Hey you guys. I KNOW how mad you guys are at me for not posting anything in a long time, but things have been hectic.

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MercyPOV: seven years old

I sat down on the beaten down couch, my mother throwing a glass vase at my father as they went at it. He slammed the front door of the apartment quickly, and the woman turned to me with made, wide eyes. She grabbed my throat and choked me, my thin body trying to wriggle out of her grasp. My mother slammed me down on the ground and kicked my ribs, and she started to scream at me. There were no words, but there was the loud voice in my ears. Tears stung my eyes as I grabbed my head as she started to hit it, and crawled behind the small couch to escape her grasp. "I wish I never adopted a brat like you!" She shrieked, before stomping away into her bedroom.

I sighed and rubbed my forehead before checking for any brakes. Nothing but a slight bruise, and some finger looking bruises on my neck. I looked at my ratty, wrinkled red T-shirt and old ripped jeans, along with my sneakers and socks with holes in them. I bolted through the living room, not making a creak on the wooden floor as I stared wide eyed at my mother bedroom door, memorizing the cracks and broken hinges. She was still. I slipped through the door and began to run away, jumping over the fence into the empy pool area. I looked around for the secondhand car my dad drove, and it was long gone, just like him.

I walked right through a hole in the fence and fell onto the sidewalk, my palms scraping. I heard footsteps on the pavement and instantly flinched back before I looked up to see a boy, He had red hair and green eyes, licking a sucker as he stared at me. I watched his cat eyes before he smiled. "You okay?" He asked, helping me up. "I am Kousuke, what's you name?" He held out his hand, still licking the sucker.

I knew better than to give out my real name. My mother taught me that when I was littler. So I made one up. "Mary," I grumbled, avoiding his eyes as I stepped around him. "Now go away, before I hurt you." He was about to object before I shot him my glare. He flinched and walked away, grumbling about me. I walked ahead, jumping when I heard every little sound. It was just a dog, or a rattler of a baby. I kept my glowering expression on as I looked everywhere. I envied everyone because...I wanted everything they had. I wanted a family, a home, I wanted a rattler because I never had one when I was a baby. I wanted everything.

I spent the night in an alley because I knew that my mother wasn't going to forgive my father soon enough. I crawled into some garbage and sighed, laying my head down as I fell asleep. I dreamed of the bright lights and the beautiful lawns of people, and the kid with the lollipop. I never had a lollipop before. I wanted one though. It looked tasty.

I woke up with a bright light flashing in my eyes. "She's alive, thank you for calling," A man's voice said to somebody. I flinched away and was about to dig out of the garbage when I noticed I was out of the garbage- I wasn't even in the alley. I looked around at the hospital, and my lower lip trembled. My mother was going to kill me, and if not, my father would. "Little girl, what is your true name?" The man asked.

I looked up at him. He smiled at my kindly, but his eyes were hard as his hand touched my lost rib. I always thought I was never born with one. "Um, my name is Mercy Cutino. My mother, does she-" I began to ask, but he stopped me with a hand.

"You are by now in the care of me, little one. Your mother, did she do this to you?" He poked my missing rib. I shook my head. "You were born like that?" I nodded.

I loved the hospital, actually. Everything about it. Nobody bothered me unless the nurse made me eat something, and I kept gaining weight. The nurses gave me medicine to erase the scars and one of them, she was very nice to me. Sometimes when she gave me some food, she would also brush my hair or braid it on my head. She sat with me as I ate every scrap of food on my plate, which was very delicious. The nurses kept telling me how little I was, skinny and unhealthy. They made sure I ate plenty of salad with my pasta, or crackers with my soup. I felt at home there, and my worry about my mother coming in anytime started to fade away, like and old memory.

I woke up crying.

Yep, that is the whole chapter: what happened to Mercy and what made her who she is. BTW :) Here is a sneak peek of the next chapter when "Alice Jane" Goes to school:

"I am going to blow her to pieces!" Rio shrieked, making me jump out of my seat. I got up grumbling.

"Rio, just because her and Eyes winked at each other doesn't mean they are dating." I slipped back into the seat.

Ayumu walked in then, smiling and pointing behind him with his thumb. I widened my eyes at his handsomeness before he said, "Anyone meet Alice Jane? She is really nice."

I gritted my teeth. "Whenever you want to, Rio, my dear," I hissed as she smiled at me.