APOV

"Do not make me feel any worse then I already do, Ibraham." Janine had a warning in her tone, much like the one Rose would have used if she was here and she was getting annoyed at people telling her that she should work better at school. Sure I never had to do that to her, seeing as how she was good at school and didn't get into any trouble, I would have guessed this was how Rose would have reacted.

"I know, Janine. I'm sorry." I whisper and pull her into my arms. From what Rose told me, I know it wasn't Janine's fault that she got addicted and that she found it hard to stop. her crazy ex boyfriend made her do all that stuff, and I knew Rose didn't blame her either, and they were the reassuring words that I was using on Janine ever since I ran outside and grabbed her in my arms and hauled her out of the heat and into an Air Conditioned home.

"She hates me now. I know she does. There is no need to not rub salt into my wounds, Abe. I know I hurt her and I know she will never forgive me." I clung to Janine as tightly as I could and allowed her to sob into my shirt. Olena was in the other room and I could hear her murmur something about how this was the only person, let alone a woman, other then my Rose that could make me so soft and caring and not hard and wanted to kill everyone that walked into the door. Olena herself couldn't do that. She could to an extent, but that was it. She couldn't do it fully like my two girls. I kissed Janine's head lovingly and led her into the living room and sat her beside me on the sofa. She cuddled into me like we did when we were teenagers, a little older then Rose but not much. I smiled as I remembered and it was only then did I notice the soft snores that was coming out of her. I smiled and grabbed a near by blanket and tucked it around her. Olena smiled at me.

"It's getting late. We should get some sleep and start fresh in the morning." I nodded in agreement and picked Janine up and took her to my room and placed her on the bed, covering her up after I took of her shoes and planted a kiss on her forehead before I grabbed a blanket and pillow and settled myself onto the sofa in my room and fell asleep.

DPOV

Tony was gone now, but there still was no sign of my Roza. I heard the other men saying that she was in pain and would be 'unable to walk'. I was beyond pissed at this time. I was worried about my Roza, and I wondered what had happened to her. I knew my fist was broken under the swelling from trying to beat the door down. My eyes hurt from the plaster of the walls as I punched them and when the lose plaster got in my eyes.

It was just after one of Tony's 'Daily Visits' and he told me that Rose was crying for me. He had left and I had punched the wall, and to my surprise, noted the hollow sound from within. I looked at the wall and started pounding my fists against it. I didn't care that they were broken or fractured. All I cared about was getting to my Roza and seeing if she was alright, which I highly doubted, but never said anything otherwise.

I heard a hollow creak and smiled, soon, I was broken out of the caved room and out into a deserted hallway.

RPOV

I lay on my back, looking up at the ceiling of the room. My hands bound, my body unable to move. Dry tears were crusted onto my cheeks my mouth dry. I have accepted the fact that I would die here and this way.

I know I have not updated in a while, but I entered a competion. I have won this completion and the prize is a free grant to a writing course. I will be going every week for the next six weeks, working on my writing skills.