On his own

It had been another year. The parents had new responsibilites. The father got a job to provide for the family, or at least Cassie and Peregrine, while Cassie is a stay at home mom to take care of the house and the kids, but she didn't want to care for Kingsley. Peregrine decided that she wanted to. One day, Eric had gone to work, and Cassie took Peregrine to the doctor for a little checkup, which left Kingsley on his own for quite a while.

The parents absolutely favored Peregrine, but didn't give two darns about Kingsley. None of them cared about him at all. If Peregrine was in a hospital bed, Eric and Cassie would be there in a heartbeat. But Kingsley on the other hand, no one would be there for him except Peregrine. None of the other folks in the family knew that the parents were treating him this way, and Peregrine was told to keep her mouth shut.

Kingsley was home alone, he walked to the kitchen. He was only three, but he was smart. Little Kingsley saw a cookie jar in the kitchen and decided he wanted a cookie. He climbed on the counter by stepping his little feet on the knobs of the bottom cabinets. He was just trying to get a cookie, but he accidentally pushed the cookie jar off the counter and broke it. Cookies and glass were everywhere.

As Kingsley was sitting on the counter, staring at the broken glass and cookies on the floor, The rest of the family came in. The parents and Peregrine. Everybody walked in and saw the mess that Kingsley made and the parents got FURIOUS. Cassie started screaming at Kingsley and Eric took him by the legs to where he was hanging upside down into his room and threw him on the floor.

Kingsley was crying and screaming at the top of his lungs. The parents were so annoyed and angry that they left the kids alone by themselves, and went to a club. They drank, and drank, and drank. Eric and Cassie were literally having a competition with their friends to see who could drink more. They were at the party and ate and chugged multiple drinks until they couldn't handle it anymore. They were having so much fun, completely forgetting about the kids.

Meanwhile with the kids. Kingsley was still crying while Peregrine was cleaning up the mess that Kingsley made a couple hours prior. The whole time Peregrine felt like she was going to cry because of how bad she felt for her little brother. She had finally finished cleaning. Peregrine made her way to the bathroom to garb a bandage for Kingsley because she knew that he was going to have a cut somewhere from being thrown on the ground.

Peregrine walked into Kingsley's bedroom. She saw Kingsley was still crying, so she put the bandage on his left arm, because that's where he got cut. The bandage was on his arm and he eventually stopped crying. He looked up at Peregrine with a sad face, which made her tear up. She cupped her hands on his little face as tears started to roll down hers.

Peregrine was already sitting on her knees, but she knelt down even more and hugged her little brother while she cried. She rubbed his cute little back and held him. It was gentle but it looked like she was clutching on to him for dear life.