Summary~ Jase Gillian is the son of Sting. He has a brother, Jaime who is his best friend in the whole world. His dream is to be a great wrestler like his dad, if not better. But he's hiding a terrible secret; His mother abuses him, and tortures him. Every single day is a struggle to survive. Until he finally speaks out, about his home life. But will anyone believe him? (Told from Jase's POV)

We used to be a family, once upon a time. The four of us; My dad, my mom, my brother and me. A happy family, caring family. Used to be, until everything changed. But I'm going to start by telling you, what it was like before it changed.

My dad is a professional wrestler, on television where he is one of the best of his generation. His name is Steve Borden, or as the fans call him; Sting. My dream is to be as good as him one day, maybe even better.

My mom Maddie, was a nurse until, she decided to become a housewife, as dad's job took him on the road a lot. She used to take my brother and me to see him, when we were on summer vacation. Or she'd take us on day trips to theme parks, or the zoo. The only thing we couldn't get away with was pretending to be ill. Because like I said, she used to be a nurse, so she knew in an instant. As she used to say, if we could walk, we were able to go to school.

And finally there's my brother, Jaime. My best friend in the, entire world. People are usually stunned to see; two brothers get on so well. But it's different with us, we never argue and never go anywhere without each other. I think it's because he sees himself as a third parent to me, as there is a nine year age gap between us. And at the age of fifteen he was already, training to be a wrestler much to mom's displeasure. But after some persuasion from dad, she agreed.

But everything began to change, not long after my seventh birthday. Mom and dad began arguing constantly. Dad would stay at motels, instead of coming home after work. Mom acted as though everything was fine, when we could see the effect it was having on her. Sometimes they would argue when me and Jaime were meant to be asleep, the only difference was, they tried to keep their voices down so they wouldn't wake us, which was pointless, as they usually ended up screaming at each other, which would've woken us up anyway, if we were asleep.

Then that's when it happened.

Mom and dad explained to us, that they were getting a divorce, and that dad was fighting for custody. I didn't know what that meant at the time, but from the expression on Jaime's face I knew it was something bad. In the end dad ended up getting custody of Jaime, but mom got me. I remember the look on dad's face; he was devastated. Outside the courtroom, Jaime had grabbed me and was in floods to tears.

"Don't take my brother! Please don't take him!" he screamed.

Mom had to forcefully pull me away from him. She led me away, before I could even say goodbye to my dad or brother. I was confused. Why couldn't I stay with dad?

I had the urge to pull my hand out of mom's and run back, to my brother and cling to him, until someone said I could live with them. But I didn't, which was probably my first mistake. I didn't know then that, that's what I should've done. As I climbed into the car, my mom gave me a small smile.

"Everything's going to change now, Jase" she said, closing the car door.

She was right, things were going to change. And my life would never be the same.