I have just rewritten this for the mistakes I had made when doing this. Also, I didn't like the ending of this chapter, so I hope you understand.

Chapter six

Lola's Renew hope

Caroline was in shock and aw once she arrived at the airport of her destination. After getting her baggage, she was met with a man who worked for the High Table, and handed her the keys to a 2011 Lexus IS 250, saying it was from management, thanks for getting rid of those two traitors. Taking the keys, the brown skin woman thanked him, put her luggage in the car, got in, turned on the GPS, and drove to the city where her brother and sister live.

In metropolitan areas, traffic is a real pain. Especially during rush hour. Caroline and Lincoln had experienced this first hand when they were able to leave the Academy for a first-hand experience on assassinations and to learn how to spot other assassins as well as being formal to one another. Their trainers had warned them that in cities they will encounter traffic when going to 'meetings', and the best bet is to wait it out until a path opens.

Despite the training, Caroline only huffs in frustration. "Why did you pick a city of all places to live in? Noah." She asked no one in question. "Now I think about it, parking is going to be a bitch." Traffic was moving slowly, it had stopped on occasions but it was moving. "Ten years...ten years since I last saw Noah and Connie...I hope that bitch of a mother is dead." Caroline griped the wheel of the car tightly. "Woah...calm down Caroline. Take deep breaths. In one end, out the other." She mumbled to herself, trying to calm down. It was a technique but she and Lincoln learn, or rather drilled in their heads during stressful situations.

As this happened she passed the exit that she was supposed to get off on.

"Rerouting."

"OH MOTHERFU."

After following the rerouted GPS, it leads her to a four-story building with a sign that reads Casagrande's Market. "Huh...He lives here huh?" She spoke softly looking for a parking space, which she found surprisingly easy. Getting out of the car she pulls out her phone and checks the message of the intel she had requested. "4A huh?" Putting the phone back in her pocket, she opened the trunk of her car, took out her luggage and walked into the building.

Walking upstairs wasn't too hard, but Caroline had wished there was an elevator. As she walked up to the fourth floor, her mind was racing. Her heart was pounding with each step she took. The camel-skinned woman was nervous. It had been ten years since she last saw her baby sister and older brother.

What if they didn't recognize her?

What if they forgot about her?

On the top floor, she walked towards the door where her brother and sister were living. She raised her hand wanting to knock on the door but stopped.

Should she turn away?

'No...I have been waiting for this for ten whole years. I had taken down drug lords, kingpins, and other terrible people. Hell, I'm the deadliest female assassin in the Continental, But why am I so nervous? I practice with Lincoln and our friends every week for this day to come.'

Suddenly the door opened, and in front of her was a 15-year-old girl. Her skin was camel just like Caroline. Her silky black hair reached tilled her shoulders. She wore a short-sleeve pink shirt with a blue long sleeve jacket, black pants, and green shoes. Her eyes looked at the woman who was as tall as her.

"Hello, can I help you?"The teen asked, tilting her head to the side. There was no running away, no turning back.

"Connie...is that you...is it really you?" Caroline asked, her emotions getting the better of her.

"How do you know my name?" Asked the teen a bit freaked out seeing a woman starting to cry.

"It's me...your big sister...Caroline." Upon saying those words Connie was in shock. She was four when her older sister was sent away. She had always asked Noah why mommy sent her big sister away.

It was always the same answer.

Mommy was stupid.

And 'you'll understand when you're older.'

Connie wonders if her big sister was alive or not, seeing that someone would call on Caroline's level, whatever that was. Still, the biggest question was why?

Why wasn't big sis home?

Why was mommy being mean to her?

Why was mommy being mean towards us?

As she grew older things had become clear. Connie's mother was a bad person...toxic even. The same went for her stepfather.

Without realizing it, she was embraced in a hug. Tears fell down the sisters' eyes, hitting the shoulder of the teen, while Caroline's hit the ground. The two sisters weep, not having seen each other for a long time.

"Hey Connie, remember to get those Sour Patches and soda for me from the Mercado downstairs. Bobby promised me some after helping him and Par the other nigh-" Coming out of the kitchen was a tall man standing about six feet. His skin was brown, and his black hair was in braids that reached towards his neck, he was wearing a purple striped shirt with some buttons on the collar, black jeans, and black & white shoes. His eyes lay upon the woman hugging his baby sister.

Caroline's eyes look at the man standing in the dining room.

"Noah"

"Caroline? Is that really you?" The man asked, rubbing his eyes making sure he wasn't seeing things. "Is that really you?"

"Yes. . .Big Brother."

"I-I-I thought you were dead."

"No...just busy." She said letting go of Connie. The camel-skinned woman ran and wrapped her arms around her brother hugging him, to which he did the same. "You have no idea how much I miss you Noah...you and Connie.

Noah started to develop tears of his own. "Carol...Look...I'm sorry for everything. For what dad had done to you. For what that woman did...to...both you and Connie."

"It's ok big brother...you're not at fault. You were young when it happened. We all were."

"No...It's not!" He cried, "I...I...I should've done…. Something…. I...I… Really fucked everything up."-." He was cut off by a pair of lips touching his. Caroline had kissed her brother softly on the lips. Something she really wanted to do before leaving for that damn Boot Camp.

"Noah...stop. I know much has happened since I left for Boot Camp. I just want to know...are they still alive?" Her tone became colder and lifeless. Both the siblings notice this and let out a sigh. Of course, she wanted to know the whereabouts of her low life.

"Dad went missing after the cops noticed bruise marks on Connie…" Noah begins to explain. "Most likely he's dead somewhere in a ditch, and mom… She… she left us 6 years ago. She ran off with some other man one night and we haven't seen her since."

"WHAT?" Caroline shouted in shock and anger, "So she abandoned you guys?"

"Yes. Aunt Bella and Uncle Marshall did take care of us, they were nice at first. A bit too nice towards me and Connie. Late one night they tried to molest me and Connie one night, so I took her and managed to run away, far from that place."

"We never saw them again after that." Connie added.

"So how did you guys survive here alone?" Caroline asked a bit curious about how two kids survive for 10 years without food or shelter. Or that there were two missing children for that matter.

"Well thanks to the landlord downstairs and the owner, they hook us up with an apartment free of charge until I turn 18 and get myself a job. So to make it up to them I help with anything I could as a show of thanks, as well as checking in on her grandson from time to time." Noah added. "I mean she and her family were so sweet to us."

"Too bad she and her husband passed away a couple of years ago."

"What happened to them?"

"Mrs. Casagrande or Abuela was sick and seemed to have gotten worse as the days went by. And her husband Mr. Casagrande or Abuelo had a heart attack a week after his wife died.

"That's so sad and heartbreaking!"

"We attended their funeral in which they buried them next to each other, after the wake, we consoled the family the best we could. Their granddaughter Ronnie Anne took their death the hardest." Connie spoke softly.

"Ronnie Anne...is her last name Santiago?"

"Yes, why? You know her Caroline."

"Yet just said I know a friend of hers." Caroline smiled.

Downstairs in Apartment 2A sat a 5 foot 5 inched Latina woman with two front buck teeth that were more round than bunny-like. Her black hair despite being as long as her cousin Carlota kept it in a ponytail. She wore a white sleeveless shirt underneath a purple zipped-up hoodie, black jean shorts, purple socks, and dark pink sneakers.

The tomboy known as Ronnie Anne had grown up to be one of the hottest women in the apartment and at her college where her Uncle Carlos worked, but never grew out of her tomboy phase. The 21-year-old Latina was a third-degree black belt in karate and has spent years training in mixed martial arts, much to her little primo Carl dismay. To make things more humiliating, Ronnie Anne has kicked his butt every time they decide to battle it out and would sometimes humiliate him just to show him who was the boss. Double points for when his long-time crush Adelaide was around.

After losing to Ronnie Anne for the 300th time, she stripped Carl of his clothes down to his Choo-Choo Chonies, placed his head between Adelaide's thighs, and made him kiss her butt.

It wasn't as humiliating as watching him kiss Adelaide's feet after losing to her on multiple counts. Carl will never let that down, and Ronnie Anne will never let him forget it. In fact, she would always bring it up when he brought Adelaide with him to family gatherings.

Ronnie Anne was sitting on the sofa, watching an episode of Robot Wars. Normally she and her best friend Sid would hang out together, but sadly she was in her engineering class and won't be out until later tonight. There was a knock on the door, making the 21-year old sighed, pulse her show, stand up to her feet, and headed for the door and opened it seeing Noah, and a woman standing there.

"Oh hey, Noah...what's up, and who is she...your girlfriend?" The Latina tease, making the tall man and woman blush.

This causes the Latina to smirk seeing their faces which confirms it. Noah had a girlfriend and he didn't bother to tell her, nor his sister.

"No Ronnie Anne, this is my step-sister Caroline." Noah replied. Tho Caroline continued to brush, liking the idea of being Noah's boyfriend.

"Look, Ronnie Anne, do you know a guy named Lincoln Loud?"

"Yeah! Wait how do you know him? He's alive? Lincoln is alive? Where is he?" A torrent of questions rains down on Caroline.

"Ok, he was my roommate and partner for the last ten years, Yes he is very much alive, and he's as we speak back in Royal Woods. Oh, he also told me to say hello." Ronnie Anne couldn't believe it, Lincoln Loud, the same goofy, dorky, 11-year-old kid and all above a good friend was alive, and back home in Royal Woods.

"So your sister was in that Boot Camp with Lincoln?"

"Sadly yes," Both Noah and Caroline said sadly.

"Um...come on in…" Ronnie Anne said moving to the side allowing the two to enter, then closed the door. "Do you want anything, tea, coffee, soda?"

"I can use a soda." Caroline spoke as she looked around the living room, there were photos above the 20 inched flat screen tv, mostly of her late grandparents, her mother and uncle as kids, as well as the cousins of the family. Two recliners and a sofa, with a dining table.

"You live here by yourself?"

"Nope. Just me, my mom, and my best friend Sid." Ronnie said, taking two cans of soda, one for herself, and one for Caroline. She handed it to her, then sat down on the recliner. Caroline cracked open the can and took a couple of sips. "Ok so Lincoln is alive...and back in Royal Woods correct?"

"You are right." Caroline replied.

"There is so much he missed out on."

"Well anyone who has entered the line of work Lincoln and I are in, and more so for the soldiers and mercs out there had missed out on alot, me included."

"Did...Did...Did he miss me...his friends?" Ronnie Anne asked a bit nervously.

"Well, he wouldn't shut up when he was talking about you, or his sisters whenever they allowed us to rest. So yea."

"So have you and Lincoln...you know went overseas?"

"Kinda a stupid question seeing that the camp we went to trained child soilders...no offenses but We did, but we didn't fight in any war." Caroline said simply. "You see...both Lincoln and I are assassins killers for hire." This made both the Latina and African stare at the woman who was sipping her drink.

"What?"

"Yo-Yo-Yo-Yo-You..and Lincoln...are assassins?" Ronnie Anne asked in shock and aw, to which Caroline nodded.

"You kill people...for money? Noah asked, making the camel skin woman roll her eyes. "Yes. We kill people. We didn't want to at first, hell both me and Lincoln puked up our lunch when we killed our first target."

Ronnie Anne couldn't truly believe that her best friend was a killer, let alone an assassin, but the thought of it did sound cool. " I had known him since we were kids. Sure he gets angry but Linc isn't the type to kill."

"Well, that camp will change you, even if you don't want to. After our fourth target, we got used to it all."

"Why were you sent there, if you mind me asking." Ronnie Anne asked, making Noah wince.

"No, it's ok." The camel woman took another swing of her soda. "You see me and Connie aren't related to Noah by blood. Noah here is my step-brother. My mom remarried a year after my father died when he was on duty. This was when I was 5 and Connie was just born. My stepfather already had a child from his previous marriage which is this goofball right here."

"Hey!" Noah yelled gently punching Coraline in the arm.

"Anyway I didn't have any friends until Noah came along, and things were normal. I play with Noah any chance we get, video games, comic books, and toys, he even helped me with homework."

"That's because you had trouble paying attention to your lesson and were too busy watching pony princess Caroline." The man and Latina woman snicker.

"You didn't need to tell her that." Caroline said, her cheeks red with embarrassment. "Both Noah and my stepfather were great. We were a perfect family, until Noah's 9th birthday. After his birthday party, and when we all went to bed, his father came into my room. Call me sweet things before raping me."

Ronnie gasps upon hearing the story."Ay Dios mío."

"It only gets worse." Noah said sadly with Caroline nodding and continued.

"It hurt...it really did, but he threatened to hurt Connie if I screamed. After that, he left me alone for the night. That man continued to do what he did to me for the next two years. And when he didn't I was scared, thinking he might come in and hurt me."

"I noticed something was wrong with Caroline, So I often sleep next to her. It worked for a couple of months until Mom caught us. She scolded me because we had separated rooms and we were old enough to sleep alone."

"When Noah wasn't with me, that man would do the same thing. One night when I was with Noah in his bed, he busts in, beats his son, and rapes me, threatening to kill both of us if we tattled."

Ronnie Anne was horrified to hear this, she deeply felt sorry for what Caroline had gone through, but the two continued.

"I had to continue to watch that man hurt my sister. I didn't want anything terrible to happen to her or Connie. Mom became suspicious whenever dad came out of Caroline's room late at night."

Caroline sighed. "One night mom caught me on top of that man. She screamed at both of us and he ran out of the house. I told her what he was doing but she didn't believe me. She called Fort Footundeez Disciplinary Academy later that night.

"Damn! Your mother has gotta be screwed up in the head to not believe her own kids.

"You're telling me. Lincoln's dad didn't believe him, and my mom didn't believe me."

"I told mom but she didn't believe me as well. And, well let you know the rest." Noah clenched his fist in anger but felt the hand of his sister who just smiled.

"Even though Noah wasn't there...I'm glad to have Lincoln with me."

"Let me guess...Lincoln climbed in your bed whenever you had those nightmares?"

"You guess it." Caroline smirk making the Latina blush. "Tho when he turned 12, he avoided me for a while."

"Maybe he was going through some changes."Noah stated." I mean that's what happens when puberty hits, believe me I know what it's like myself."

"If I knew back then." Caroline said wiggling softly.

"What did you do Carol?" Noah asked with a raised brow.

"Nothing!" she replied, quickly.

"Carol."

"Alright...fine. I was curious."

"What happened between you and Lincoln?" Ronnie Anne asked now wondering what happened.

"Well after he stopped sleeping with me, we had a bit of a talk. He suggested that we sleep in our own bed. I was still having nightmares at the time, so I snuck into his bed...and didn't know he...he…"

"He was horny for you wasn't he." Ronnie asked, her face was bright red, as well as her brother.

"Yeah...he helped me sleep, so I did the same.

Noah was confused, "Wait hold on, are you saying that you two."

"He didn't want to at first, Lincoln was scared that he might hurt me, or worse. But I told him it was ok, and that if it helped me sleep, and as long as he was ok with it, then he could use my body."

"And the instructors was really okay with this?" Noah asked.

"Well as long he wasn't forcing himself on me, then they don't care." Ronnie Anne was surprised at this new information she heard, Caroline and Lincoln...in bed...doing that? How many times have both of them been done? Once a day? Week, a month?

The trio didn't say anything after that. The only sound that was heard was the emptiness of a can.

"So you said that Lincoln is back in Royal Woods?" asked a still flustered Ronnie Anne.

"Yes, Lincoln told me he was heading back home to see his family for the first time in a decade." Ronnie Anne just hangs her head low.

"He's not looking forward to seeing his father." Caroline commented.

"After he sent Lincoln to that hellhole, who could really blame him?" Ronnie Anne went silent for the second time, not before taking out her phone and texting her prima.

"I want to see Lincoln...I really do, but I have a problem...a major problem."

"What is it?" Caroline asked, her head tilted to the side.

"Well...It's about one of my sisters-in-law." Ronnie Anne's voice grows more concerned." Who is one of Lincoln's older sisters."

After leaving his father's business, Lincoln drove to the burpin' burger drive-thru and ordered three double bacon cheeseburgers, three french fries, and three medium cherry cokes. After getting his meal he looked at his watch and saw what time it was.

It was 12:25 in the afternoon. He had three hours til the high schoolers let out. He knew the twins went to the same high school and knew what time they let out due to him seeing the time his older sister saved for Lynn going on the bus or if Lori was driving vanzilla if Rita or Lynn wasn't using the family van. He had texted Lana that he'll be waiting for her, and to find her twin so he could drive them home.

'I hope that Lana can find her twin sister before their day is over.' Lincoln thought to himself. While he drives up toward a corner of Royal Woods High, pulls out his fries and begins to eat them. A few minutes later, he texted Luan and told her that she'll be picking up Lana from school, and hopefully bring Lola back home with them.

Lola was sitting in her usual place in the entire school. Behind the benches away from everyone. Her bright green eyes glaze at the novel she was reading, a man's journey into the bowels pits of hell, to reunite with his lover who was taken from him. She let out a soft sigh.

Lola hated her life.

She hated the fact that despite being the prettiest goth in school, Lola was miserable. She told herself that every time she walked into the house. Use the bathroom, take a shower, wake up in the morning, brush her teeth, eat breakfast. She was miserable because of what she did.

She sends her brother away.

Tore the family apart.

Ruined her relationship with her siblings to the point that none of them wanted to see her.

Heck her twin sister Lana would skip school entirely just to be away from her.

Lola really wished she wasn't the spoiled little brat that she was 10 years ago in her young age, she thought that Lincoln was at fault for everything even though it wasn't true, and didn't care if he was gone. Lola thought she was right, and everybody was wrong. Lucy had warned her that she would someday face the consequences of her actions, if she had taken her big sister's warning seriously, she wouldn't be in the nightmare that she was living. Sadly, Lola was too stubborn and too arrogant that she did what she wanted for her own selfish reasons.

And now, she is living with the regret of that choice for the rest of her life.

It all started with a lie.

That fateful day.

That day that changed everything.

Of course, when she told the truth she was punished for it.

That summer with Aunt Ruth was as terrible as the horror stories she told her grand-niece that her parents sent Albert away because of the trouble he was causing. She kept reminding her that Lincoln was dead because of you.

That you killed your brother over a cup.

She also told her that Albert was able to escape that boot camp. And maybe that Lincoln would do the same.

Lola had clung on to the hope that her brother would one day return, that her mother, father or Lori would pick her up, say that he's home, and things would return to normal.

Sadly it never happened.

As weeks turn to months. That small glimmer of hope faded.

What was worse was that her mother and father had split up. Lola was going to stay with her father along with the rest of her older sisters, save for Luan.

By that point, she had lost all hope.

Lincoln hasn't come back.

Her sisters were starting to hate her, with some evening arguing with their father.

Life moved on, sadly this changed the former princess.

She cried in her room when no one was around.

She cried in the shower.

She cried in the closet.

Lola was heartbroken, sad, and depressed.

The former princess quit the pageant scene.

She distanced herself from her friends.

She never attempted to make new ones or reconnect with her old ones.

When her father brought home his girlfriend, she didn't care. Her father was happy and that was it. She had tried to contact Lola, but it failed. Lola was no longer interested in the things she loved, in fact, she hated it. Lola didn't want anything to do with Olivia. She had seen those types of people.

Yes her father had money, and his business was growing, Olivia was using him. And for that, she would just straight out ignore her.

Olivia had confronted Lola about her attitude. Lola of course told her that she was using her father and that she was nothing more than a gold-digging whore.

What next came was a slap to the face. Both literally and figuratively.

'You called me a gold digger, and what about you Lola? You are nothing but a piss poor wannabe spoiled princess who is only with Daddy because of his money you used up Dick sucker brat. I bet not even your brother wouldn't want to kiss a used-up brat like yourself. Oh wait, he's most likely dead because of you.'

Each word stung as much of the hand that struck her.

But the final words.

It tore a hole in her heart that might never recover.

The pain from Olivia's slaps wasn't anything compared to the pain in her heart.

After that Lola shut down. When the cops came, she said nothing. When Lynn was taken away, she said nothing. She couldn't.

Lola wanted to say something, but she was so scared that if she told the police what Olivia was abusing her, they wouldn't believe her and she could get a beating that would be a lot more painful.

Or Worse.

Seeing what those two cops did to her big sister Lynn, there was nothing she could do. Her sisters tried to get her away from her father, but that became fruitless. Even her mother tried to get Lola away from her father and Olivia, but that also failed.

And throughout the years the abuse continued, though the physical stopped when she turned 13, the verbal didn't however.

And now here she is, alone with nothing but depressing thoughts.

Lola hasn't seen her mother or her other sisters in years. Other than her twin who attended the same school she did. Upon seeing her heart was filled with so much sadness and dread that she attempted to claim her own life at one point. But backed out at the last second. The former princess had tried a couple of more times and all ended in failure.

"Lola!" A rough tomboyish voice rang out causing the goth to look up. Her twin was standing there. Her blue eyes just stared at her twin's. Said twin smiles nervously but turns into a frown. Lana's younger sister wore a black top with a matching skirt that reached towards her thigh and matching boots. What was notably diffident was her hair. Instead of the same blonde, she had when she was six but it was dyed black.

"Lana?" Lola replied emotionless, "What are you doing here? I thought you didn't wanna see me anymore."

"Lola, I'm sorry...for everything I said or did." Lana told her sister who just shrugged and went back to her book. Lana could see that Lola was mad at her for not speaking or even bother to see her in years. "I know you're still mad at me, and probably hate me."

"I don't hate you Lana." Lola said in her monotone voice. "I don't hate any of you, I just want you and everybody else to forgive me...especially Lincoln. Sadly he's…. He's out there somewhere dead." Lana hears how heartbroken his twin sister felt. "I just want Lincoln to come back home."

Lola starts to cry, ruining her gothic makeup. Lana, seeing her sister in dismay, just hugged her twin sister, holding her in his arms as the tears continued to pour down her face.

"Sadly, It may never happen." Lola cried, "After what I did, our mom or our other sisters don't wanna see me ever again."

"That's not true, we do want to see you again. Heck, we're still trying to get you away from dad, and that whore he's with." Lana screamed out. "Just come with me after school."

"What about her, or dad...They will call those two when they realize that I'm not home." Lana smiles then shake her head. "It'll be fine. I promise. Just come with me. I know you have this and this and 8th-period free study."

"What about your classes Lana?"

"You don't have to worry about any of that." Lana replied.

"How are you gonna get me home with anybody noticing? And what about your teachers?"

"Don't worry about that, and I'm pretty sure missing one class isn't the end of the world."

"Okay, what time will you meet me during the 8th period?"

"School doesn't let out until 2 pm, so I'll meet you between 1:30 and 1:45 pm." Lana explained, "Just be calm and quiet, I promise I'll find you as quickly as possible."

"You promise?"

"I promise!"

It was now 1:40 pm in the afternoon, Lola Loud was waiting around for her twin to show up.

'Where's Lana?' Lola thought, waiting by an exit door in the school. Fortunately for her, Lana was just right down the hall from her who walked towards her.

"Sorry about that Lols...had to tell Mr. Saw a story about a family matter back home." The teen rubbed the back of the head, she grabbed her sister's hand and walked out the door. Lana pulled out her phone and texted her brother that they were on the way. He texted back on where he would be, which was around the corner. "I have a surprise for you Lola...I'm sure you're going to love it."

As soon as the twins came around, Both saw the dodge charger SXT RWD, and a royal wood police cruiser behind it. Two cops got out of the car and walked over to the front window. Giving the tinted window a tap. Rolling it down, the hazel blue eyes of the white-haired man stare up at the lanky officer.

Seeing what was about to happen, Lola gulped in fear.

"Sir...may I ask why are you parked here?" The officer asked calmly and followed protocol for once.

"I'm here to pick up my little sisters from school." Lincoln replied just as calmly.

"Well, we got a report of a possible kidnapping in the area." The lanky officer said.

"I don't know who told you that, but that is not true." Lincoln said, "My sisters asked me to pick them up from school and I can prove it."

"Hold on...I remember you. You're that nerd from Lynn's Table."

"Oh yeah, I passed by that restaurant as I was going in to eat lunch." Lincoln replied. Making the officer smirk. "But then something happened, so instead I chose to pick up food for myself and my sisters."

"Hey, Eddy...check out who we caught." The man said, making his partner who was checking out the back of the car walk up to him.

"Well well well, White hair, chip buck teeth, it's Olivia's boy toy's son." The man now known as Eddy stated. Placing his hands on the hood of the car.

"Well, here is the deal...Lincoln right? As I said, someone reported a possible kidnapping in the area, and with you, in a dark car you're in." Eddy gave the hood a couple of taps. "you look mighty suspicious."

"Like I just said...Officer Eddy right? I don't know who reported that to you, but the information is false. My little sisters both asked me to pick them up from school and I have the proof to show you." Lincoln explains once more, ready to show the officer his text message from his sister Lana.

"Nah bro. I think we have enough proof we need." This made the white hair man raise a brow. At this.

"Really...you have proof that I might kidnap someone...just by my looks and the car I drive, Officer Eddy and," He paused, and looked at the other officer's name tag. "Officer Jackson?" Lincoln spoke calmly. "You may have proof based on assumption but I have concrete proof of the corrupted shit you two are in. And all I have to do is make a call down at the station to lock both of your white trashes up for life. So you can arrest me or leave me be...And I do hope you choose the better options officers."

Lola then noticed those two faces, causing her to panic. "Lana, those are the same two policemen who arrested and beat up Lynn." Lola mentioned, making her twin sister gulp in fear. "I knew this wasn't going to work, I knew it."

"I've gotta call Luan." As soon as she took out her phone, Lola stopped her and pointed to the two officers who were just standing there.

"Have a nice day, sir!" said Officer Jackson growling.

"We'll let you off with a warning this time." said Officer Eddy, as he and his partner headed back to their police cruiser and drove away.

Lola's eyes widened when the door opened and stepped out the man she believed was dead. The man she wanted to say sorry for over a decade

"Lincoln." Lola couldn't believe it. Her big brother was standing there, alive and well. Her eyes water. Lincoln opened the door and closed it in case any car decided to speed by. Speaking of speeding, Lola just ran over and wrapped her arms around him, giving him a tight hug. He hugged her back. "I thought you were dead."

"Well, clearly I'm not." Lincoln replied in a chuckle, placing his hand on her head, and giving it a rub. He could hear her sniffing and rubbing her face against his chest. "I bought both you and Lana some food. It may be cold by now."

"Nah, it's okay Lincoln." Lana said sitting in the front of the car, munching on the burger Lincoln bought. Giving a shrug.

"Anyway, Lola, I'm taking you back home." This seems to cause the 16-year-old to shake, seeing this Lincoln then added. "The others miss you deeply."

"Others? But what if dad and Olivia?" Lola asked, worrying about what Olivia is capable of.

"Don't worry about them!" Lincoln replied.

"Okay, but can we stop at their place and get the stuff I need like my clothes?"

"Well I would be a shitty person if I didn't, do you have the key to the house?" Lola just nodded to the question, she even reached into the bag and pulled out several keys to show him.

"Alright then, let's get going." The three siblings all put their seatbelts on as Lincoln started the car, and they headed towards their now former father's house which wasn't a long drive.

It only took 15 minutes before they reached a gated community. Diving up to the keypad Lincoln opened the window and tape in the address to the house which was registered to Lynn and Olivia. The gate opened for him to drive through. Once in the white-haired man drove to 2152 Royal Drive Avenue. The house was a 2400 square foot two-story home. The yard was neatly cut with nothing in it. The home was painted like every other house on the block with a few printed in dark forest green and grey.

"WOW!" Lana said, looking at the house. "You and the others live in this?"

"Sadly yes." Lola responded.

"Alright, guys Dad or Olivia will be back, around 7." Lincoln begins explaining, "So we can't take too long with this, just grab most or maybe all of Lola's things, load them into the car and we'll get the hell out of here."

"Don't worry, big bro!" Lana replied, "I'm as fast as a cheetah."

"I still don't wanna take the chances of us leaving or taking too long, and having to confront Dad and Olivia." Lola said, worrying about what could happen.

The twins unbuckled their seatbelts, exited the vehicle, and headed towards the house with Lincoln staying behind.

"There's nobody else here, right?" Lana asked her twin for her to shake her head.

"Yes, I'm sure of it." Lola replied, as she used her key to unlock the door and entered the house with her twin sister.

As they both walked inside the neatly polished home of her father. "My room is upstairs, follow me." Lola quickly went upstairs with her twin following her. Opening the door they enter a room which she suspected to be Lucy's. Posters of My Chemical Romance, Fall Out Boy, Three Days Grace, Green Day, and even Marlyn Manson. A bookshelf with gothic style novels with some comics and manga thrown in, a laptop deck, with a flat-screen mounted to the wall along with a couple of dressers. And dolls. Lana was shocked by this site, the old Lola would never listen to Punk or even Metal Music, nor would she be reading anything scary or dark.

"Whoa, is this your room, or Lucy's." Lana asked, looking around her twin's room.

"We'll talk about it later, Lana." Lola replied, "Right now I need you to grab my suitcases from the closet, I start getting my clothes out."

"No problem, I'm sure we can fit all of your stuff in your room." With that, The twins raided the room, after Lana found two of her younger twin suitcases. Despite her sister's clothing being mostly black, she did find some pink, sadly the sale tag was on most of the pink than black. After packing all her clothes, she begins to take several of her novels, comics, manga, her pillows, her blanket, and finally her laptop.

"Alright Lana, that's everything I need." Lola said, "Let's get going!" With that, the two left the house.

Lincoln was in his car listening to Smooch on the radio until the twins came out of the house 20 minutes later. Each having a suitcase in their hands. Lincoln pops open the trunk, the two put them in, close the trunk, re-enter the car and drive off.

As they drove, Lola for the first time in years felt happy.

Happy that she was finally leaving the house her father brought.

Finally leaving that bitch of a girlfriend.

And finally, get to see her big brother.