For the Love of a Brother
Part III: The Plan
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Part III: The Plan
As Hitomi stood in the shower in her parents’ room she let the water run down her body. With the warm water soothing her sore body and muscles she let her mind wander. ‘How could I have ruined everything so quickly? Father shouldn’t be threatening to kick Van out… he should be threatening me. I was the one that started everything last night. If I hadn’t said anything to Van he wouldn’t have touched me like that…’
Slowly reaching for Varie’s shampoo she started to wash her hair. There was only one thing that she could think of that she could do to fix things. Closing her eyes Hitomi ran her hands through her hair to get the shampoo out.
When Hitomi finally got out of the shower and got dressed she headed downstairs to the kitchen. In the kitchen Varie Fanel was busy making breakfast.
Without looking at her mother Hitomi sat down at the table. When a plate was placed in front of her she looked up. “Mom?”
“You need to eat something sweetheart.”
“I’m so sorry Mom…” Looking down again Hitomi tried not to cry. As her shoulders started to shake Hitomi felt her mother wrap her arms around her shoulders. “I’m so sorry Mom… I am so sorry…” Hitomi hiccupped. “I don’t want Van to be kicked out… Please Mom… Don’t let Van be kicked out… I’m the one that should be…”
“Don’t say that Hitomi. Dad’s right.”
Varie and Hitomi looked up. Standing in the walkway to the dining room was Van. His hair was still dripping wet from his recent shower. Walking slowly Van sat in front of Hitomi, across the table.
“It wasn’t your fault.” Looking at his mom he sighed. “It was my fault; it’s exactly like what Dad said. You came into my room last night because you had another nightmare. Instead of comforting you like I normally do, I took advantage of you because you were vulnerable.”
“No you didn’t! It wasn’t your fault. You know that’s a lie!”
“Shut up Hitomi. You don’t know what you’re talking about. You’re just in denial.”
Hitomi’s eyes widened at what her brother just said. ‘Didn’t it mean anything to him? Didn’t last night mean anything at all?’
Varie could only watch as her two teenaged children argued. Van was trying to make the punishment easier on Hitomi.
“You jerk!”
There was a loud clapping noise. Van’s head was turned to the right. On his left cheek was a red mark from Hitomi’s hand.
“You said it yourself Hitomi. Kids at school think you’re a slut. I was just the first one to actually do anything. It was only a matter of time before some jock raped you. The guys at school only want to get into your pants. I’ve heard them talking about how easy you are.”
“Van Fanel! I won’t have you talking about you sister like that.”
Letting out a snort Van frowned at his sister. “It’s true. There are always seniors talking about her and how they only want to fuck her.”
Jumping away from the table Hitomi ran up to her bedroom, slamming her door. Collapsing on her bed Hitomi cried. She never thought her best friend and brother would say something like that. But was it true? Did people at school really think that she was a slut? Did the senior boys really want to get in her pants?
Was that all Van wanted her for? If what Van said was true Hitomi had no idea how she was going to get through the next six months of school. She was only a sophomore! Sitting up on her bed she made up her mind. Locking her bedroom door she grabbed her track bag from her closet. Quickly throwing some clothes into the bag she picked up her bag and opened her bedroom window. Throwing her bag out the window she winced as it hit the ground. Unlocking her door before climbing out the window herself, Hitomi sighed. This was the only thing she could do.