this is my second story.
woot!
anyways i came up with this idead awhile ago.
but i might as well put it out there.
hope you enjoy:)
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What do you get when you mix a dog and a cat together? a bad combo. right? so answer me this one question. What do you get when you mix hurt , pain , abuse , happy memories, sad Memories, rape, depression, and then add alot of love? you dont know? well let me just tell you, it aint good.

"Alex?" i heard someone yell. " ALEX!" and then i heard a pair of steps going up the stairs

"yes daddy?" i asked closing my laptop and putting it on my desk. i stood up and went to open my door.

Alex Russo's the name and this is my story. Im 16 and I have 2 brothers. Justin , 19, and Max ,12. YOu will only meet Max though. Justin's Off at collage. So im stuck here with my Mom , dad and Max. Why dont i sound so thrilled ? well you'll find out soon. Oh? Why am i starting off with a flashback you ask? well of course thats where it all started. Duhh!

right when i opened the door my dad came stumbling into my room and glared at me. lately he's been drinking and getting drunk. i guess he has alot of stress at the sandwhich shop. oh and he and mom are having way to many fights. so he just uses drinking to ease his pain. and what happens when that doesnt work? he uses me as a punch bag to take out all his anger. he blames me for everything. now that justins gone he doesnt have a perfect child. Max is only 12 so he doesnt expect much from him but me? lets just say im a disapointment for him.

he pushed and punched me till i fell and landed on the floor with a painful landing. he started to kick me in my gut and stumach. i winced as the bruises from the last beatings stung and ached with each and every kick. "D-daddy...S-stop....p-please" i managed to choke out as he beat me harder. i guess after having alot of painful beatings you would think i would learn how to keep my mouth shut right? nope. so talking mad him even mader. he made the punching and kickings even harder. he grabed my hair and pulled me up. i whimpered as it stung. he slapped me and threw me on my bed.

"you worthless piece of crap. why cant you actually own up to something instead of just being worthless." he snapped. i could smell the beer strongly even though i was a good distance from him. i guess he drank more then he usually does. he usually just beats me for awhile then leaves.

"i-im sorr-" i started to say but earned a slap to the face.

"shut up you little whore." he yelled and started to rip my clothes off.

"daddy. please" i whimpered in pain as he ripped off my clothes not caring if he pulled some skin while he did it. he slapped me even harder. He began to rape me.

Yeah. i cried throught the whole thing. i thought i might save you from the rest of the memory. so im ganna skip to a few days later.

I sighed as I walked into my room. you see i do much more then my dad gives me credit for. Im an amazing dancer , so im told, and i can sing too. see im not as worthless as he thinks i am. it wasnt till i looked up and saw my dad there standing with beer in his hands and him laying on my bed. i gulped as i tried to slowly get out of here.

"hold it!" he yelled. crap too late he saw me. i sighed and my bruises were already burning and stinging from just the thought of what was ganna happen tonight.

it's been an hour and my dad just finished raping me. i was crying really hard and wraped under my blankets hiding my body. my dad threw me some clothes from my closet and then he grabed my arm and threw me from my bed to the floor. " get dressed." he slurred.

i nodded and grabed my clothes. i had my underwear and bra on. i also had my skinny jeans on. i was working on my shirt when my mom opened the door and saw my dad touching me in ways that normal dad's dont oh and plus she saw my tears and did i mention i had no shirt on?

"Get your filthy hands off of her!" my mother yelled. she had a bat in her hands. she must have grabed it from the corner of my room.

he glared at me and pushed me on the floor . i still had my shirt in my hands and i clung onto it as i managed to crawl to where my mother was standing. "mom.... your home." i mummbled softly as i slowly put my shirt on. i was trying yo get up but i was in so much pain i just fell and was laying on my floor next to my mom. " thank god.... your here to save me." i mummbled weakly as i looked up at her then at my dad.

"oh you little..." my dad ran at me and the last thing i remeber was my mom screaming, the pain that was now in my head and everything went black.

Okay so now you know what happened. so lets get on with the present. ill tell you more about my past later on. but right now , the present is more important.

I opened my eyes slowly as i felt us in motion. "m-mom?" i mummbled weakly as she was the first thing i saw.

"oh your awake." she smiled alittle at me and sighed "thank god." she mummbled.

i looked around and noticed we were in our car. i sat up straight and looked in the back seat. max? whys he sleeping in the back seat? why are we in this car in the first place? i looked at my mother and tried to remeber what had happened. of course i remeber but i still dont know what happened after all the blackness and pain. "Mom? where are we going? where's dad?" i winced at the name " how'd i get here? and why is max sleeping in the back?"

she sighed " well your father is back at our old home. We're going to the airport and max is sleeping because we had a long night. and i carried you here sweetie."

i nodded taking this all in. well that answers some of my questions. but what--

"hunny how long?" my mom asked in a pained voice interupting my thoughts.

"how long what?" i asked confused.

"your dad... how long has he hurt you and how many times has he..." she couldnt finish, but i understood.

" a month or 2. and he's r-raped me about 3 times." i said again wincing from memory. i could already se the next question coming " mom i know. im sorry i didnt tell you it's just , he told me that if i told anyone id regret it. i was scared." i said looking back at max. he's been quiet for a while. almost too quiet. i saw his eyes flinch. yeah he's awake but listening to our conversation. i sighed an dlooked back at my mom. she looked hurt and it looked like she was deep in thought. the whole drive to the airport was very quiet.

the plane ride was quiet too. i had my ipod with me. im glad my mom packed it and my laptop. she told me she packed as much as she could. max packed his own stuff. i turned up my ipod and whispered the chorus part to myself.

I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you

i sighed and closed my eyes as i listened to the rest of the song.

we were in an airport in california. i sighed and looked at my mom. " where are we ganna live?" i asked softly.

my mom smiled alittle "with some of my old good friends. they have kids too. and a huge mansion. all i know is that your ganna have your own room." she said trying to make me feel better.

i smiled at her tries."sounds.....fun?" i said softly.

max was looking at everything amazed. i smile dto myself. max was such a dork.

we were carrying the little stuff we had. i had the least stuff cause my mom had to pack them for me. i guess i was out for like 6 hours. woah thats creepy.

we saw a sign that said "Russo Family" and there was a guy holding it.

we walked over and he looked at my mom " Theresa!" he said happily. he gave her a friendly hug then turned to max " you must be their little boy , Max. am i right? well im Kevin Paul Grey. i know your mom from highschool. she and my wife were best friends." he said friendly. he sounded nice.

max smiled and nodded " yuppy that me. the one and only max. its nice to meet you." he said excited.

i smiled at his excitement. then he turned and looked at me. i was glad my mom had pretty good taste. i was wearing some black skinny jeans and a shirt that came to mid thigh . it was red and it had no sleves. it had in black letters "Rock and Roll" and my hair was slightly curly with my bangs brushed to the side.. he smiled a kind smile when he looked at me though. " and you must be Alex. Your the wonderful alex your mother kept talking about. you are as beautiful as she said." he said smiling.

i blushed. i usually never got compliments. "thank you . " i said softly. after what happened to me , i kinda was more of the shyish and queit one.

"well lets go then?"he said and took our few bags.

when we got to our new home i gasped in awe. it was huge and beautiful. "woah." i said amazed. max had the same expression.
my mom and just chuckled. had most of the bags and so did my mom. i just had my laptop bag and my cell phone in my pocket.

led us into the house and i was just as amazed as i was outside. it was huge. we were in the entery. on the side in front of us was a beautiful big stair case that lead upstairs. and to our right was a door leading into the living room.

maax was going over every detail but i was more focused on the lady that was running toward us. she looked at me and hugged me " Omg i finally get to meet my goddaughter. she's soo beautiful." she said all excited. she was looking at me all happy. " im Denise Grey. your godmother. "
i giggled as she was smiling and being all excited. " its nice to meet you." i said softly but sweetly. ive seen her in pictures but i never got to meet her.

" Your ganna love living here." she said looking at me. i noticed we were alone in here. i guess my mom and max and had left to go see the house.

"i think i already am."i smiled. i dunno. Denise just made me feel soo welcomed. i havent felt welcomed in a while.

Alright.
so heres the first chapter of my new story.
hope you like it and the idea so far.
so how will alex like living here?
will the real alex eventually shine through this new one?
okay so reviews would be nice.
and if my other story doesnt get many reviews then im sorry but i might stop making it.
anyways.
Peace. Love. Mel