A Bloodied Tale

"I wasn't here for the start of it."  Said Jacob "when I came up she was holding her bloodied arm and whincing in pain." 
"I was in my room, minding my own business."  Hayley said.  "He did his usual naughty stuff, you know how he knocks, says things like 'poop' and pulls his sweatshirt up over his head and tucks his ears out."  
"SO I opened the door to find him standing there with a screwdriver.  He had the screwdriver in his palm with only the blade of the driver visable.  It was a flathead screwdriver but I thought it was a knife.  He wasn't doing a home improvement project, he was threatening me with a deadly weapon."  She cried. 

I tried to comfort Hayley, but it was no use.  She had to tell her story, it was the only therapy she knew.  With a deep breath and a wiping of the tears, she continued.

"I tried my best to defend myself.  I used the skills that he taught me, but oddly enough he only taught me things that he knew how to counter.  It was like he had prepared me to fail.  I was so frightened and so alone.  Was this going to be my last night, I wondered.  Would I ever have the chance to live and to love in a life without fear of my own father."

Jacob heard the piercing screams.  Hayley screamed so loud that from two stories down Jacob came running.  He bounded up the stairs two at a time.  When he reached the top floor he found her, his sister in a pool of elbow blood.  She shook with fear.  All the while, her father sneered in the corner.  His screwdriver shown red with blood.  Jacob prepared to fight for his sister's life.
"What have you done to her?"  He yelled.  Hayley had worked herself into the far corner.  Afraid to watch what might happen  next.
"She ran into my screwdriver."  Danny said as he took another long drag from his Swisher black and mild.  "She ran into my screwdriver nine times."  He flicked the remainder of his cigarello at Jacob.  Then Danny took a swig from his airplane sized bottle of Jack.  "She deserved what she got."
Jacob knew that he was no match for his father, noone was.  Danny had become a man filled with hate and rage and Jack.  These siblings knew that they must unite if they were ever to leave this hallway alive.  Danny lunged toward Jacob just as Hayley,  using all the courage she could muster, rose to her feet and cried "You have no power over me!"
With that, Danny slumped to the floor, defeated.  The bloodied screwdriver fell from his hands.