Hi guys! So I typed up a new chapter early for YOU because let's face it your awesome. LOL anyways thanks for all the reviews and ideas I might do that at times to help me with the story. I took a lot of your ideas and put them together this chapter just lets you see Parkers home life and give you an idea of how a teenage parker would act. We're going to pretend that the kids are in high school now instead of middle school because I can do so much more with a high schooler.

"Where the hell were you little bitch?" Parker had taken three steps inside the house when she heard this.

"I was with some friends." Her "father" had walked into the front room and was now standing in front of her with a beer bottle in his hand.

"Really? Hmm are any of them boys?" he said drunkly.

"Why do you want to know?"

"Answer the dam question little slut."

"Yeah a couple of them were boys." Parker knew what was coming. She prayed it wouldn't be as bad this time.

"What the fuck I told you not to be friends with boys!" Dan (her foster dad) slapped her across the face hard. She gritted her teeth to keep from crying but that only last so long. Parker felt the hot tear start to roll down her face.

"Oh you're going to cry now? Here let me give you something to cry about." She was picked off the ground and slammed into the wall. She fell to the floor and curled up in a ball as he started to kick her. Parker closed her eyes and tried to zone out but he was hitting her so hard. She prayed for it to end.

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Eliot walked into his room and slammed the door shut. He heard his little sister in the other room crying probably from a dirty diaper. His dad was over at the farm taking care of the horses his mother was around the house somewhere. He took out his guitar and started to strum and play some chords when his phone started to ring.

"Hello?"

"HI Eliot its Nate."

"Hey man what's up?"

"Can you come over to Sophie's at 5:45 tomorrow morning?"

"Dude why so early?"

"We need to talk before school starts."

"Fine but you their better be breakfast."

"We were going to walk down to the diner after we have the meeting that sound good?"

"Yeah but I'm not paying dad took my money again." Eliot heard Sophie in the background

"Are you at Sophie's?" Eliot let out a grin as he lay back on his bed and looked out the window.

"Umm yeah." Nate started to blush again.

"Score man! Just do your best to play it cool." Eliot said in a sarcastic tone.

"Eliot shut up; just be here tomorrow morning."

"Ok I'll be there later Nate."

"Later"

Elliot shut his phone and continued to look out his window as the birds flew over head.

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Hardison looked down at his watch, it was 6:15. He wondered why she hadn't showed up yet he kept looking out his window trying to see into her room but she had the blinds closed. Then he heard the doorbell ring. He hurried down the steps running past his Nanna who was taking a nap and wasn't even shaken by the doorbell. He opened the door and what he saw shocked him. Parkers face had bruises and cuts all over her and she had tears in her eyes.

"I had a problem with Mr. Andrews." She told him. Hardison just took her hand and pulled her inside his house. He helped her upstairs without saying a word and let her sit on his bed.

"I'll go get the first aid kit and call Eliot he knows what to do more than I do."

She just nodded and watched as he went into the bathroom and came back with the kit. He sat the kit down next to her and then pulled out his phone to call Eliot.

Ring.

Ring.

Ring.

Come on Eliot answer the dam phone.

Ring.

Ring.

"Hello"

"Finally; you need to get over to my place now."

"Why, what's wrong?" Eliot was now sitting straight up in his bed.

"Parker's foster dad beat her pretty bad I can't tell how bad other then what I can see on her face." Eliot was already putting his shoes and jacket on.

"Ok I'm on my way get he a lot of ice and start cleaning the cuts."

"Ok will do see yah in a few." He hung up the phone and turned back to Parker and sat next to her on the bed. "Where's it hurt the worse?"

"My back and stomach he wouldn't stop kicking me." Hardison felt a wave of anger go over him how could a grown man do this to such a small girl? He took out the instant ice back thing, shook it, and placed it on her ribs when Eliot came crashing into the room.

"How is she?"

"Ask her she's right here." He walked to the bed and sat down near her head and brushed the hair out of her face.

"How you doing darlin?"

"It hurts really bad." She told him weakly

"Where at?"

"My back and stomach."

"Ok parker I'm going to lift up you shirt just enough to feel you ribs and stomach is that ok?" She nodded and he gently pulled her shirt up and started feeling her stomach that was covered in bruises. He moved his hand and gently pushed down.

"Ouch stop." She yelled as she cringed up into a ball.

"Sorry darlin; Parker you have three broken ribs but the good thing is that you're not bleeding internally which is a good thing and surprising considering how hard it looks like he hit you."

"Doesn't seem like a good thing." Hardison mumbled standing at the end of the bed.

"Well it is so shut up and get some more of those ice packs I need to wrap her ribs." Hardison got out two more ice packs and a wrap and handed them to Eliot. "Parker do you think you can sit up?" She nodded and with the help of both boys was able to get to a sitting position. Eliot turned back to Hardison and stared at him.

"What?"

"You need to leave." Eliot told him

"What? Why?"

"Because her shirt has to come off and I'm not enjoying this anymore then you are so scat."

"Fine just keep your hands where they belong?" Eliot rolled his eyes and started wrapping her ribs.

He came back out 10 minutes later and started to talk to Hardison.

"I gave her half of a pain pill because she doesn't weigh enough for a full pill but she's sleeping right now."

"How soon till she's feeling better?"

"Couple of days until the pain starts to go away; don't let her go home tonight we can have her spend the night at Sophie's tomorrow night just keep her here until then."

"Will do." Eliot patted him on the back and made his way out the door and started walking back to his house.

Hardison walked back up to his room and quietly turned out the lights when something outside caught his eye. Parker's foster mom had just gotten home and pulled into the house when an older boy stepped out of the van carrying a small bag. The kid had black hair with a red skunk's stripe down the side of his head, a few piercings, and from the looks of it a muscular build to him. He sighed another kid for Mr. Andrews to beat the shit out of. Great. He groaned and went downstairs to his computer to see what dirt he could pull on the man who beat the blonde sleeping up stairs.

What do you think? Sorry for the long authors note but I had to explain somethings. Also please notice that the title has been changed ^_^ Thanks plz review I don't care if all you say is good job just let me know what you think!

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