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You know what I said about having a better day tomorrow? Well, it was probably worse.

For one thing, our dad was awake and drunk when we got up. Kitty and I had gotten ready and were just about to leave after Katie, who had left early, when he came out.

"Where you bitches going?" He leaned against the door, blocking us in.

"We're going to school." I'm so glad Kitty answered. She said it with no emotion, but if I had said it I would've sounded terrified.

"No you're not." He grabbed her by the hair. "I need you to clean up the house today."

"But we need to get to school!" Kitty said angrily as we tried to unlock his grip on her.

He made a growl type sound and threw her against the wall. "Too bad!" With that he started to kick her when she fell onto the ground.

"Stop!" I pushed him away from her.

"Stay away," he growled. Then he grabbed my arm and threw me onto Kitty. I tried to let catch myself so I wouldn't injure Kitty more. Bad idea.

I landed with my full weight onto my wrist. Luckily, I knew it wasn't broken. Unluckily, it was still in bad shape.

He started kicking both of us yelling random things that made no sense. I couldn't get off of Kitty, but that also meant that I was taking most of his blows. It hurt like hell, but I took it for her. I couldn't let him hurt her. She was my sister. I knew we were going to be late for school, but I still tried to get through to him.

"We need to go!" I hissed out. "You're going to make us late."

"Good." He kicked me in the leg. "You aint smart enough to learn anything."

He kicked my stomach. I made a strangled grunt sound. Kitty had passed out when he threw her against the wall. I didn't know he threw her that hard. That just made me more determined to protect her.

"Stop!" I yelled through gritted teeth. Like I expected, he kicked me again.

If I could somehow get him distracted, I might be able to carry Kitty up to our room. I really hope I was strong enough to do that. It would make it easier, but I don't think I can carry her all the way upstairs. I'm not strong enough.

"Stupid bitch!" He yelled, grabbing my hair and pulling me to the kitchen. I fought with everything I had. Unfortunately, I never was the strongest person, so it was in vain.

Once we were in the kitchen, he threw me on the hard, stone floor. I banged my head on the counter. Great, now I have another head injury. Today was not going well.

Dad, if I should even call him that, went to the counter and grabbed a knife. This really was not good.

He started toward me, but I kept backing up until I ran into a wall. He had a mad look on his face. Not mad like angry but mad like crazy. My vision was blurry so I could barely hold myself up, much less fight.

"Stay back," I slurred out. I'm actually surprised I managed that, but it made my head hurt much more.

"You're about to get what you deserve, Brat." He grabbed my hair again and yanked my head back.

I let out a weak protest, but even I don't know exactly what I said.

He laughed evilly and moved the knife toward my throat.

"Stop!" Someone yelled. I believe it was Kitty, but I was to out of it to care. Once again, I passed out from the pain in my head.

I woke up in an unfamiliar place, but better than home I guess. I sat up to get a better look and instantly, I had Kitty right by my side.

"How you feeling?" She asked gently while stroking my hair.

I didn't feel like lying so I said, "Like crap." I groaned, grabbing my head. Today really was not going well. "What happened?"

"Monster." She looked at someone to my left. I turned and for the first time, I noticed Monster. "He came to pick us up, because he noticed we walked to school every day." She looked at Monster to continue.

"I heard someone yelling, so I ran to the door." He looked at me with sadness in his eyes. "When no one answered the door, I opened it. It was unlocked." He paused, thinking about what to say next. "I saw Kitty laying on the ground unconscious, and I heard a man laughing in the kitchen. When I got there I saw you, barely conscious and a man holding a knife to your throat. I-I kicked him in the head and knocked him out. You fell to the ground, and it looked like you were, you were dead."

I gave him a small smile. "Thanks for saving me." I looked around again. "Where are we?"

Monster looked around too. "My house. I only live about two streets down, so…" He trailed off, but I got what he was saying.

I looked at Kitty. "Are you hurt too badly? You were thrown pretty hard against the wall."

She winced. "Yeah, I'm better now. You are the one who got most of it. I was conscious at the beginning of the kicking. You saved me from most of it."

I sighed. I didn't like thinking of myself as a hero. I decided to change the subject. "What time is it?"

"Noon," Monster answered. He sounded cautious. I guess he didn't know what to think about our dad. Did he even know it was our dad?

"What are we going to do about school, and practice?" I asked, looking at him curiously.

"I called the crew. They don't know about this, but we cancelled practice, and the school thinks you're sick." He returned my curious look. He seemed to ask, 'what are you thinking?'

I lay back down and closed my eyes. I was starting to get dizzy. Right before I passed back out, I mumbled, "Don't forget to not let Katie go home."

The next time I woke up, I was still in the same room but no one was there. I kind of liked the quiet, though. I now had time to think about what to do next. We couldn't run away, and there was no way we could stay at Monster" place for the rest of the year. I honestly had no clue what to do.

I closed my eyes again. My head felt like someone had run over it with a truck. Trust me when I say, it is not something you want to experience.

Taking a deep breath, I opened my eyes to look out the window. It was still light out, but by the position of the sun, it was about eight at night. I had been sleeping here for twelve hours. Wow.

Slowly, I stood up using the bed to support me. My legs were like useless noodles. Actually, at least noodles do something. My legs had no movement at all. At least I could feel them, so that meant I wasn't paralyzed.

As soon as I could move my legs again, I walked out of the room, slowly because my head still hurt like hell. Outside of Monster's room, was a small hall way. It had about three doors and the other end of it led to another section of the house. I chose to go that way.

There, I found a living room with a long couch and a small T.V. On the couch, Kitty and Monster were talking. They hadn't noticed me yet, so I listened.

"You should've told somebody," Monster was saying. "You saw how badly injured Foxy was! When I walked in he was about to kill her! Your own father almost killed your sister!"

Kitty looked torn. I could tell she knew the outcome of telling someone, but she also knew the outcome of not. "I don't know. We should wait until Foxy's awake to decide. She helps out with all this stuff."

"Why?" Monster asked confused.

"We're sisters," Kitty said. "Twins. I'm not about to choose something without her. We've been running this family since we were twelve. Leave our routine alone." She glared at him.

That would be my cue. I walked in, slowly, and sat in between them. "Hi!" I smiled, looking from one to the other.

Kitty raised her eyebrow at me but didn't say anything. Monster looked between Kitty and I.

"You shouldn't have gotten out of bed," Monster said.

"Well I did, so deal." I turned to Kitty. "Where's Katie?"

She didn't even bother to side with Monster, she knew better. "I called her when she was supposed to get off. She decided to go home with her friend, Kim."

I nodded, but regretted it. I immediately got a major headache. I tried not to, but I winced. God, I hate being so weak. Why again was I stupid enough to not run away when I could? I looked at Kitty from the corner of my eye. Stupid sister.

"Are you okay?" Kitty put her hand on my shoulder.

"Yeah, fine." I clenched my jaw. No way was I going to be weak for longer than a second. I still had two sisters to take care of. I couldn't act like a baby.

"Let's get you some food," Monster said slowly, like he wasn't sure if I was going to yell at him. This guy catches on faster than most, I noted.

"Fine." I tried to stand but was stopped by a hand on both of my shoulders.

"You stay," Kitty ordered as Monster walked into another room that I assumed to be the kitchen. Once he was out of sight, Kitty looked my straight in the eye. "We need to talk."

I turned to get a better view of her. "Talk."

"We need to decide whether or not we should go back home or…" She knew she didn't need to finish. I'm sure my face showed what I was thinking. "Foxy?"

"I don't think we should tell anyone." I looked at my hands. "We might get separated."

"I know." She sighed. "I don't want to do it either, but think about what happened today. You were almost killed! I can't let that happen again."

"Kitty," I looked her dead in the eye. "You know that the chances of us staying in Baltimore [Is that where this takes place?] are very small."

"Yeah," She said sadly, "but I can't let that happen to you again. I don't want it to happen to Katie, or even me for that matter." Lowering her voice, she said, "What if one of us turns out like Mom?"

"We won't," I said firmly. I thought it over. As much as I wanted to stay here, it would be better to tell. Kitty, or Katie, or even me could be killed. The only reason I was here right now was because of Monster. Without him, I would be with Mom and Kyle right now.

Monster chose that moment to walk in with some food for all of us. He was smart enough to notice the tension between us, so he didn't say a word. He spread the food out on the coffee table. We ate in silence.

I was the one to break the silence. "Fine," I looked at Kitty, "but we better not be separated."

She only smiled in return, and Monster seemed to know what we were talking about so he smiled slightly too. He looked at us both. "I hope for the time being, you could still help us out in the next competition at The Streets. It's about four weeks away."

Kitty and I grinned. "Defiantly."

Life was about to get a whole lot more complicated.

There it is! I'm sorry there was a bit of a delay, but school started back up. I also ran into a bit of a block half way through. I knew what to put just not how to put it. Tell me what you think. It would be great to get some more reviews. I don't care what you say. It doesn't even have to be English! I'm desperate!