A/N: Warning: This chapter contains abuse.

Thanks Hannah for helping me with the chapter.

Kayliee's POV

"You are a no good dirty piece of nothingness. You will amount to nothing.!" My boyfriend James yelled as he pushed me down his stairs. Tears were rolling down my face as if it was the last droplets of water in the world. Man I have been going threw this crap since I was thirteen. I am Fourteen now. Yea I know almost all of my family is an NCIS agent, but if I tell any of them James will kill me. I remember the first time he showed signs of abuse.

Flashback

James and I have been dating for two months, he was sweet, cute and a total gentleman. We were coming back from a date at the movies, what was the movie about you ask? Who said we watched it? I hugged him and thanked him. I started to go inside. He grabbed my arm and told me to kiss him. I told him no. I said that if my caught me kissing him then my dad might just threaten James. He said he didn't care. He said that if I didn't kiss him he would punch me. So out of fear I kissed him passionately then he let me go inside. My mom was sitting on the couch near the window. She asked me what that was all about. I just shrugged and ran to my room. Thank god Dylan was at a friend's house. Dylan and I share a room. Grant and Justin share a room. Hannah has her own room. Except for when my parent baby sit Bailey and Zachary over night. They sleep in her room. So I cried my eyes out I finally fell asleep at about Midnight, but before I fell asleep I unlocked the door, just in case Dylan comes home, I don't want it to look suspicious.

End of Flash Back

My mom's suspicion was gone. Every time James hit me it wouldn't be near the face because if he did then people would put the pieces together and he doesn't want anyone to know. If any one knew he would go to jail. I put on long sleeves I stopped wearing skirts. I also put on a mask of laughter when I was around people. I love James and I don't want to let him go. So I just take the hits. He laughed at me then he looked at me with the puppy dog eyes I fell in love with and said he was so sorry. That he loved me and he promised he would stop. He always says that. I believe him every time. He kisses me and he looks at me with so much passion and love that I just let the abuse go. I kissed him and said that it was getting late and I that I have to go. He said okay. I kissed him one more time and walked two blocks and I was at home. I walked in my room and got dressed in pajamas and laid in bed. Dylan walked in he was already in pajamas. Dylan has always been worried about me. That's just the way he is. All my brothers treat me like the damsel in distress that needs help with every little thing. I don't need there help, but I like the attention since I am dating the devil. It's nice to come home to people who love me and want the best for me. He kissed my forehead like he did every night.

"Kay you want anything?"

"I slipped down the stairs and James house. He took care of me, but I have a head ache. So some aspirin and a glass of water please.?" His look went from worry to a smile.

"Okay I will be right back." Two minutes later he came in and put the aspirin and glass of water next to me. "Be more careful at his house. Okay?"

"Okay. See you tomorrow Dylan." He kissed my forehead again. I swallowed the aspirin and drank the water.

"Night Kayliee." He turned out the light and tripped…again. He does that every night. I have got to buy that boy a flash light. "I'm okay." His bed squeaked so I knew he laid down in it.

"Dylan?"

"Yea?"

"Thanks for everything you do for me."

"You're my little sister. I do all that stuff because I want to. I don't need a thanks."

"But you also don't have to."

"That's true, but I want to." I smiled.

"You never lied to me right?"

"I have told you every thing. Justin Grant and Hannah might not you know every thing. Why is something wrong Kayliee?" He sat on my bed like he does when he talks to me. It hurts to lie to him, to every one but I can't tell him.

"No I was just making sure." I lied.

"Okay." He kissed my forehead again. "You promise to tell me when something is wrong."

"I promise." I wrapped my pinkie around his. We do that every time that I make a promise to him.