Alexi's POV

Is it wrong to feel so happy to have someone you're supposed to love dead? If it then consider me the worst person in the world. As soon as got the call that dad killed himself it was like releasing a pressure valve. No more beatings, no more scars. Well, physically at least. No matter what, nothing is going to erase them from my head. Every time I close my eyes to sleep I feel him there, suffocating me. Hitting, punching, kicking, anything he could possibly do to hurt me in any way. Since mum left him to raise a toddler by himself he hasn't been the same. I didn't get to know him as the kind dad that went to soccer matches like my brother did. I got to know his drunken side.

I woke up to the sound of my alarm blaring in my ear.

That's right; today I get to see my brother for the first time in five years. I bet he doesn't even want me to stay with him; he didn't call once in 5 years.

Getting up I looked around my almost empty room. Majority of the furniture had been driven down to La Push a few days ago. The rest I would take with me today. I got dressed in my light ripped skinny jeans, black converse, ripped black shirt and army jacket. My hair already sat in loose curls so I just ran my fingers through it. I grabbed the rest of my stuff and took one last look at the place of my hell before leaving.

I got off the plane at the small Forks airport. The ride over had been uneventful and I spend a good deal of it attached to my headphones and sketch book. Looking around I saw one person that was undoubtedly my older brother. Our hair colour and tan skin is where our similarities ended. Where he was tall, I was tiny. Where he had dark brown eyes, I had emerald green. There was still no denying that we were related to each other.

As I walked over to him with my lime green luggage I saw a woman at his side. This must be the Emily that dad talked about the few times he was sober. That's right; Sam talked to dad but never to me.

As soon as he saw me Sam ran over and enclosed me between his arms while spinning me around. He put me down once he noticed I wasn't hugging back.

"Hey sis, long time no see. How have you been Alexi?"
"Not exactly my fault Brother. You would know if you actually picked up the phone to call once in a while." I didn't expect that much hostility and clearly neither did Sam as he looked taken aback. A cough brought us out of our awkward moment. I turned to see the woman. Closer up, I could see the scars on her face. Sam must have gotten too mad. (Yes, she does know about the secret, you'll find out how later)

"Hi, I'm Emily. Sam has told me so much about you Alexi." She said stepping forward to hug me but I flinched away.

"Hi, nice to meet you Emily. Can't say I've heard too much about you except what dad said."

"Well come on Sam, take her bags to the car. I can't wait to show her, her new room." Emily said as she took my arm and started walking to the car. It took Sam a few more seconds to respond in his shocked state.

Serves him right for leaving me alone. I had to go through everything with no one, no help at all….. NO STOP IT! Don't you dare cry now. Just put that smile on.

I shot Emily a smile as she looked over at me through her incecent chatting and it must have looked convincing as she smiled back brightly. We reached the car and Sam put all the luggage in the trunk but I kept my bag with my Ipod in it. I didn't have a phone, who would there be to message anyway?

"How's school going Alexi?" Poor Sam trying to make conversation.
"Fine"

"Getting good grades?"

"Good enough"

"You'll be going to school with a few friends of mine, they'll look after you." Sam really was struggling and I wasn't about to help him, he didn't help me once in five years.

"That's nice." Was the last thing I said before putting in my ear phones, clearly cutting off any further attempts of conversation. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Sam and Emily having a conversation that was obviously about me.

I opened my eyes once I felt the car stop. Out of my window I saw a quaint house with a white wash walls and a small porch. A huge forest could be seen around the back and to the left side. The front door opened up into a huge kitchen that smelled like choc-chip cookies and muffins. Emily took my arm again and went upstairs. There was only one bedroom and a bathroom upstairs and both belonged to me. Sam and Emily's room was downstairs. Emily paused in front of the door before slowly opening it and letting me walk inside first. One wall was painted electric green and the ones surrounding it were splattered with blues, yellows, pinks, reds and purples. All my furniture had been set up already. I had a black leather bed with batman quilt cover. A black desk with bright green chair sat on the opposite side of my room. My wardrobe was also black with bright blue doors and it sat next to my desk. My window overlooked a dirt patch in the back yard that lead into the forest.

"I really do hope you like it. Sam said you like bright colours so I added in as much as possible. We can change it though if you want too and we can go shopping for more clothes and…" Emily started nervously rambling until I stopped her with a hug that shocked her.

"Emily, I love it. It's perfect." I said releasing her from my spontaneous hug that I was beginning to regret.

"I'll leave you to get settled i. Tea is in an hour." Emily yelled out as she closed the door. With a sigh I started to unpack my bags, folding all my clothes away and unpacking my books. I set my red laptop up on my desk and let it turn on while I checked out my bathroom. The tiles were small glass ones in rainbow colours on one wall with the rest in white. I had a small shower, sink and toilet with a full length mirror hanging up on the opposite wall. I packed away all my toiletries and cosmetics and returned to my room.

Just as I was setting up my Ipod speakers I heard someone knock on my door.

"Come in"

Sam stepped through the door with a semi-nervous look on his face.

"Tea is ready. Emily cooked roast pork."

"I'll be down soon."

"Alexi, I'm sorry. I don't know what I've done but I am sorry and I'm trying to make up for it."

The more that he spoke, the angrier I started to get.

"Don't know what you've done?" I started in a menacing whisper but my voice gradually got louder into an almost yell, "You dint call me, visit me, write to me at all in five years. When I needed you most you weren't there. When I was getting hurt, where was my big brother who promised to protect me? You were here playing happy families in La Push. I needed you, I needed my protected but you weren't there and nothing you do is going y=to be able to make up for that." Tears were building up in my eyes but I refused to let them fall. Sam was standing shocked at my door looking at me, trying to comprehend what I just said.

"Why did you need protecting? You had dad. What happened to my sweet, innocent sister?" Honest confusion swam in Sam's eyes and I was so close to telling him but no. I didn't need anyone else to worry, no matter how mad I was at him.

"Just forget it Sam, things happen to make people change and sometimes it isn't for the best." I murmured as I walked past him, all fight gone from my voice.

Voices could be heard as u came down the stairs and into the kitchen area. I looked around seeing a total of 4 half naked strange men sitting around the table.

So this is the first real chapter. PLEASE REVIEW. I want as much advice as possible :D