Short Stories

Happy Endings

[Trigger Warning: If you can't read stories with slightly strong language or stories with abuse then please don't continue on. This story is meant to be really sad, and involves child abuse. Other than that read at your own risk. Thank you.]

Life is a thing of weird happenings. People get high on substances we are not to obtain. Get drunk on liquids we should not ingest. Change our looks when we're amazing the way we are. We pretend to be someone we're not. We put on a different face and trick others to commit to wrong doings.

If only the world was different. If only it were a better place. If only those pure and innocent souls could stay pure and innocent. The world molds and shapes us into people we don't want to be or are tricked into being. Some of us want a way out.

Others rather numb the pain of the world and society around us.

Then, they hurt those they've become numb to.

"Sissy!" My 3 year old brother runs up to me. He jumps into my open arms and I pick him up and hug him.

"Hey there boobear." I say smiling.

He giggles and wraps his little arms around my neck and hugs me. I wince a little, his arm hit a bruise on my shoulder. He felt it.

"I'm sorry! Did I hurt you sissy?!" He says, leaning back a little to look at me.

I smile. "No. I'm okay. I just want to see you smile."

My little brother smiles more. If only his pure personality stayed that way. At only 3 years old, he was exposed to a cruel world.

"Sissy, I don't want to go home." He whines.

"I know you don't.. I'm sorry." I sadly say.

"Can we visit Mark?!" My brothers eyes brighten as he says his name.

"Yes, we can go visit. If it's okay with him first." I say smiling at his beautiful smile.

"Hurry and call!!" My brother says excitedly.

I giggle and pull out my phone. I press 2 his speed dial number. He's number 2, the police are number 1.

"Hey Mark." I say as he picks up the phone.

"Hey Y/N. What's up?" He says. I can hear the smile in his voice.

Mark has been by my side for the longest time. We ended up dating as we got really close, plus my little brother likes and looks up to him.

"Is it alright if we hang out with you?" I ask.

"PLEASE!!" My little brother stands on his tippy toes to yell up at my phone.

Mark chuckles. "Of course."

"Great! Where are you?" I ask.

"Turn around." He chuckles more.

I turn around and my brother follows suit. There stood Mark a couple feet away, he hangs up and puts the phone in his pocket.

"Mark!!" My little brother yells and runs up to Mark.

The other kids around the school watch him. Mothers smile at how Mark quickly scoops up my brother and hugs him, then kisses the top of his head. My heart swells at the sight.

I jog over and hug Mark, causing all of us to be in a group hug. We squish my brother in the process and he giggles as me and Mark kiss his cheek.

"Ewwie!! Slobber!!" My brother groans in an adorable way.