Morning came quickly my eyes opening sleepily. The clock on the wall read nine thirty as I came around. "Oh eff eff eff! I slept in! I have to pack and get ready and and..." I remembered then that I was wrapped in Dallas's arms and he was awake looking at me sleepily. "Sorry I woke you up didn't I?"

Dallas grinned. "You talk in you sleep."

I rolled my eyes irritated. "Let me up." I tangled from him then walked into the bathroom flipped the heater on, stepped carefully past Two Bit and Aunt's room onto my room picking up a tee shirt and pair of jeans, returning to the bathroom I got ready.

When I came out my hair thrown into a sloppy ponytail Dallas and Two Bit were in the kitchen. Two Bit was making toast and eggs while Dallas looked on from a stool at the island. "My God, has hell frozen over?" I asked coming over to Two Bit's side and stirring his eggs.

"Get away from my eggs." He said swatting me away.

"Didn't know you had eggs. Is there something you aren't telling us cousin?" I teased.

"Oh go sit with your boyfriend."

"I don't think I ever said he was my boyfriend." I argued. Now it was a stupid argument but that's how I am in the mornings.

"Not officially no. But I saw y'all last night." Two Bit said pouring something into the eggs.

"Well I don't count things until they are official."

"Hey, Cal?" Dallas asked.

"What?" I said turning to face him.

"Come here." He motioned for me. Suspiciously I walked towards him towards I was standing against his legs. "Up."

"Dallas no. I am going to hurt you." His shirt was still off and I looked at the cut along his stomach.

"As I told you before. I don't care." He lifted me onto his lap with me protesting. I sat on the edge of his lap his arms around my waist. "Miss. Calloway, will you be my girlfriend?"

I opened my mouth like a fish then shut it. "No."

"What?" Two Bit and Dallas asked in us ion.

"No." I repeated trying to keep a straight face. Laughter racked my insides as they stared at me.

"Wh-" Dallas's voice started to come out pissed then he changed it quickly starting over, "Why?" He managed keeping his voice level.

"I don't know." I shrugged.

He started tickling me! I squealed in laughter as he tortured me. "I'll change your answer!"

"Dallas stop!" I cried fighting to get away from his fingers. I accidental went back and hit the cut on his stomach he flinched slightly then went on tickling me. "Okay okay okay!" I said through tears and laughter. "I changed my mind. Ask me again."

"Miss. Calloway, will you take the title of being my girlfriend?"

I turned in the chair so that I was facing him my legs sticking off the sides. I tilted my head and looked at him then leaned forward and gave him a slight peck on the lips before jumping off and running down the hallway. He called a not fair and chased after me. I tripped over my own two feet and went sprawling. Dallas was there standing over me laughing. I dared, "You can't get me!" trying to back away.

We ended up exactly like the last time we were about to kiss, and I prayed that his ex wouldn't be interrupting us this time. Then he clasped my wrist over my head, And the flash back came.

It was a few months ago. I was back in that hell hole house on the stairway to the second floor. Dad was holding my wrists and trying to drag me up and I was fighting screaming and kicking with all my might. Dad was a huge man though. He managed to get me up the stairs and into the bedroom onto the bed. I was sobbing, begging, still screaming for help. He started to get at my clothes and had my skirt off while one handily unzipped his pants when we both heard the front door fly open.

Soda's POV

I was just opening the door when the screams started. They were Calloway's, the way they sounded sent me lunging at the door throwing it open and coming upon a scary scene.

Dallas was sitting in the hallway shaking Calloway whose body was limp like a doll except her arms and her mouth. She was screaming her eyes wide and glassy. Dallas was yelling over the screams trying to wake Calloway from her trance. Two Bit came out of the kitchen and tossed a bowl of water on her. She dropped back limp, and unconscious.

There was a dead silence that left our ears ringing wondering just what in the hell happened. Finally Two Bit in a shaking voice asked, "You held her wrists together didn't you?"

Dallas was breathing heavy his eyes were scanning Calloway looking for answers. "Y-yeah. We were wrestling, and without thinking..."

"Damn it Dallas that is why when she first came I clearly stated to y'all not to hold her wrists together. It sends her into major flashbacks like that. Get her on the couch." Two Bit angrily walked back into the kitchen.

"Well fuck." Dallas said picking her up and carrying her to the couch. He knelt beside her and kissed her forehead before standing up seeing me starring at him he growled, Are you going to leave the door open and let all the heat out?"

I turned and closed the door. Going into the kitchen I sat next to Dallas and pulled out a cigarette offering one to each of the guys, Dallas took one. "How long will she be out?" I asked after a couple of puffs.

Two Bit was dividing the food onto plates. "Thirty minutes or more. She's only had them twice since she's been here and they were never that bad. Probably because she had her guard down, I don't know." He scratched his head and set a plate out for each of us putting Cal's in the microwave.

"What the hell happened that night?" Dallas asked.

There was a long silence. I thought over the vague story she had told me. About her father drinking too much and how he'd been beating her then one night couldn't find a hooker. Somehow she was saved and I was curious to. Finally Two Bit answered slowly. "Hell." Two Bit said then shook his head. "Pure Hell, put that isn't my story to tell."