I gotta say, writing this chapter was a bit harder than I expected. I tried to put in it as much emotion as I could, and I don't know if I did it justice. It was a bit of an emotional ride for me.

However, I hope you guys enjoy. Thank you to all those who just started following my story! I love you guys and thank you for reading. Those who have reviewed, thank you soo much you make me feel so great about my work. And I can't answer some of the question being asked because it would give it all away but some of you are in the right track. And last but not least thanks to my best friend, MARI! Love you chica, and thanks for revising my chapters you're amazing, thank you for supporting me!

Chapter 4

"I missed you soo much Rosey. I was worried! You never stay after school." Mason screamed as we came into Christian's apartment.

"Sorry Mase I had things to do and from now on, I will stay almost every day after school, so you guys will spend more time here. That is if Tasha doesn't mind" I said looking at her, I didn't want my little brothers being a burden.

"Of course not, sweetheart. You do what you have to, I'll take care of them" Tasha had a caring look in her eyes. I knew the reason she liked Mason and Eddie spending time here was because she was never able to have children, not because she didn't want to but let's just say she didn't have the proper equipment.

Going home was something I was not looking forward to, so I took up Tasha in her offer of staying for dinner. While we waited I got my AP Biology, English, Government, Calculus, and Physiology work done. Yea, who would have thought me with all these AP classes but I wanted to be able to get into a good college so then I could provide for Mason, Eddie and I.

One of my wishes was to get a scholarship that paid for tuition because I was a hundred percent sure that neither Janine nor Viktor would pay for it.

Having dinner with the Ozera's turned out to be splendid. The boys enjoyed themselves as they watched cartoons on Tasha's cable TV and Christian even let them play with him in his X-box 360. I loved my best friend.

We ended up going home at nine, Mason's and Eddie's bed time, and I couldn't be happier that I they had had such a great day.

I had spoken too soon though.

After I had unlocked the door to our apartment, the smell of alcohol and drugs intoxicated my nose. I couldn't believe it.

They were crossing more than moral lines right here. How could they do something so stupid as to get themselves drunk and high while they knew the kids were coming home?

I shouldn't be surprise though it wasn't the first time they done it. It just hurt me that my little brothers had to witness such an atrocity.

I tried to run past the kitchen where I knew that Viktor and Janine were but I was too slow.

"What the fuck do you think this is? Bringing my children home at nine at night?" Janine yelled, I knew she didn't care and the only reason why she was saying this was because Viktor had made her do so.

"We were over Tasha's"

"I don't care where the fuck you guys were. I won't tolerate this kind of behavior in my house Rosemarie" Janine kept on going about how disrespectful my actions were and how much she had missed her children and how worried she had been. A bunch of bullshit. I was getting tired of it, she didn't give a fuck. Even Mason and Eddie knew that, which something that broke my heart.

They both stood at my side, each holding one of my hands, and I could tell they were shaking. They didn't want to be here, they were afraid that Viktor would get up and hit them. And it was very much possible as he looked at us with his devious eyes and a smirk on his face.

I wanted nothing then to run off with them and never come back, to take the fear that they had for the piece of shit in front of us.

As Janine kept going with her whole speech I was going to take the chance to go and lock my brothers and me into my room. Thus, I slowly started retreating. I was so close to the hallway, when a blow came from the side of my head.

I didn't think twice and demanded my brothers to get in my room and into bed. There was no way they were watching this.

However, I took too long because Viktor grabbed me by my hair and pushed me to the floor. It was so fast that I had no time to react. When my head made an impact against the floor, I felt like my whole brain was being crushed. I was sure to have a concussion later on.

That wasn't the only thing Viktor did though. I was blindsided by the pain of my fall that I didn't realize that he was taking things a bit further. I just felt it. His foot at my side.

He was kicking the shit outta me.

My bones felt like they were on fire, but I tried not to focus on the pain and rather his feet and tried to stop him. Although the chances of that appeared very impossible. I could barely keep my head straight.

"You dirty bitch." Kick.

"Fucking hoe." Kick.

"Do you think you can do whatever you want? Huh? Huh?" Kick. Kick. Kick.

"Answer me stupid." Viktor lowered his head and grabbed me by my hair. I couldn't answer him though because I felt like the moment that I opened my lips, blood was going to come out. Or rather one of my ribs.

"Don't let it happen again." He gave me a last kick to my rib, spat on me, and walked back to his business.

I felt the tears trying to come out of my eyes but I forced them inside, there was no way this piece of shit was breaking me. Even though that's exactly what I felt he had done with my bones.

I dragged myself towards the restroom where I took a shower and cleaned myself, I couldn't let Mason and Eddie see me like that. Nonetheless, it was a hard task, every time I touched my body it burned like a bitch and my vision was getting blurrier by the moment.

After getting through the whole process of cleaning my injuries and dressing into my pajamas I went into my room where my two brothers laid in my bed, sleeping.

They looked so beautiful, like two angels fallen from the sky. They were so different; they didn't even look like brothers. While Mason was tall, Eddie was short. Mason had a white complexion and Eddie had a tanned one. Mason had red hair, Eddie had black hair. Mason was a sweet, outgoing kid while Eddie was reserved and quiet.

Nevertheless, they did share a lot of things. Like the fact that they had a hard life because of two alcoholic parents. They never had what the other kids had because all the money Janine and Viktor made was to medicate their addiction. They witnessed their mother and sister getting abuse sometimes day after day. And sometimes it was them who were getting the abuse, something I always stopped. It was the only thing I was willing to take, an abuse for my brothers.

Yet they never lost hope, you could see it in their eyes, they hoped things would change and that their life would take a turn and everything would be okay. They were hopeless dreamers, like me.

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