When I looked up at Two-Bit his eyes were filled with so much rage that it scared me. His face was turning red and I felt like he was to confused to figure out what to do. The older brother that I knew was no longer there. He seemed to have transformed into a whole new person.

Sobs were trying to form again as tears pricked the rims of my tenderly swollen eyes. I tried to breathe slowly, tried to keep myself under control.

Inhale…Exhale….Inhale…..Exhale.

Two-Bit looked like he wanted to punch something, anything. His eyes fixed back and forth, as if he were thinking of an escape. From what, I guess I'd never really know.

His fists had balled up so much that the top of his knuckles were white.

I couldn't speak, couldn't move. I felt that if I did, I'd set off something in my brother that would cause him to do something stupid.

Inhale…Exhale…Inhale…Exhale.

It was almost as if I could feel the steam that Two-Bit was giving off. Each second didn't make a difference, his anger only seeming to increase and never lessen.

His funny self no longer shown and all I could see was anger, frustration and pure confusion.

Two-Bit hated Jack anyway, and to know the fucking asshole had done something to me had probably just ruined his whole fucking day.

Inhale…Exhale…Inhale…Exhale.

Anytime I tried to say something my breath would hitch in my throat, causing my even breathing to cease for a moment. Then, I'd remember to restart the oxygen flow and forget all about even uttering a word.

I could feel the knot inside me, forcing me to cry. I tried to hold back the frightened tears, but I wasn't strong. At least, I wasn't that strong, and tears easily beat down my wall I'd set up to try and stop them.

My eyes automatically closed as I leaned my head back, trying to control my breathing that wanted to go haywire once again.

Inhale…Exhale…Inhale…Exhale.

"What the fuck did that sonofabitch bastard do to you?" Two-Bit asked calmer then I expected, but still through clenched teeth. His muscles were tense, bulging. His eyes like darts, piercing through me. It was the same look he'd had anytime he was about to brawl with someone.

I couldn't decide what to tell him. I weighed my options over and over again, but nothing seemed a better choice than the other.

I didn't have to tell him I was raped, that wasn't a necessary thing to have to share with him. I could only speak about getting the shit beat out of me since I was ten. That'd be good enough, no one except Jack knew anyways.

Or, I could tell him everything that Jack had ever done to me. Though, wouldn't that be a lot to take in? It sure was a hell of a lot more then I would want to know at one certain time.

Inhale…Exhale…Inhale…Exhale.

My mind moved and twisted around more than I'd ever had to deal with before. I felt trapped, as if I were some kind of caged animal. I couldn't run, there was nowhere to go. I was too far into this to make another lie.

Things running and going through my mind, it was all too much. I couldn't stop them, couldn't even handle them.

Too many fucking thoughts at one time. I wanted to curse as loud as the Lord would allow my poor young lungs. I wanted to scream out towards the high heavens, asking for something easier. Anything easier than telling the fucking truth.

Why do we keep those damn secrets in the first place? My only answer is because we don't want the wrong person to get the information in their filthy rotten hands and we all know if one person knows, everyone else is bound to know at some time or another.

Inhale…Exhale…Inhale…Exhale.

Two-Bit's eyes watched me, still flaming with the fury hidden behind his dark pupils. His body still kneeled by me, just as tense as before, if not more.

His hand had left my knee a while ago, but I could still see the care he held for me. It was barely visible at the moment behind all of his rage, but it was there.

I tried to look him straight in the eye, wishing I wasn't such a coward. I couldn't do it, I just…..couldn't. I looked down immediately, my vision a bit blurry from all the damn tears.

Those stupid, cowardly, fucking tears. Why? Why couldn't I hold them? I couldn't hold the fucking tears back when Jack had done the unthinkable, no scratch that, unimaginable to me and I couldn't hold back the damn things now. I shouldn't be scared. I shouldn't cry like a baby, but I do.

Inhale…Exhale…Inhale…Exhale.

Two-Bit's facial expression had changed by the time I looked up again. It had now been filled mostly with confusion, rather than rage. How he could be so patient at this moment I couldn't even begin to fathom.

Not only did he hold confusion within his appearance, but he looked at me unsteadily. Almost as if I looked like I was going to do something stupid.

It was then that I realized how crazy my thoughts were really driving me. My free fist was balled up, almost as tight as Two-Bit's, and I could feel my face was extremely hot. My mouth dropped open slightly from my own set confusion.

I wanted to smack myself, wishing I could just wake up and this whole damn thing would just be some crazy bitch of a dream. For a moment I unballed my fist, lifting my hand slightly. I quickly slipped back into reality and set my hand down.

Inhale…Exhale…Inhale…Exhale.

Life could be so much simpler if stupid things didn't happen and stupid ideas didn't exist, but sadly, humans are stupid and we make stupid decisions.

I wouldn't be in this damn situation if certain people weren't so fucking stupid.

Two-Bit's rage finally decreased slightly, but not enough where I thought he wouldn't kill someone if I hit the wrong button.

His left hand unballed, his hand turning slightly red as he revealed his palm. His other hand stayed balled up and the expression on his face had evened out between rage and confusion. I saw a glint of thought go through his eyes.

His hand rested carefully on my shoulder, as if he thought too much pressure would break me.

My tears burned my cheeks as I slowly watched his hand. I not only wanted, but needed the somewhat of a comfort.

Inhale…Exhale…Inhale…Exhale.

"Liz, what did he do?" his voice was hard, not harsh, but scary. It didn't help my thoughts. All the racing, spinning, the turning and all the damn confusion caused my mind to stay boggled.

I was sweating dammit. This thing had me so wrapped up I was fucking sweating.

Scared. That's all I was. I was scared of the truth, scared of Two-Bit, scared of crying and scared of the fucking bastard I didn't even care to name. That was all I'd ever be. I couldn't control my fright. I kept everything bottled up, torturing myself because of how damn scared I was.

I was nothing. No, I wasn't nothing. Of course I wasn't nothing. I was just fear and tears. For all the years all I'd been was a worthless piece of shit who only consisted of fear and tears.

What. The. Hell.

Inhale…Exhale…Inhale…Exhale.

I shook my head vigorously, trying to shoo away my thoughts. What the hell was I thinking? I didn't even know where the hell I was for a moment until I gave my head a hard shake.

I looked towards Two-Bit, who now looked a little frightened himself.

His hand slowly pulled away from my shoulder and I wanted to hit something. I wanted to hit something that wouldn't hurt me. I didn't feel like putting my other hand through any sort of pain.

I balled it into a fist again, it seemed like my knuckles contained more power this time. I looked at it. What was I even doing? Hell, I had no clue about what was going on.

The confusion had consumed me and it was about to show.

Inhale…Exhale…Inhale…Exhale.

I reeled back and let go. It felt like years, my fist just gliding through the air just like some kind of superhero. There was nothing super about it, though, after the air had ended.

I punched Two-Bit square in the nose and he looked like he wanted to punch back.

Fuck.

He grabbed his nose. I knew I was nothing close to a fighter, so I couldn't have caused too much damage. He came back up, a slight amount of blood dripping from his nose. I gasped quietly and looked away.

"S-sorry," I said so quietly I wasn't even sure if I had said it. Why did I hit him? How was I that damn stupid that I would hit my own brother who seemed to be only looking out for me?

I shook my head and covered my face with my free hand. Why the fuck was I so damn confused?

Inhale…Exhale…Inhale…Exhale.

I felt his fingers on my chin and I got ready for the blow, but then I realized he only wanted me to look at him. Two-Bit wouldn't hit me. Godammit I was so scared. I looked down, not willing to meet his eyes. My vision blurred as I unwillingly let more tears slip.

"Liz look at me," he said quietly. There was barely any rage which did surprise me, considering I just made his nose my personal punching bag. I slowly brought my glassy eyes to meet his and I held back the oncoming sobs.

I wished he'd say something funny. Life wasn't good unless Two-Bit was living up to his name.

He took a deep breath and ran a finger through his not-yet-greased hair. I looked at his eyes, not showing a tear. My punches may not have hurt, but he did have a nice bruise slowly forming. I would've cried, but Two-Bit just didn't. He wouldn't cry from a bat to his crown jewels, let alone a little sissy punch from his sister.

"Lizzy, what did Jack do to you?"

Inhale…Exhale…Inhale…Exhale.

Hearing that name, hearing his name was the only thing that brought me back from all the confusion. It caused my thoughts to just pause, to stop.

I finally looked into Two-Bit's eyes and once I did, it was like a force wasn't allowing me to let go and turn away. I felt my heart, almost pounding out of my chest. What was I going to tell him? There was no turning back.

"Oh God…..Two-Bit I- I just…..Oh God," I felt myself breaking down. How does a person tell someone this? I'd never broken down before. Sure, there'd been nights I'd stay up crying in my room for my daddy, but never broken down like this.

Two-Bit's hand let go of my chin and pushed some hair out from in front of my face. I didn't even want to begin to think about what a mess I must've looked like.

"Dammit," I muttered for no reason, though, lots of things were done for no reason now weren't they?

Inhale…Exhale…Inhale…Exhale.

"Liz-"

"Dammit Two-Bit! I-I can't fucking say it!" I sobbed out, my whole body just feeling as if it were crumbling, "I just can't fucking-"

Two-Bit grabbed a hold of my shoulders, probably trying to shake some sense into me, "Lizzy! Get a hold of yourself!" he stopped shaking me as I shook my head. His eyes searched me and I didn't know what to do. I didn't know what to say. What the fuck should I have said?

"H-he-" damn, this was harder than anything I'd ever dealt with in my entire life. I still hadn't figured what I was going to say.

"Elizabeth, oh dear God!" Two-Bit was afraid, I could tell, and that sure wasn't like him, "What. Did. He. Do?"

I shook my head. I couldn't hold it in. Everything inside me wanted to explode and burst like a flame. The story wanted to end for itself. I could feel my head race and I closed my eyes as tears flowed carelessly from behind it's barrier.

I couldn't have held anymore in even if I'd wanted to. My whole body tensed as I felt the reminder of the shit I'd gone through. All of it, not just the rape, but every single fucking part of it. My fist once again balled up and I shook my head as I pounded the floor one hard time.

Inhale…Exhale…Inhale…Exhale.

"He fucking raped me."

That's when I knew I cut the wrong wire inside of Two-Bit.

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