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I sat at the kitchen table eating what they called "a family dinner." Maybe in some other plain of existence it could be, but I couldn't get close to them or anyone for that matter. So in reality this was just a meal with strangers.

The food was good, I had to admit to that. Dr. M. had made what was basically a Thanksgiving meal even though it was early June. I just sat there eating in silence as the others talked about their day. I learned something's though like; Nudge is the fashonista and though Ella is into that too, she also has a sporty side, Angel is the animal lover and will bring anything home, and lastly Gazzy and Iggy are the pyro's of the bunch. The only person I found out nothing about was Fang, which was proudly for the best due to my little slip up earlier in the day.

Just as dinner was finishing up was when Fang was really even addressed to directly. "Fang since your room is right next to Max's room why don't you show her to it?" Dr. M. asked him politely.

"Sure thing," he answered with a nod. "Are you done eating Max?" I looked up at him to find my eyes locked on his. Not wanting to look like a creep I quickly nodded back and got up from my chair.

We went upstairs in silence, it wasn't until we came to my door when Fang finally spoke. "Well here we are," when I made no attempt in opening the door he added, "your allowed to go in." I looked at him to see a slight smirk playing on his lips.

I opened the door to find basically my dream bedroom. It had royal blue walls, hard wood floor, a window with a window seat, and a huge bookshelf practically filled. Not to mention a walk in closet and enough space for someone to dance in…not that I would do that, no never.

"So what do you like it?" I jumped hearing Fangs voice. I hadn't realized that he had followed me into my room. I nodded at him trying to hide the smile that attempted to break through my poker face. "That's good that you like the room, I'll Dr. M. that." Fang stood there just looking me in the eyes, while I tried everything in my power not to stare back. Finally I broke away looking at the floor. "Ummm…you had a long day, I'll leave you to sleep," and with that he was gone.

I looked around to find that someone had already brought my stuff up to my room. I closed my door so I could get dressed in my pajamas, which were really just a pair of black Soffe shorts and a purple tank top. I didn't even bother unpacking, knowing that would make me even more attached to this place. I climbed up the ladder to my bed, and just as my head hit the pillow I was out like a light.

I woke up in my small bedroom that my brother, Ari, and I shared. I looked at the alarm clock that read 12:00 am. I looked over at Ari's bed to see it was empty, but my panic evaporated when I spotted him at the foot of my bed. He looked like a three year old should when he slept, he didn't look so broken.

Just then the apartment door slammed open then closed, causing Ari to jolt out of his slumber. Jeb was finally home. I knew he would be sooner since he had been gone for two whole days. Ari realizing this scrambled into my arms.

Jeb though I hated admitting to this was our father. He was never too fond of me. It was Ari though that he truly hated. See when my mom gave birth to Ari she didn't make it. Jeb blamed ari for this, which I always though was stupid, because even at the time it happened I was seven and understood this was not his fault.

Jeb stomped into our bed room and snatched my little brother from my arms. When I went to grab for him I got a swift backhand. Then went back to giving Ari his beating. Like many times before I ran up and tried to stop this, even if it meant me taking the beating instead. Jeb quickly caught me by my throat holding me like that until I was about to black out, but before that could happen he let me go. I collapsed into a coughing fit unable to help my little brother.

After what seem like hours Jeb left the room. I made my way over to Ari scared that if I made too much noise Jeb would hear and come back. When I made it to Ari I realized something was different about this beating and that difference was ari didn't wake up. That's when I started to scream.

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