Pain and Love. they both feel the same.

I live in Romeoville Illinois. Im now an orphan. My father had been abusive to my mother, younger brother and i. finally one day, things got to far. my father wasnt even married to my mother. his REAL wife didnt no we existed. anyways. me and my brother, Drake, cautiously walked into the room when we heard a loud crash. i walk in the kitchen and my black converse crushes a bunch of broken glass beneath my feet. i see blood everywhere and quickly cover my younger siblings eyes. 'dont look Drake!' i cried out. but when he pushed my hand away, i didnt hav thd strength to fight. we both alredy saw my mothers body. it was covered in blood and looked like a broken doll. full of fear, i looked up at the person i called 'father'. hiz brown eyes were bloodred rite now. he wuz still breathing deeply, and one of his combat boots rest on my mothers chest.out of anger he gave her corpse one last hard kick. i flinched the moment his hard boot came into contact with her limp and fragile body.
tears filled my eyes and blurred my vision but i refused to let them spill out. i put my arm around drakes shoulders and rubbed his shoulders. i new he felt the same way i felt: devestated. the old maniac that was once a father glared at us as if we were pesky flies. i cowered in his cold stare. he grapped a towel and threw it to me and Drakr and said, 'Clean this s___ up, i don wana c a sprck or ur end up lik tht b____.' i had the biggest urge to kill him. HOW DARE HE!?!?!? my mother was all i had besidez drake. and this lil MONSTER thinks he can just takr her away frum me!? he left the room without another word. Drake burst in2 tears and went in2 his room. i ended up helping clean the glass blood and body alone. i didnt get 2 go wif him 2 c where he dumped my mothers body, but i alredy knew i wudnt c her again. i was only 12
~2 years later~
i was 14. Drake had gotten sick. i had no idea wut 2 do. monster (my new secret nickname for the man i refuse to call dad) ignored us. welived in an old and rusty apartment . he came in the day for a few hours to torment us, then went baq home 2 a family he actually LOVED. as far as they knew, he has 12 hours a day at work. i tried my best to nurse Drake baq to health. i did all his chores for him. i did all the tasks Monster asked for the both of us. i tried to get Drake to eat . i made sure he was warm. i stayed awake at nite to help him. Monster just pretended not to c. he has no reason 2 care if Drake dies. i wuz just his toy. his little slave to play with when bored and take advantage of. if i died hed easily impregnate another poor girl n the whole thing wud start from the beginning. after a weekof being sick, drake died. he wuz off sumwhere with mom now. in a way,i envied him. hed escaped ths dungeon. but now im alone. i have no comfort. no one to rush to my side when Monster wud beat me. no one that cared for me. no reason for existance. I was now TRULY alone, and i feared wut Monster planned for me. One day, ill runaway. maybe ill find a better place. or i will find a way to escape along with Drake and mother. if death is what it takes to escape, im willing to give it a shot. im sorry this is so short im just starting the series illc how u guys like it and then ill create a new chapter. no fears!there is going to b romance later in the story! i hope you enjoy. plz tell me wut u tot about it! :)