You're Telling Me... I'm a Mermaid?

Chapter Four - Medical Help

Kit POV

  Kayla, my identical twin, laughed at Lucy's joke about the witch. Lola was laughing too.

  "Kayla, why aren't you laughing?" Alexis asked me, and I realized that I was the only one not laughing.

  "I'm not Kayla!" I said as Kayla yelled in unison "Hey I'm Kayla!"

  "Sorry, Kit, why aren't you laughing?" Alexis replied.

  There was a large thud outside the door.

  I rushed and saw April, lying probably unconscious on the floor.

  "April!" I screeched.

  Kayla immediately rushed to my side and helped me drag April back into the room.

  Lucy jumped off her bed and over to April.

  "What happened?" Lucy asked April, who started choking.

  "The witch," she coughed.

  "What'd she do?" Alexis asked.

  "Broom," April coughed.

  "That witch! Why'd she do it?" Marie exclaimed.

  "Helped Kayla and Molly... chores," April choked.

  Kayla and Molly sunk back into the corner of the room.

  "She's always taking it out on you," Lucy sighed, getting a brush and brushing it through April's messy hair.

  "I'm aware," April coughed.

  "No person deserves this much torture. She's treating you like she treated Isabella, and Emma, and Maya," Lucy sighed.

  Marie walked over to Molly and put her on her bed, probably scolding her.

  Isabella, Emma, and Maya were three girls that the witch abused like me.

  They all ran away from the orphanage. Actually at age fourteen. Always right on their birthdays.  

  I only knew Maya, since she was there for three years while I was there.

  Emma left few days before I came.

  And I never knew Isabella, but Lucy and Alexis knew her.

  Lola squealed and hugged April, who smiled and scooped her up.

  Lola was an easy way to cheer anyone up, anyone could see that.

April POV

  Lola giggled as she was in my arms.

  It was like she had a hidden talent to make anyone happy.

  It was a Sunday evening, March 1st.

  Tomorrow we have to go to school. Ugh.

  As soon as I heard the witch outside, I put Lola down on the bed and tucked her in.

  Quickly — as fast as my bruised, broken body would let me — I climbed up the ladder and got in bed just as the witch walked in.

  "Nighttime ugly creeps!" She yelled and slammed the door shut.

  "Yes old witch," we all mumbled under our breath.

  Marie fell asleep quickly, she was best at that.

  Molly was also good at that and fell right asleep.

  Lucy, Kit, Kayla and I were all night owls. Marie and Molly were morning birds.

  Lola was still an infant, so she was both.

  "April?" Kit asked.

  "Yah?" I replied.

  "Do we have school tomorrow?"

  "Yah."

  "What about Lola?"

  "She'll go to Pre-School."

  "Okay."

  "Goodnight, Kit."

  "Night."