AN: Hey everyone: There's a message on my profile that I will literally copy it here...Don't kill me.
Hey Guys! Errr...I just have to say that...I'mdoingrehaononeofmystoriescauseitneedsitsodon'texpectanyupdatesanytimesoon...Everyone is going to ask me to repeat that aren't they? Okay: I'm doing rehab on one of my stories (said story has a note on it or will soon) so because of this don't expect any updates any time soon. I will keep it up but know the new one will be so so somuch better so just hold on tight, if I have any time I will update it on my progress or my other story but...It's kind of like a break I work on...so Sorry! Feels really bad Feel free to throw virtual tomatoes at me!
The stuff below is nothing new...I just hit a dead end and decided...Let's try this again. I won't delete the story but, it's in rehab. Until It's done and it's not Brittany Spears or Lindsay Lohan so...yah sorry.
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I wondered why Bella and Katie had left so quickly, Katie didn't look so good and it was scary. From what I'd seen she was the rock of the twins, the one for Bella to lean on and for her to be so...scared was unbelievable. I looked at my brother and ne looked back at me, I gestured for him to go upstairs with me and he nodded.
"Esme, I seem to have forgotten something in my room and I need some help, may I go get it?" I asked the mother figure who was making our breakfast, she nodded but the look on her face told me that she knew that I didn't need anything, she knew I was worried.
We took one of the secret passages that we used to use to hide and we now use for spying. I heard one of the new twins, Katie start talking but I could only hear snippets, "When we were six he started beating us" "they had assumed that it was Renee beating us" "the mother beat us daily, the father raped us daily and we were slaves for the two girls". It kept on going until I heard some one collapse.
"Rosal-Rose where are we now? Katie needs to lay down," said Bella, I assume leaving the room, following after Rose who had said "Right this way". We knew that their life was bad but to have it this bad and not even done was a hiddious life to have hidden. I looked at my brother and he nodded, he understood that we had to find out the rest of it so I showed him the one secret passage way that only Esme and I knew, Esme having built the house and me because it was attached to my room. and then we almost finished listening to the story.
