A World Unknown (Poco)

It took a while, but i finally gathered the few last pieces of my dignity, the one that wasn't already shattered I mean. I took deep breath, while the tears stopped streaming down my face, at last. The sky was getting darker, as if the sun was meaning to leave us soon. Through my tears and shaggy, wet hair I forced a smile towards Travis. I couldn't help it, but my forced on smile turned into a giggle. It suddenly went over to some sort of psychopathic laughter. "I'm sorry I'm sorry" I tried collecting myself, as I sat down by the river, bathing my feet in the stream. The water was cold, but it didn't really bother me. I let my finger slide on the surface of the running water, and listened to it scraping the dirt from underneath my finger nails.

He told me that nobody will let him hurt me. A part of me wanted to believe that was true, but deep inside I knew that nobody could stop him. Nobody but me. As soon as I had to go back to that butchery, he would be there. He would send my father away so he could harass me as much as he wanted. If i were to tell my father what happened. He would, he would be frustrated. He would never let me set a foot in that butchery again, and if he were to himself, it was for one reason and one reason only. Nobody had ever loved me as much as my father, and I doubt he ever loved anyone like he loves me. Not even my mother, to be honest. I am his world, his sun as he tells me. Its actually kind of weird, because he doesn't treat my siblings nearly as good as he treats me. He would never do anything to hurt me, and he will crush who ever did. I heard it a thousand times, I'll swear to it. 'Whoever hurts my little apple, will be a dead man walking' he used to say.

"You probably should get going?" I asked him, as if he couldn't tell by himself. "If you want, you can come to dinner with my family. They would love you" I told him, as i started scrubbing the blood that had dried into my hair. The water that left it was colored red by the blood, but I had to overcome my fobia for blood a long time ago. For me, it was just red body fluid, nothing more by now. I brushed of some water from my legs and turned to Travis. "I really appreciate it. I don't know what I would have done if you didn't stay. Please let me cook you dinner to show my appreciation" She said, even if it sounded more like a command then a question. She wasn't the best at being nice after all

"I would be humbled to join you all for supper thank you for the offer." The bubbling laughter suddenly bursted out of me. I giggled towards him, not in a mocking way, but a bit teasing. "Where you from? The 18th century?" I teased him. At times, my comments offended people. I've tried to tone them down, but it doesn't really work that way for me. I am the way I am, and it takes a terrible amount of trouble to change it. I don't have time for that, since I'm happy with myself it feels unnecessary. The ones that I get along with take me for what I am, and there's not that many that I actually do get along with.

It wasn't too long of a walk between my house from the slaughter house, actually not that far at all. I felt a bit ashamed when I bursted the door open. My house must be like one of the rooms in his house, if even that big. A little girl in the age of 7 was sitting by the table. Her face broke up in a big smile, much alike to Arias before she suddenly ran up from her seat and into her mothers arms. "Hi honey, take it easy now, You have to say hi to my friend. This is Travis" I told my sister, before she jumped into my arms. I lifted her up easily, even if she was seven years of age she was as skinny and very light weighted. The little brown haired girl turned over to him, smiling widely with her two front teeth missing. "My name is Lemon" She told him, while hugging my hand. "Is this your boyfriend Aria?" She giggled, childishly. I felt so ashamed of myself for blushing, but I couldn't help it. The blood just raced up to my face, and I could feel it burning among with my dignity. "No honey his my friend." I tried hiding my face as I walked in to the house. "Well.. This is my crib" I opened a door to one of the rooms, where two boys, one just one year younger then here and the other in the age of 12. They looked disturbingly much alike, and reminded a lot of me to. The dark hair, dark eyes and pale skin seemed to be somewhat of an undying gene. All of us Riverdale kids are more or less identical. "So this is Cedar, and Caspian. My YOUNGER brothers" I made sure Travis noticed the younger part, I always did that because I knew how much it bothered him. "By one year" He annonuced, as I know he would. I messed up his hair with my fingers, giggling teasfully. "Don't worry honey, you'll grow up one day to" I told him. He just made an ugly face towards me, and mimicked my words in a silly tone. "This is my friend Travis by the way, he'll be joining us for dinner" Caspians eyes suddenly reached up from the cards he was holding, and stared straight at Travis. "Did you finally get a boyfriend?" I felt the blush comming again. Oh stupid siblings always embarrasing me. "No Casp, and what do you mean by finally?" My eyes locked with his, and he knew that he needed to back of. "Nothing.. I just.. Joke" He was about as socially awkward as me, and I had to laugh a little. "Yeah stupid, help my cook now" I demanded while walking out to the kitchen. "I've got another brother, his name is Parsley and he's Lemons twin. I don't know where is though.. Guys, have you sen Parsley?" I turned over to my brothers. Cedar shook his head, before taking a new interest in Travis. "Aren't you that homeschooled kids from the weird ranch?" He bursted out. "Manners Cedar. For f*ck sake have I taught you nothing?" As fast as I said it, i realized what he was about to say. He just laughed mockingly. "Oh sweet sister you taught me way to much"