Author: Yeah...I know, it's been a very long time! Been dealing with a lot of bullshit in my life plus my ex smashed my computer screen, so I will have to wait a while before I can get a new computer screen and work on my other fics (-_-) N E Ways, thanks so much for the reviews, I greatly appreciate them and keep them coming ^_^

Disclaimer: Don't own SM

Emily lay sprawled out on top of her daughter's small twin size bed. She had been laying in that particular spot for the past 3 days as the reality of what she had done with her life began to finally sink in; she royally fucked up to put it simply.

She was alone...utterly alone in this fucked up little world...

And she done it to herself.

She pushed away the remaining two people that she loved and had loved her unconditionally back as well...all because of the guilt, the guilt that has been eating at her soul for years...the guilt of her sister's death.
Some say that twins share a special bond...that they can share each others thoughts and sense when the other is in distress and so on. Emily was one to share that particular bond with her twin sister Ellen; a bond that ran deep.

Nearly 5 years ago, Emily was able to sense that something was not right and was quick to notice the change in her sister. Emily's lively and out going sister had grown quiet and had became a recluse...the light makeup she'd apply to her face became heavier and more caked on. Her shinning blue eyes had begun to dull and look lifeless; Emily saw it all...and she was going to get to the bottom of it.

Emily had tried and tried to get her normally open sister to talk to her or to at least hint at what the problem was but to no avail. The older twin by two minutes had finally had enough of her sister avoiding her or completely ignoring her questions about what was going on. She soon realized that she had to get her sister by herself...Wallace seemed to be always lurking around...piercing green eyes always locked upon her twin.

Emily had finally gained the opportunity when her husband at the time was able to talk Wallace into riding to the store with him to get some much needed groceries for their normal weekly dinner gathering.

-/-/-/-Flashback-/-/-/-

Once Emily was sure that the guys had left and her two nieces and daughter were playing in the living room, the elder twin snatched up her sister's hand and drug her to the kitchen.

She grabbed Ellen firmly by the shoulders and stared her hard in the eyes. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

Ellen frowned slightly, not at all surprised by her sister's question. "Nothing is wrong with me."

Emily gritted her teeth, clenching her sister's shoulders all the more."Stop bullshitting me...Wallace isn't here so talk to me...I know there is something wrong."

Ellen's frown faltered as her sad eyes began to mist with tears. "I don't want you involved...I don't want you getting hurt."

The elder twin eyed her sister warily. "Anything that deals with you automatically makes me involved. So...either you start talking or I will ask Wallace myself."

Ellen felt paralyzing fear grip her heart as her eyes widened in horror. "Don't do that!"

Emily took a small step back at the outburst but quickly regained her composure. "Well talk to me then...is Walace hurting you?"

The elder blonde's question was answered as her sister choked on a sob and downcast her head to the floor in shame. Emily delicately took a hold of her sister's chin, raising her head to see her twin's pale tear stained face.

"Please talk to me...I can't help you if you don't tell me what's going on. "

"You can't help me...if I leave him he will kill me." Ellen turned her head away from her twin's inquiring eyes. "If I stay...he still may possibly kill me."

Emily clenched her jaw at her sister's statement and she could feel her blood boiling. "Tell me what's going on."

Ellen chewed on her bottom lip before turning her head to look at her twin. "I found out that Wallace isn't who he say he is."

Emily frowned. "What do you mean?"

"You know how he goes on about running his own trucking company?"

Emily slowly nodded her head, urging her sister to continue.

"It's a cover up...he's using his trucks to ship drugs all over Japan."

At this, the elder twin's jaw dropped and she nearly began sputtering. "He's trafficking? Are you sure?"

"I'm possitive...I've been overhearing some of his conversations with his business partners."

"Oh my God...so he is hurting you because you found out?"

Ellen shook her head. "No...for another reason."

Emily frowned deeply. "What else is there?"

"I walked in on him snorting cocaine. I got mad and told him that I was taking the girls and leaving him. He blew up and jumped on me and started beating my head into the ground and told me that if I left he would kill me...so I didn't leave. He has been putting his hands on me ever since."

"You have to get out of there...you and the girls are more than welcome to stay with us."

"I cant ...I don't want you or your family getting involved...I don't want him coming after you guys for my sake. I can handle this."

"Letting him beat the shit out of you isn't dealing with anything. What about the girls?"

"The girls are fine...he hasn't done anything to them. I don't care what he does to me...just as long as he doesn't touch my girls I will be alright."

Emily shook her head in disdain. "What makes you think that he hasn't touched them or won't in the future."

"Because he loves them."

"I thought he loved you too."

Ellen frowned. "He does love me!"

"Than why is he hurting you? You don't deserve to be treated like that; you need to take the girls and leave."

Ellen shook her head. "No, I cant! I can't leave him...I know I can help him. He needs me to fix him."

Emily had to stop herself from slapping the shit out of her sister; this woman has completely lost her mind!

"Who are you?"

Ellen leaned back from her sister startled. She frowned deeply and cocked her to the side. "What is that suppose to mean?"

"The Ellen that I know wouldn't let some man put their hands on her...dad taught you better than this; leave him."

"You don't know what the fuck you are talking about! This is my life; I can handle this. Stay out of it!" Snapped Ellen as she turned away from her sister and left the room.

Emily sighed heavily, running a hand through her blonde locks. "Well...that was just fucking awesome!" She muttered before leaving the room as well to check on the kids.

-/-/-/-End Flashback-/-/-/-

After that incident Emily hadn't seen or heard from Ellen in weeks. Wallace and her nieces still came over for their weekly dinners but Ellen refused to come and always made an excuse for her absence which was spoken through Wallace, who as well didn't know why his girlfriend was avoiding her twin.

Emily began to regret confronting her sister about the domestic violence she was going through and she began to miss her other half dearly.

Though, all of that came to a halt when the eldest twin was woken up in the middle of the night with a phone call.

-\-\-\-Flashback-\-\-\-

Emily rolled over groggily, clumsily grabbing a hold of the telephone that was shrilling upon her nightstand. Once she snatched the phone up,it took her a moment to push the right button to receive the call.

"Hello?"

"Emily?"

Emily furrowed her brows slightly. "Ellen?"

"Hey...c-can you come get me?"

Emily immediately rose up from the bed, all evidence of being sleepy completely vanished from her face. Something was wrong and her sister's trembling voice didn't ease her worries in the least.

"What's going on?"

"Wallace and I got into a fight...a-and Amara got hurt...t-there's so much b-blood."

Fear gripped Emily's heart as she hurriedly got dressed and was already walking towards the door with her car keys in hand. "Calm down Ellen...I'm on my way...just stay calm."

With that said, Emily hung up the cordless phone and tossed it on the couch as she ran out of the house; leaving her husband and daughter sleeping soundly.

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Emily nearly jumped out of her vehicle before completely stopping the car and bolted to the front door of her sister's home. She pounded on the door madly before grabbing the door knob and throwing the door open.

The sight that had greeted her caused her stomach to turn and her heart nearly stopped. The once nicely furnished living room was in shambles; couches and coffee table turned over, broken lamps and picture frames littering the floor. Though, the sight that scared her the most was seeing Amara lying unconscious in her mother's arms, the both of them drenched in the child's blood. Her younger niece Serena was eerily quiet as she sat near a turned over sofa, crystalline eyes staring blankly at her sister.

Snapping out of her trance, Emily briskly made her way across the living room and knelt down in front of her spaced out twin as she hummed softly and slowly rocked Amara back and forth within her arms.

She placed a hand upon her sister's shoulder, causing the distraught mother to break from her trance.

"Jesus Ellen, what the hell happened?" Questioned the elder twin as she quickly checked for a pulse on her unconscious niece.

Ellen let a few tears roll down her heavily bruised cheek as she ran her fingers through her daughter's blood drenched locks.

"I had went to the store to get some groceries for the house and I told Wallace to watch the kids...I get back and that bastard was snorting lines right in front of them. I flipped out and told him to get out of my house...that I was done and never wanted to see him again. He got mad and jumped on me an started beating on me in front of the girls. Serena was a sleep on the couch but Amara was sitting right there...well Amara saw him hurting me and jumped in to stop him. He shoved her back and she fell and hit her head on the coffee table and all of this blood started gushing everywhere! Wallace freaked and left...a-and I called you."

Emily growled as she helped her sister stand with her niece and moved towards Serena to scoop the three year old child up. As much as the woman wanted to scream and yell and cause physical damage upon the man, she had to focus on her niece whom was losing a lot of blood and may have serious head trauma.

"We have to go...Amara needs to go to the hospital." She paused and looked at her twin. "You guys are not coming back here...you are going to stay with me and Ron."

"I can't."

"Yes the fuck you can! Open your eyes Ellen. You have a unconscious child in your arms bleeding to death, what more do you need to realize Wallace isn't good for you or your children."

Ellen sniffled, unable to stop the tears from forming. "I can't just up and leave him...I have to help him get better."

Emily growled lowly, grabbing a tight hold of her sister's arm and forcing her to move forward and towards the front door. The elder twin had had enough of her crazy ass sister and she had to get a handle on thIs situation before her niece dies in her sister's trembling arms.

"I dont' know what the hell is wrong with you but I do know that if we don't get Amara to a hospital she may die. Do you want that?"

The mother of two quickly shook her head. "Of course not!"

"Sure as hell fooled me." muttered Emily darkly.

"What the hell is that suppose to mean?" Snapped Ellen in outrage.

"You're living in the house with a man that is selling an using narcotics. You're letting that same man beat the shitout of you and that very same man that you love so fucking much has your child unconscious with blood pouring out of her head! Wake the fuck up Ellen! This is not a game, the kids you claim you love so goddamn much are in danger and all you can worry about is that bastard and what he needs and wants. Worry about yourself and your damn kids for once!" Emily finished her rampage with her eyes heated and breathing heavily. Holding Serena tighter to her, she walked out of the front door and advanced to the car to place the toddler in the back seat.

Ellen stared after her sister in stunned silence before lowering her eyes to her child that laid within her arms. She couldn't stop the tears that shed from her eyes as she brushed the blood soaked bangs from her daughter's face.

Her sister was right...she had to leave or he would eventually kill them. Biting on her bottom lip, the younger twin held her child closer to herself and made her way to her twin's car; she had to put herself and her children before the love of her life.

Ellen decided against laying Amara in the back seat with her sister and instead climbed into the front seat, keeping her eldest daughter clutched tightly within her arms. Slowly running her tongue along her bruised lips, the mother of two gave a small glance towards her twin as the woman began backing her vehicle out of the driveway.

"I'm going to take the girls and stay with you guys for a little while...at least until I can save up enough to get any own place."

Emily arched a brow in surprise, she had really expected her sister to be more stubborn and to keep herself locked within denial. Though as she looked at her twin's teary eyes staring down at Amara's face, Emily swallowed down a smart ass comment that had come to mind and gently placed a hand upon her sister's shoulder.

"Stay as long as you need too."

-/-/-/-End Flashback-/-/-/-

Amara had suffered a minor concussion and received 4 staples to the back of her head that uneventful evening. Once the child was deemed to make a full recovery, Ellen being true to her word had gone home with her twin to stay.

Several weeks had gone by and Wallace had attempted to make phone calls and even emails to Ellen but she wisely didn't answer his calls and deleted his emails with even reading them. For the first time in a long time her sole attention was on her girls and her job as a physical therapist.

Her dull eyes became bright with life again and her ever glowing smile returned to her bruise free face once more. Though after a few mere weeks, Ellen came bounding into the room and pounced on the couch beside her sister like a teenager, grinning from ear to ear.

-/-/-/-Flashback-/-/-/-

"Oh my God Emily, you won't believe what happened?" Exclaimed Ellen.

Emily arched a brow, placing her Cosmos magazine down. "What happened?"

"I finally talked to Wallace today...he is giving everything up for me!"

Emily frowned deeply and eyed her sister warily. "You spoke to him?"

Ellen's grin faltered slightly and settled with a small smile. "Yes...we talked about a lot of things. He said that he is going to stop using drugs and is going into rehab...he said he that is going to give up selling drugs...that the girls and I are more important to him and that he misses us."

Emily snorted, picking up her magazine and began flipping through it. "You actually believe that?"

"Yes I do..he is going to do his last deal in two weeks and sell everything he got." The younger twin scooted closer to her sisiter. "If he does this...we will be millionaires."

"So this is all about the money?"

"No its not about the damn money! I want my family back, I miss him...the girls miss him. He even wants to marry me...he said that he is going to take care of us and that I won't have to work anymore."

"That's bullshit..he is just telling you what you want to hear so you will come back to him."

Ellen narrowed her eyes dangerously close, lips curling back into a snarl. "Why do you always doubt me?"

Emily shrugged her shoulders, flipping to another page in her magazine. "Because you always make poor decisions."

Hurt flashed in Ellen's eyes momentarily before a frown marred her pretty features as she balled her small hands up into tight fists. "Fuck you Emily!" Snapped the younger twin as she spun on her heels and made her way out of the room.

"Well you shouldn't of asked!" Snapped back Emily, tossing the now unwanted magazine on the coffee table. With an exasperated sigh, the blonde stood abruptly from the couch and decided that she needed to take a walk.

-/-/-/-End Flashback-/-/-/-

Emily sighed heavily as she ran a shaky hand down her unearthly pale and pasty skin, taking a large swig out of a half empty bottle of some cheap vodka.

Her face scrunched up slightly at the burning bitter taste but she welcomed the sensation openly. Analyzing the memory through her hazy mind, the washed up blonde realized that she had been a total bitch to her twin.

There were so many ways she could have handled that situation...to have handled that conversation...but no...all she had done was to help push her twin back into the arms of that bastard.

She knew she had fucked up when her twin had begun to avoid her once more and spent long hours talking on the phone with Wallace as the prick told her sweet lies.

Emily couldn't stand it and she had devised the perfect plan to finally rid that bastard from her sister's life.

-/-/-/-Flahshback-/-/-/-

Emily looked up at the police precinct, eyeing the large brick building with a grin. She quickly made her way up small amount of steps to reach her destination.

She opened the front glass door and made her way inside, walking up to the police officer at the front desk.

"Excuse me Officer, I need to talk to someone."

The young Officer raised his head, midnight blue eyes staring down at Emily with an arched ebony brow in curiosity. His head was tilted slightly to the side, his short ebony locks hanging wildly in his stunning eyes.

"What can I help you with ma'am?"

Emily cleared her throat in slight embarrassment as she realized that she was staring. She ran a hand through her blonde bangs and smiled at the Officer kindly, eyeing his badge for a name.

"Well Officer Chiba, I have some information about a drug deal that is to go down in two weeks."

At this, both of the cop's brows raised in curiosity, a small smirk coming across his handsome face. "Really now, do you have any names of the culprits, or are you sending me on a wild goose hunt?"

Emily frowned slightly as she heard the sarcasm in his voice quite clearly. "As a matter of fact, I know the ring leader personally."

"Name?" Questioned the Officer as he took a casual sip of his coffee.

"Wallace Tenoh."

The cop choked on his hot drink and looked upon the petite blonde in surprise. "Excuse me?"

"I didn't stutter...I said his name is Wallace Tenoh."

The cop quickly cleaned his mouth of coffee residue with the sleeve of his shirt and straightened quickly. "I don't believe I caught your name ma'am."

"Emily Aino...but I would like to keep my identity disclosed."

"I understand Ms. Aino."

"Mrs."

"Right...Mrs. Aino, please follow me to my office."

Emily nodded and followed, eyeing other Officers as they sat behind their computer desks, typing in their reports and such. She soon found herself in a small office at the back of the precinct and she took a seat as Officer Chiba followed suit.

"How do you know Wallace?"

"He dates my twin sister...and is the father of my two nieces." Replied Emily with distaste apparent on her features.

The cop frowned slightly. "Why are you turning him in?"

"Because my sister deserves better...he is nothing more than a washed up drug addict...he beats her...and he already hurt one of my nieces. I'll be damned if he hurts them again."

"I see...now are you sure about this deal?"

"I am absolutely positive. His trucking company is a cover up for his trafficking...I know this because my sister told me first hand."

Once again the Officer frowned. "Why is your sister not the one in here telling me all of this?"

"Because she would never tell on him...plus he is feeding her sweet lies. Telling her that this is the last deal...that he is finally going to go to rehab. She wants to go back to him and marry him."

"What if he speaks the truth?"

"Wallace will never change! They're whole relationship has been a lie...hell she just found out what he does for a living just a few months ago and they've been together for years. Wallace will be the death of my sister and those girls if I don't take a stand and do something."

"So putting him in jail is going to resolve everything?"

"For the time being at least."

The Officer eyed the woman before him warily...for some strange reason he felt that this was wrong...that one day he would regret this decision, but quickly shook off the feeling. He had been wanting to bust Wallace for years and he now had the opportunity handed to him on a silver platter. This bust could jump him up even higher in his career and he'd be damned if he was going to let this slip through his fingers...besides, he wanted his boys to be proud of their father.

Letting a boyish grin fall upon his face, the cop leaned back in his seat. "Tell me everything you know."

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Emily laughed bitterly at the memory...at that point and time she had really thought that she had finally trapped Wallace and had finally pushed the destructive man away from her sister and 2 nieces. The son of a bitch was caught red handed with massive amounts of narcotics...but no...of course things didn't work out like she wanted...that plan had completely blown up in her face by a ten-fold.

That bastard's 25 year sentence was dropped to merely a year and the mother fucker was out on parole in 6 months. Oh...life was such a bitch! To make matters worse...Ellen had run off with Wallace one weekend and gotten married.

Emily Aino had lost her sister and in some twisted way of fate...she had pushed her sister right into the devil's arms and it made her soul scream in agony.

Ellen had stopped coming around and soon Wallace and the girls stopped coming over as well. Nearly two years had gone by before Emily finally heard from her sister; a phone call that had changed her life forever...a phone call that was Ellen's last.

-\-\-\-Flashback-\-\-\-

Emily yawned tiredly, looking around her in slight confusion as she soon realized that she fell asleep on the couch. She lazily pulled her Cosmos magazine off of her chest and sat up, mumbling under her breathe as the remote control fell off her lap and clattered to the floor. She leaned down and grabbed the remote and tossed it on the coffee table and stood erect, stretching and popping her back in the process.

Her head suddenly snapped to the left as she heard her house phone ring and she furrowed her brows in confusion, looking down at he watch.

"It's nearly four in the morning...who the hell would be calling at this time." Grumbled the blonde as she trudged her way towards the phone. She snatched the cordless phone from its host, clicking the answer button and placing the phone to her ear.

"Hello?" Snapped Emily rudely.

"...Em?"

Emily knitted her brows together. "Ellen?"

"...Yea...its me..."

The eldest twin frowned deeply, her sister's shaky voice unnerving her. "What's going on...why do you sound like that?"

Ellen sniffled. "I should have listened to you."

"What are you talking about?"

"Wallace...he's never going to change..."

Emily gripped the phone tightly. "Has he been hurting you again?" The eldest twin felt her heart clench within her chest as she heard her sister choke on a sob.

"He...he's worse now than he was before jail. He's using again, he puts his hands on me...and now he's starting to hurt the girls...I walked in on him holding Serena up against the wall by the throat and was screaming in her face like a lunatic earlier today. I intervened and he got mad and punched me in the face. I...I can't do this anymore, Em. I...I packed some stuff for me and the girls...I think I'm going to stay in a hotel for a few nights."

"You are not staying in a hotel, get your stuff and you and the girls come over here, I'll be waiting for you."

Ellen sniffled once more. "O-okay, I'll be there in a few...thanks Emily."

Emily smiled, gripping the phone a little more tightly. "No problem sis...just get here soon." With that said, the phone went dead.

-\-\-\-End Flashback-\-\-\-

Emily sat on the couch the entire night, clutching the house phone within her hands tightly; Ellen and the girls never showed up. At 8am, Emily received the devastating news that her sister had died in tragic car accident and all the blonde could do was scream a blood curdling scream for the loss of her sister.

Right from the jump, Emily knew that Wallace was somehow involved in her sister's death, something in her gut was telling her that the sleazy bastard was at fault. Why was Ellen the only one in the vehicle when Amara and Serena should have been in the vehicle as well...why wasn't there any belongings within the vehicle either...no ...purse?

Something was definitely not right!

A few days later, Ellen's funeral was held and do to the extent of her injuries, she was given a closed casket ceremony. The ceremony went by as a blur as the grief stricken twin alternated between staring at her sister's casket and her nieces' solemn stares and Wallace's blank gaze.

After the service was over, the casket was taken to the burial site where Ellen was put to eternal rest. As everyone left to go to the meeting spot to eat, Emily stayed behind, staring down at the casket that had just recently been lowered.

-\-\-\-Flashback-\-\-\-

"I'm so sorry Ellen." Whispered Emily as she felt the tears trickle down the sides of her face.

"I...I should of been more supportive...I...I shouldn't have done things behind your back...I..."

Emily's voice cracked as she choked on a sob and she clutched the white rose she held in her hand tightly. She suddenly tossed the rose and silently watched as the elegant flower land gracefully on top of the mahogany casket.

"I should have been a better sister...just...just know that you will be deeply missed and that I love you." The blonde brushed the tears from her eyes and jumped suddenly at the unexpected voice that came beside her.

"I can't believe that she's really gone." Whispered Wallace softly.

Emily clenched her fists and glared at the ground...how dare this bastard interrupt her moment with her sister!

"Your the reason why she's down there."

Wallace's downcast eyes widened in shook as he gaped at his deceased wife's sister. "Excuse me?"

Emily shifted a cold glare upon dirty blonde haired man. "I know that this was your fault...I know that she died because of you!"

Wallace's shocked expression immediately morphed into anger. "You don't know what the fuck you're talking about!"

Wallace was once again stunned stupid as Emily reared back and slapped him across the face as hard as she could.

"I do know what I'm talking about...I may not be able to prove it, but I know you were the cause of sister's death and I pray that God has mercy on your soul when you burn in hell you bastard!" Yelled Ellen, before spinning on her heels and stalking away, leaving a stupefied Wallace in her wake.

-\-\-\-End Flashback-\-\-\-

From that day forward, Emily's life began spiraling downwards as she feel into a deep dark depression. The more she thought upon her sister's death, the more the guilt began to cloud her mind, making her whither up within her own self remorse.

She began to close herself off from her husband and her daughter, consuming as herself with alcohol and anti-depressants. Day by day the woman could feel that she was loosing herself piece by piece and she came to the conclusion that she didn't want to be the house wife any more...that was what Ellen wanted; but Emily wanted to forget her worries and drink her problems away. She didn't deserve this perfect life...she didn't deserve such happiness because she was the cause of her sister's death by practically shoving the woman into devil's grasp; so the self destruction began.

Soon the grieving blonde began to divulge her self in to reckless partying and sleeping around with random women until she had met Stacy, the foxy brunette that grabbed her attention the moment she laid eyes on her. She and Stacy had hit it off very quickly and Emily had soon found her heart stolen by the vixen that came into her life.

It wasn't long before the blonde devised a plan to get the woman hired in as her husband's secretary. The perfect way to keep tabs on her husband and still have her fun on the side. Days soon turned into weeks and weeks into months and before she knew it, Emily realized that she had been deceiving her husband for two years.

The hiding and the sneaking around wasn't fun anymore and it was time to bring the truth to the surface. So she had let herself get caught, allowing Ronnie to walk in after just finishing a love making session with Stacy.

She knew that the act was cruel, but at the time she didn't care. All she had cared about was getting what she wanted and that was a divorce and a divorce is what she got...and at the perfect time. Emily had just signed a contract with a producer to star in a new show called Sailor V; the catch, she would have to move to London, New England.

To say the least, after the bedroom incident, Ronnie didn't hesitate in signing the divorce papers. Within a month, Emily, Stacy, and Mina moved to London to begin a new life.

At first everything was great, the show was a hit success, money was pouring in by the loads and they were filthy rich. Though the problems began to occur when Stacy would complain about Mina...how her and Emily couldn't go out as much because of Mina or how Emily would spend too much time with her daughter instead of her.

Peaceful times filled with laughter soon turned into heated arguments filled with hurtful words that couldn't be taken back. One day Stacy gave Emily the ultimatum, it was either her or Mina and without a second thought, the blonde chose her daughter. Stacy was furiously and left Emily for good...and although the blonde knew she had made the right choice, her broken heart wouldn't allow it.

Soon the blonde found herself in the fast life of drinking and snorting cocaine and her sadness quickly turned to anger, the destructive emotion pointed directly at her unknowing daughter. Yelling and screaming at her only child over mediocre things became a regular thing that quickly turned into lashing out at the poor child and striking her. When the child didn't do something right, she would deny the child of food and water.

Her skills as a actress dropped significantly and she was forced to be placed on probation from the set until she omits herself into rehab after she had come on set high off her ass and broke a champagne bottle and attempted to stab her hair stylist in the face.

Emily's life had definitely spiraled down into a dark hole and couldn't figure out what to do with herself. She ruined her relationship with her husband for a selfish bitch, her daughter most likely hated her for all the wrong she had done to the innocent girl...and now she was nothing more than a trashy coke head whore...she was the type of girl she had never thought she would be...and never wanted to be.

Emily ran a trembling hand down her sicly pale face as tears flooded her eyes. She had completely let her life get out of control and if she continued to let her life fall...she knew she would end up dead.

The blonde sat up slowly, letting a hand run through her disheveled locks. She slowly looked around her messy condo and down at her disheveled clothing.

This had to stop.

All the self loathing...all the partying...the drugs and the alcohol abuse...

It all just needed to stop.

Emily cast her eyes towards the side table beside her daughter's bed. She raised the picture frame to reveal a family photo of her, Ronnie and Mina. The blonde smiled sadly as he brushed her thumb over Mina's smiling face and made a silent vow.

She would better her life for her little girl...for Mina.

Emily placed the picture frame down gently on the table and stood to her feet. She had some phone calls to make to check out the rehab clinics within her area...as well...she had a condo that needed some serious cleaning; including herself.

Author: Well that's all for now...did have a hard time writing this...probably because I was dealing with a situation along the lines of this particular chapter. N E Ways, I hoped you enjoyed, I really wanted to get this chapter out of the way so I can get the story moving along again. I will admit I do have a few more things I want to happen before the girls do eventually become teenagers, but I will let you know that the therapy session will be coming into play soon ^_^