The next morning everything seemed better for Lucy, she had a friend coming over and Dec was being really nice to her and helping her with some work for school. She was smiling even though things were bad yesterday she thought to herself this is great just like old times, this is the way it is going to be from now on. As Lucy and Dec were sitting, him reading the newspaper and her doing her homework Dec said confidently “ Thanks for working the shift on Friday night”
Lucy looked up confused and distraught she said “ what do you mean I’m not working the shift, you are down on the rota to work it.” Just as she thought things were good again she knew she had been sadly disappointed. Dec stood up angrily he forced the chair to the ground and started to walk toward her. Lucy was really scared now thinking to herself he wont do anything, he wont hurt you he is your brother. He grabbed her by her top and shoved her violently against the wall. He could see the fear in her eyes while his clenched first was aimed at her face. The next thing she knew she was lying on the soft green carpet floor of the sitting room with a splitting headache and badly swollen eye.
A few days later Friday morning came Lucy and Dec had not said a word to each other since he had hit her. It was clear to her though she was working the shift. Again she did not speak a word to him that morning. Secretly under her hard shell, her tough exterior she was afraid of what he might do to her. It wasn’t the first time he had hit her and she knew it wasn’t the last.
That night whilst Lucy was working hard in the café, Dec was out clubbing, with a big group of his friends. The boys spent most of their time at the bar, sitting on black leather stools while resting their drinks on the black marble bar top. From where they are sitting you can see the tacky mirror balls hanging from the ceiling reflecting on the dark maroon walls and the D.J on his decks. Lately Dec has been doing more than drinking though. At first it started with him taking ecstasy once a month or less but now it was at least twice a week if not more.
After a long night he stumbled through the door. Lucy is standing there, thinking to herself what has he done he has ruined his life and now he is ruining mine. He brushed past her and she shivered with fear. She looked upon him with pity and said “want a hand” he gave her a long piercing ice-cold look she knew to leave it and just go to her room and she will be safe there.
As days went on Lucy got more bruises and got more scared for her life. As time went on her parents got worried and talked with her she was a good actress though. She fooled them and the rest of the world but she couldn’t fool herself she knew deep down something had to be done…