of course my brother was in my room reading one of the many
books. Anthony is always here when I wake up, last time he wasn’t here I had a
panic attack, thinking that, that man was going to be here again. Smiling
slightly, I sat up and yawned “ Good morning Anthony” I greeted him. He looked
up and his mouth twitched up in to a smile. “Good morning Bella,’ He greeted
back.” Did you sleep alright?” He asked. I nodded and got out of bed. “ So
today is the first day of school, huh?” I asked.
“Yeah, will you be okay. We don’t have
all of our classes together,” he replied “I’ll manage, I think” I said mumbling
the last part. I heard him sigh and got up. “Bella I can change my schedule if
you don’t want to be alone in class” he of fared. I shook my head “ You don’t
need to do that you shouldn’t change your schedule just because I can’t handle
it” I informed him “Besides you wouldn’t want to take dance classes” I informed
him “ I don’t mind taking dance Bella” he argued.
“You don’t even like dancing,
Anthony, you don’t have to do something you don’t like for me” I said turning
to face him. He sighed “Bella…”he sighed again. “Fine, But if I hear that
something happened, I’m switching classes” he said I smiled and hugged him.
“Thanks Anthony!” I explained, letting him go.” Bella, You should go get ready,
its almost time to leave.” He told me, straightening out his uniform,. “Right,
I’ll meet you downstairs” I said going into my bathroom. I took a shower and
got dressed in my uniform. Bella, hurry up or we’ll be late” Anthony called up
the stairs.
“Hold on I’m coming” I called back
hurriedly. Rushing to grab my bag I finally made it downstairs.
TO BE
COUNTINUED
This is a very well written as well as creative. I liked how the character Anthony was so protective of his sister Arabella. Please continue writing this story.
ReplyDeleteI really liked the story. Anthony was very protective of her sister Arabella.
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