Rose's POV

The last thing I saw before I blacked out was my father, fist covered in blood, my blood to be exact. The look in his eyes was pure evil. He leaned down by my ear.

"No one will know about this right! Do you hear me girl?! You wouldn't tell on your dear old father, because if you do... this will have seemed like nothing to what I could do!" I keep my eyes down so he can't see the true terror in them. I hear my mom's car pull into the driveway. "Not one word do you understand me Rose! Not one word." He walked out of my room to get rid of the blood on his hands. This always happened, always happened when my mom was away and when my brother Mason was out with his friends; Jesse, Dimitri and Eddie. They knew nothing of what went on when they would leave me alone with my horrible father. They never saw the cuts, the burns, the bruises... I limp to the bathroom to survey the damage of yet another beating. I lock the door behind me when I enter the bathroom and lift the end of my shirt up high enough to see the marks. I looked in the mirror. A gasp escapes my mouth as I saw my back and sides, covered... covered in burns, cuts new and old, and the purple and blue bruises that covered me. My hands roam over the open wounds coming away bloody. I look at myself in the mirror with disgust. Ugly was the only word that came to mind. My normally tan skin looked pale and my deep brown hair is stringy and finally the million scars that layer my skin, ugly thats the only word to describe how I feel day and night, and its all because of him.

Every scar was a horrid memory, a living nightmare. But when I wake up they don't go away they continue getting worse and worse each day they continue as if nothing is wrong. But EVERYTHING is wrong! Family should be love filled and everyone cares about each other… NOT abusive! I let my cheeks be covered in tears, this is the only place where I can let them fall and not worry about being weak or about being judged. I don't have to worry about tomorrow's beating or about how much worse it'll be, here I can just cry. I start to wash off the blood and bandage the cuts, its routine for me now. I stay in the bathroom till my eyes don't look red and puffy anymore. When I finally do walk out of the bathroom I walk into my red headed, blue eyed older brother Mason, I see his friends behind him apparently they are staying for dinner tonight.

"Sorry..." I say not meeting any of their eyes. I can tell Mason knows something is wrong with me because I refuse to look at him. He grabs my arm and I flinch away. He notices and asks looking me in the eye.

"What's wrong Rosie?"

"Nothing..." I trail off not wanting to talk to any of them; I get out of his grip and practically run to my room. When I faintly hear Mason say

"Must be boy troubles..." I slam my door and lean against it after I locked it. I shake my head if only... if only it were normal teenage girl drama... I sob and slide down the door to the floor my head in my hands. I hear my mom yell that dinner was ready but I don't move from my spot. I don't want to move... I don't want to live in pain... I- I don't this life anymore… I want to give up on it all: life, love, happiness, trust and comfort. They mean nothing anymore! I'm just done with life all together... I can't take it anymore! I stand up and walk over to my desk and get my phone, I dial my phone to call the one person I can trust; my eyes linger on the razor sitting on my desk, my father left it here last time he used it on me like a silent prayer that I might use it to take my own life before he had to, it taunts me.

Mason's POV

"Dinner's ready!" mom yells and the guys and I run down the stairs to the kitchen table. Dimitri and Jesse were rough housing and they almost knocked over the pitcher of lemonade on the counter. "BOYS! KNOCK IT OFF! I swear it's like you're four years old again."

"Mom don't you know as we get older our minds get younger?" I say laughing

"Yes but I expect a lot out of the all of you which means I expect you ALL to act your age…" Jesse laughs and shakes his head

"I don't know if I can meet those expectations Mrs. Mazur." he says, I look at mom and she is shaking her head.

"Just sit down already. Boys… Please just sit." we all find our seats and my mom looks around the table, her eyes rest on one seat "Where is Rosemarie?" she looked between me and my father.

"Dear she's probably getting cleaned up for dinner. I'm sure she's fine." my dad says, he doesn't meeting our eyes though. He just stares at food on his plate.

"I don't know… she seemed upset. Like real upset." I look over at my dad who's full attention is on me now. " I think something might have happened or something is up." I say looking at my dad, he looked really on edge and his eyes seemed to be blazing from- anger?. I gave him one last confused look before turning back to my mom. "I can go talk to her if you'd like mom."

"Oh Honey would you? Please I don't want to start dinner without her." I nod and get up from my seat.

"Nonsense J, I'll check on her. If you're still insistent on eating all together how about you all go outside until I can get her to come down stairs. The boys can play some ball and darling you can chill in the sun. I'll talk to her." Dad says. The guys all dart up and run outside and my mom follows them shaking her head. I look at my dad as he walks up the stairs his hands shaking slightly. I turn and walk outside, can't help thinking to myself

Something isn't right…

Rose's POV

Christian, my best friend, hasn't picked up yet, I know I can trust him to help me, I mean he knows only a basis of my home issues but I know he will help me.

"Hello?" he says on the 3rd ring

"Christian... I... I need you to get me out of here I can't take it anymore." I say with a breaking voice.

"I'll be there in 2 minutes." I hear the door to his house slam shut through the phone "Rose stay on the phone with me-" I hear my door shake, someone is trying to get in.

"Rose open the door NOW!" I hear him... my father yell through the door. I start to shake with fear and move next to my bed.

"Christian! Please hurry-" my door bursts open before I can finish what I was going to say. I hid the phone on the floor next to my bed. I didn't end the call.

"I thought I TOLD you NOT to tell anyone!" My father says walking into my room, closing the door behind him locking it. Oh no... I thought

"I didn't I swear I didn't." I say backing away from him.

"You must have because Mason, he knows something is wrong he wouldn't be able to tell if you kept your mouth shut!" he says yelling

"I swear I didn-" he punched me and I fell back onto the floor hitting my head.

"I told you, I warned you! I warned you not to tell. I told you if you did things would get much worse for you my dear Rose." He took out a gun and walked toward me. I scooted back away from him, he grabbed my hair I start to scream and kick out at him he puts the gun to my head. Tears fall down my cheeks. "You know I was hoping I wouldn't have to do this but you've forced my hand Rose." he undoes the safety lock. Hurry Christain please hurry! Why can't my brother hear me or my mother or Mason's friends there are so many people in the house why can't they hear my screams. I scream louder trying to get away. I kick and hit him in the stomach I shove him away from me and I try to make a run for it. But then BANG!

Nothing…