I stare at nivana , portrayed as a villain In a cruel story that she never wanted written .

I feel bad but then…

I

See…

ThE

victim that is threatened by a jagged grenade of glass , my sister , my beautiful sister!

All the rage of the breakup come bellowing out , at least I thought they did as all I can muster is a choking headache and a intake of breath .

The crowd is buzzing and I hear screaming ,

the school lockers normal clanging replaced with crying .

I stagger backwards , I feel the pain of losing

my sister even though she is currantly unharmed . But knowing nivana I bet it won’t

be long .

“Please** I ****_need you _**to put the glass down!”

I cry out to her desperately trying to get her attention.

Nivana hears me .

…

“Yesss that’s right you NEED ME”

My ex-girlfriend stares at me like she’s the hero and Im the villain .

“Yeah r-right I need you t-“

Someone trys to pull me back .

“Kid step away “

“It’s not safe!”

“Who are their parents?”

I refuse to answer the question and take a step towards nivana .

But .

She

?

!

But s-she puts the glass to my sisters neck , a chain necklace of blood looping around my little sisters neck!

Only as her arm moves as a warning, I see the knives hidden under her jacket , all for self- defence ?!

I know she was experimented on , she trusted me enough to tell me that .

So maybe she will trust me enough to save her , because deep Down she is the broken villain …