Please listen to the song attached broken angel by Boyce avenue. It goes perfectly with this chapter.

And how cool is that I only updated a few hours ago and here I am updating again!

Broken angel
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Suni's POV
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I woke up in the morning, but something felt different, and it wasn't my head injury. I turned to the clock above my dressing table, to see that it was only 6 in the morning, I decided to get out of bed and see if anyone else was up. Sadly there was no one. I still felt this nagging in the back of my head that there was something bad about this day, but the only day like that i- "it can't be." I whispered to myself as I practically ran to the calendar in the kitchen, I lined up the dates and felt like I could collapse at the realisation. My hands began shaking as I ran back up to my room, shutting my door behind me and falling onto my bed. Remembering all those horrible times.

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"Daddy, daddy, look at what I did." I smiled trying to hand my father the painting I had done.
"Not right now Zara." He said shoving me away.
"But, it's me, Sonya." I whispered as I walked off.
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He couldn't even tell who I was, and Zara was a friggin 2 year old at the time!

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"You bitch!" He screamed at me. "Look at what you did!"
I look towards the blankets all over the floor. "But daddy, I was just playing."
"But look at what you did!" He screamed as a slap echoed through the empty house, I clutched the side of my face, running up to my room, tears streaming down my face.
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I really couldn't do anything right, I remember DD trying to help me, since we both played with it, but of course he only punished me.

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I peeked around the corner of the wall, a smile on my face as I see my father. "Daddy." I say smiling, but I get no response. "Daddy." I say, my smiling faltering slightly. "Daddy."
"What?!" He shouted back at me, looking up from his work to look at me with his bloodshot eyes, dark circles underneath from the lack of sleep. "I'm busy."
"But dadd-"
"No buts! Go and be a pest to someone else." He screamed shoving me out the door, before slamming it in my face.
"But today is my birthday." I whisper.
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Couldn't remember my birthday.

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"Daddy, daddy. Look at what mark I got!" I shouted as I handed him my maths test. The teacher said I did very good.
His head lifted up, looking at me in slight interest as I handed him my test paper.
"B?"
"Yes daddy the teacher said that I did very well, especially since I'm so young compared to everyone else." I said smiling brightly.
"I guess it's alright." He said putting on the table. I felt a small tear come down my cheek. "But try to do better next time."
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I was a friggin 6 year old in grade 2, the youngest in the grade and getting some of the highest marks, but of course it couldn't impress.

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"Daddy, daddy." I smiled running up to my father.
"What is it?" He said, showing no real interest.
"We were talking in school today about what we want to be. And I want to be a writer, I want to write about all those amazing things like in the books I read." I smile at him.
"Don't even bother." He said no emotion in his voice.
"What?" I asked quietly.
"Don't bother, your no good at that kind of thing, and it's completely illogical, you should be trying to do something that will actually help you." He said before going back to his work.
I walk back up to my room, silently sobbing.
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He crushed my dreams.

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"Were so sorry for your loss." The police whispered to me.
Then why do I not feel sad, if anything I feel almost happy.
"We thought you might want to know, that your father wasn't murdered." Said another one.
"What do you mean?" DD asked grabbing my shoulder with one hand while he held a sleeping Zara in the other.
"Your father committed suicide before his body was torn apart." He said before walking off.
"I'm sorry, which one of you is Sonya?" The original police officer said. I slowly raise my hand. "This was left beside the body." He said handing me an envelope with my name on it. I held onto it, not daring to open it yet. "Were sorry, but your father never made plans for where you should go, and we don't know where your mother is." He said in a solemn tone.
"Why does that matter?" DD asked.
"Your all going to be split up, this is going to be your last night together." He said before walking off. I run up to my room and stare at the piece of paper in my hands, I finally open it but see my tears drop on the cursive ink as I read it.

It's all your fault you piece of shit!
You couldn't do anything right.
It was your fault your mother left.
I hope you rot in hell.
You were a mistake.

I throw the piece of paper to the other side of the room.
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Was it really my fault? It seems like it, he was right. I can do anything right, everyone kept telling me that.

I pull my head from the pillow as I hear a knock at the door, I quickly wipe my tear filled eyes. "Who is it?" I asked, my voice cracking slightly. Stupid voice.

"I-I'm sorry, it's me M'gann, I thought I heard crying and I thought I would come check on you." She said concern lacing her voice.

"Come in." I sighed.

She came in and shut the door behind her, before sitting beside me on the bed. "Are you okay?" She asked, placing a hand on my slightly shaking back as I tried to hold in the sobs. I face a small nod not trusting my voice. "Are you sure? You can tell me anything." She said in a quiet tone.

I shook my head as I broke into a fit of sobs and fell into her lap as she tried to comfort me.

"Do you want to tell me what's wrong? Or should I get one of the others?" She said as I sat back up.

"I-it's just, t-today is the day my dad died, a-and I remembered all the horrible things." I said trying to control my sobbing.

"The way he died?" She asked.

"No, the horrible things he said. The note he left." I said. Before realising that I never told them.

"What are you talking about?"

I didn't have the energy to tell her everything. "Just look at my memories." I said, she gave a small nod before I felt a presence in my mind and went over all my memories again. Soon enough I felt three pairs of arms wrap around me. I look up to see M'gann, Kal, and Connor, hugging me. I assumed that they had come in after M'gann and she had shown them the memories as well.

"It is not your fault." Kaldur said, giving me a sympathetic smile.

"But he said it was, so did everyone else." I said looking down at my hands.

"I don't think your useless. If it wasn't for you there are a lot of times that we might have died." Connor pointed out.

"Oh yeah, tell me when?" I replied almost angrily, not believing.

"On your first mission, you stopped the bio-ship crashing." M'gann smiled.

"On the recent one you out up a shield and stopped Vertigos attack, we might not have been able to fight him if you had not done so." Kal said.

"On that same mission you stopped us falling into the swamp." Connor added.

"But you could have gotten out without my help." I replied, pulling away from M'gann's embrace.

"You seem so strong, your always trying to impress. There's nothing wrong with weak. Being weak, and having flaws, it's what makes your human, what makes you real." M'gann said smiling at me. "It's not your fault, it was never your fault. Your only a broken angel. Dying in your own grief, cause you can't believe that you can have a meaning. But we all love you, were your family." I looked up through my blurring vision at M'gann, before looking up at the others to see them nodding in agreement.

"Thank you." I said to them before bursting into tears again.

Okay I am really sorry if this was a depressing chapter and it's more of a filler and for you to know more about Suni's past, I'm sorry. I kinda wrote it cause if issues I'm having, I mean only the birthday and the death aren't real for me, I mean come on, I got a C+ and dad's like "that's it." What the hell? I scared out of my wits for when my report card comes cause I got a D+ this term in biology so I'm hoping that my mark from last term will at least bring it up to a C- but of course he won't be impressed with that either. Anyway away from my ranting so it's kinda based of real events. Anyway, hope you enjoyed!

So yeah, like the song said, the best isn't good enough for Suni's father Pierre, which is technically my fathers name, it was just changed to Peter when he moved to Australia, anyway

~suni out~ 😋🌞