It's a warm summer's night in the cul-de-sac, a light breeze is blowing through the clear, star-light sky. It's still early, around 9pm. Double D is nice and cozy in his armchair, the lamp by it casting it's warm glow aross his science novel, a cup of warm milk sits on the desk nearby. slowly he looks up at a picture of himself, and his two friends which also sits on the desk and smiles lightly. tomorrow would be another day of Eddy's scams and Ed's mindless quotes, for Double D life was good, although he could have planned his everyday from now until 18 came he was happy and content. He had parents who both, loved and cared about him, as did his whole family and he had at least two close friends whom he could depend on. he smiled a little more as he stood up and turned the lamp off. 'early to bed is early to rise' he said aloud softly and began to turn down his bed. meanwhile Ed is transfixed on the current monster movie on tv, the warm glow of the television was all he needed to be happy himself. it didn't matter to Ed that he lived in the basement with only the tv for company while his sister stayed upstairs, her room filled with toys and dolls, or that his parents gave her permission to destroy his stuff and constantly bother him. no, right now he was content as well with his movie. and last but not least Eddy. Leader of the group, the girl chaser and ego enflated Eddy what is he doing tonight? pan in on Eddy's house, his light shining through his closed blinds. he's sitting still fully clothed staring at the door that leads through the rest of the house, his hands are shaking a little as he listens for footsteps. but nothing comes. happy for a moment and released of his fear he reaches into his side table's drawer and pulls out a picture of him and his older brother Keith. 'you were supposed to take me with you' he stammers out loud. but his words are quickly silenced by the sound of someone approaching his door. quickly he puts the picture back in the drawer, turns out his light and pretends to be asleep, hugging his pillow tightly as his whole body shakes with fear. 'please god no, not again....' he thinks to himself but his please are unheard. slowly he hears his bedroom door open and the weight on his body of his father. holding him down and clasping his hand over Eddy's mouth so he can't call out for help, tearing at his clothes. he knows better than to struggle or fight he knows that only gets him a beating as well so he surrenders and lays there, eyes clenched tightly as tears stream from them while his father thrusts into him hard over and over again until his bed is once again covered in his own blood. he gasps for breath as he feels the weight subside and the footsteps leading back out the door. 'how much longer can i live like this' he sobs outloud. he cries himself to sleep that night , it's an uneasy sleep, waking with every small sound he hears in fear, body shaking as he sleeps, his body sore and his mind in misery.