Kayla Di'Angelo was daughter of the big three but she doesn't know sister Pearl Di'Angelo her twin sister with the same predictiment. They lived with their mother Pandora Lewis and her nasty bastard of a husband Luke in the south side if Atlanta. .

"Do we have to go home." Pearl asked .

" We don't have to but I would love to keep our brown skin bruise free today."who I'm I kidding he gonna end up smacking us around before the nights over.

" we are fifteen years old why don't you fight back?" A question I asked myself a lot of times when me hits us. But everytime I try I always came back worse than before.

" I don't know put you can Come to work with me." Ma said since I was the oldest by six second I had to get a job first. I was glade that that means the beating started late three days a responded quickly with a quick yes. We walked the four to the the small recording studio I work for. It the walks were covered in street graffiti other than that it looked like a regular place of business. The boss was a skinny white man named Apollo.

" Hey Apollo." I said opening the door to one of the studio doors the was recording this boy the was fine. He had dark skin with a red Falcons T-shirt with baggy jeans and a black hat turned to the side.

" Hey angel what did I tell you about bringing you sister here.

" come on Apollo you know you love her over here cause the more she's over here the more money you get." I said we came boy on the other side of glass was rapping it was a bit horrible but not that bad..

" whose the boss and whose the assistant. " heasked I stuck my tongue out at him.

" Ah whatever" I said. I like working with Apollo it's a job where your paid to have fun with something I'm good at

"Hey Sunday how was that." The boy asked

" It was good I went I to the supply closet and got a auto-tune filter and put it on the was staring at me the whole time.

" Are you gonna say something or are you gonna keep staring at my butt. " I said. Putting the clip on filter.

" Uh I'm Jayden." He said nervously

" Hey Jayden I'm angel. " I said shaking his hand.

" Kayla get out here." Apollo said knocking on the glass.

Four hours later

"Bye Kayla. "Jayden said as we walked out the studio.

" Still I ask do we have to go home?" Pearl asked.

" We can go see miss sally, get some food then sneak in through the window. "I said. He shook her head Miss Sally was a midle aged woman. She was the grandma we never had . She would always make blue stuff. Her son is in new York City with some big time lawyer. We always walked everywhere. She lived in a small apartment in our building. I knocked on the door.

" miss Sally are you there?" I said. The door Opened her hair was wet.

" come in girls." She said

" Is this a bad time." I asked.

"No honey it perfect I was just drying my hair." She had a beautiful brown hair with a little streaks of gray." I heard a thud and scream a couples hours ago I think your momma's home."

" Thank you Miss S ." Pearl said she gave her a hug and we left.

" What now I ain't gonna get a beating for being late." She said.

" tell him Apollo kept us late." I said we rushed up the four flights of stairs and crept in the small apartment.

" Where have y'all ass been?" A rough voice asked.I turned to see luke with a cigarette and a beer bottle. I stood still.

" Are you stupid I asked where have you been." I felt my jaw lock up.

" Apollo told he need our help." Pearl said shakily. He grasped my jaw.

"I don't care what that fake ass Quincy Jones want with you two bring your ass home right after you understand. " I didn't say anything his grip tightened "Do you understand?"

"Yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, your hurting me Luke." I said. He gave my a angered look. He looked like a bull about to charge. He pushed me into a nearby wall his hand went from my jaw to may neck.

"I will show you pain. " he gripped my neck tighter like a python squeezing the shit out its prey. He finally let go I fell to my knees. " get the fuck out my face.". Pearl learn when luke was 'disiplining ' one of us to just shut up and don't do shit. She helped me up and we went in our room. I looked in the mirror my face had big black bruises at my jaw and neck.

" Do we still have any concealer." I asked touching it.

"I don't think so." I huffed loudly. Cause the last thing I need is some noisy ass teacher asking what happened.

"Have you done the research on the name Di'Angelo cause I can't take no more of luke." I whispered cause the man can hear if this name in screamed from Africa .

" Yeah there this Italian lawyer named NIco Diangelo. He went to Magnolia in 2016 with ma. He's got some award for being the poster boy for gay rights and that shit. Might I include he's the second richest man in the USA. "We have been looking for our dad for the longest doing research.

"Okay where does he live." I asked.

" NYC "

" Okay let's think about it. We fly to NYC meet the man that might be our father and live happily ever after. Or keep getting hell. Um how much does two plane tickets cost?" I said.

" About 200 bucks a piece.".

" Okay and just in case hotel. "

"100 bucks a night." She said this is cheap.

" Okay I saved all my money since I was six so I have about 10 thousand bucks you." I said. All always keep my money in the bank were interested is the last thing I gotta worry about.

"Uh, about six thousands." She said ." I spent four hundred on plane tickets you gotta pay for hotel." She said shoving me the computer.

" okay.