I sat in my quaint little corner. Frankie laid asleep on Shane's lap, Nate sprawled out on the floor and Shane and Jason were asking Ella more questions.

I couldn't help but think why I can't be like those other girls at school. You know, with parents that are always home, a family that never misses a family dinner. The ones that go out together for movies and other shit like that. The girls who have lives of freaking rainbows and unicorns.

I glanced at my brothers. They are all I have now. Seriously what kind of sick joke has my life been. 'Mommy' and 'Daddy' were never there any how. Maybe that's why we ended up so messed up.

You know those really annoying ladies that are on tv who think they know everything about kids and teens? How they are always "All a child needs is good parental guide and love. That's the only way a parent can get their child's respect"? Well fuck them. They don't know anything. Most of those hags don't even have kids. What do they know? Nothing.

I practically never had 'parental guide' and I turned out fine.

For the most part.

As for the respect part. Well I can't say I feel bad for not giving them any. Pfft, they aren't my parents.

Sure, I'm 'disobedient' and 'rude'. But I'm a hormonal teenage girl, it's part of the image.

Ughh. This whole entire situation is fucked up.

"Lena,"

I looked up to see Ella hovering above me. "Hey," I replied looking down again. She sat down next to me and sighed. "Your brothers are going to sleep for awhile and I thought I should keep you company but only if you want."

"Sure,"

"Are you okay?" she asked sincerely.

"Once I forget the fact that we're going to be stuck here forever, yeah, just freaking peachy," I snapped.

She hugged her knees close to her chest and sighed, "You probably hate me, don't you? I'm a major reason that you're stuck here. You know Daddy is right, I should really learn to stop talking too much. But honestly I can't help it, I just ramble and ramble and ramble and-" I clasped a hand over her mouth.

"It's ok Ella. You're not to be blame for my life being fucked up,"

"Your life isn't...fucked up. Even if they don't show it your brothers care about you. You've got the best brothers out there. Jason is kinda cute too, just thought I'd throw that in while I was at it" Ella said finishing with a smirk.

I faked a few gagging motions, "Your kidding right? I mean this is my brother we are talking about. Do you need your vision checked? Besides this is Spain, every Spaniard guy is hot!"

Ella blushed, "You would think so. Hot yes, but more importantly arrogant as hell," she turned to me, "Honey, the ones with hot asses always have the biggest egos. But your brother, well your brother has a super hot ass and he's not arrogant at all. I know I just met him and all but he's different. I can feel it,"

Blink.

Surpress gag.

Blink.

Trying even harder.

Blink.

"Are you high!? Is there something in the water in Spain that I should know about!?" I practically bursted.

Ella giggled, "Relax ok. I'm perfectly fine,"

I considered ranting some more but then thought 'What would be the point?' I exhaled loudly "Ok. Listen, no more..touchy, feely moment okay. I'm going to puke if we do..I need to get my family out of here,"

"How?" she asked puzzled.

"Well if I knew I wouldn't be asking you, now would I?"

"Point taken,"

This is going to be harder than I thought.

As the sun began to rise Ella left the room. We didn't think of anything. But I thought about who the hell is feeding Shane's dog. He's probably doing the same thing Nate and Shane did while Jason was gone. They mixed nine kinds of pasta and we lived off that for a week. Well they did, I found out that they invented this little thing called a fast food restaurant. So then I pondered: If they can't feed themselves for a week, how are we supposed to escaped mobsters in the middle of Spain?

My point you may ask.

We're doomed.

"Lena, are you still awake?" Jason asked groggily.

"Yeah,"

Jason sighed and sat up, "Lena, I know your mad about this ridiculous issue. I mean the whole Mom and Dad thing, and Frankie, being held captive here. This is a complete mess, and you shouldn't have to be dealing with this. You probably think I'm the worst brother in the world for not being careful enough to not get us kidnapped and held against our will. I just want you to know that we love you, ok? You probably don't believe me, but we really do. You understand me? We only try and work as hard as we do to show you that we do care. Maybe we haven't in the past because we have been too caught up in our own lives, but I swear the second we get out of here everything is going to change,"

By the time Jason had finished his little speech I had tears on the verge of falling. I ran to my brother and embraced him and let the droplets in my eyes cascade down my cheeks. "I'm sorry Jase, I'm sorry for always acting like a bitch and not listening to you. I only do it to get attention. There I said it, I act up because I feel neglected. You guys are always up to something and taking care of your own things that I just feel left out and being a brat was the only way to get your attention. I just want to go home and forget this ever happened. I want everything back to normal. I'm scared Jason," Tears flowed heavily and soaked onto my brother's shirt. Everything came out like word vomit.

"It's going to be ok, Lena," my brother said, "We're going to be fine,"

–

Two weeks later...

You know how people are always complaining about gross and tasteless school food is. Well they obviously haven't been held captive in Spain. I've been eating the same food for weeks. Seriously can't Ella sneak anything else in here.

Speaking of Ella, she comes here very often to see a certain someone. As in Jason. As in my brother. She always gets here when she thinks we have fallen asleep. I'm a light sleeper, I know what they do. No not that. Sheesh get your mind out of the gutter. But if you're asking if they already kissed, well then yes, but they haven't like...made out or anything. If they had I would have been traumatized.

"Lena," Frankie said from his seat next to me.

"What's up Frank?"

"Are you going to eat that?" he said pointing to my plate.

I handed him...whatever it was. I think it was chicken, but you know after having it repeatedly it kind of starts to lose it's flavor. I seriously rather have bread and water than...that.

Knock knock

Knock

Knock Knock.

"Jason! Ella is here," Frankie called out.

Oh yeah they have a secret knocking code. I'm too lazy to memorize it but I let Frankie memorize it. Ella opened the door and walked in. "How was lunch?" Ella asked.

I looked at my brothers. I don't know why though. They eat everything. Edible or not. "The same as yesterday," I answered.

"I'm sorry you guys," Ella said sitting next to Jason. "I'll try to get something else from now on,"

"Ella don't worry about that," Jason said, "We're more than fine with what you are giving us,"

Mhmm. I started reading the paper that Jason's lover would bring us. I want a parakeet.

–

Later that night...

I made a paper crane. It looks cool.

Slam.

Ugh. Nate's been in and out of the bathroom for the last few days, and he sleeps like no tomorrow. He drinks all of the water Ella brings us and doesn't leave us any.

"Lena, what's wrong with Nate?" Frankie asked with his adorable innocent eyes filled with oncoming tears. "I'm not sure buddy, here let's go ask Shane and Jason," I said. "Jason is touching faces with Ella," he said with a smirk. This young boy has seen way to much for his age. "Okay then, let's go ask Shane," I got up and started walking to Shane's corner of the room.

"Hey Shane, what's the dealio with Nate?" Shane looked up at me and shrugged, "I dunno,"

My brothers are tons of help.

Slam. The potty is open. Slam. Not anymore.

"Lena, don't you think Nate is getting a little thin?" Shane asked.

"Yeah, kinda,"

"I think something is really wrong with him," I nodded and looked at Nate as he came out of the bathroom again. "Yeah, something is," Nate walked across the room and crumpled into a fetal position. Seeing Nate like that made my heart break.

"Nate are you ok?" Frankie asked.

"Shut up Frankie, I'm fine," Nate snapped. My jaw dropped. Nate has never yelled at Frankie. I went over to Nate and slapped him hard across his cheek. "Don't fucking yell at him," I yelled, "He's only trying to help you,"

Nate stood up and faced me, "Fuck you Lena, you don't care," He lifted his hand and I cringed, awaiting contact to my flesh.

Thud.

I opened my eyes to se Nate passed out on the floor. I stared before managing to whimper out to my brothers who quickly rushed over. I couldn't move, everything seemed to move in slow-motion. Jason yelled out for Ella to get the first aid kit, Frankie yelled out in terror. Everyone was in action, and I couldn't move. Jason said we needed to get out of here and the next thing I know, I hit the floor and I'm surrounded by darkness.

-dodges tomatoes- blehhhhhhhhh. im sorry for the super late update. i completely detest this chapter but i was bored yesterday when i saw babysitting and well my boredom had a angst baby with my insanity and well the child aint so pretty.