I want people to remember that Christian and Ana are 17 and 18 years old. The whole sibling thing is irrelevant in my story because one they are practically adults and two I won't be having them live together for long. There will be crazy events taking place, bullies at school who make Ana rethink everything, and an older blonde (Elena, yes she is in the story) who will make her rethink her feelings about Christian! Just bear with me please! I promise I won't disappoint. Well I hope I don't! Haha.

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"Daddy stop it!"

He was shaking me so hard I felt like my head was going to pop off my neck.

"How many times have I told you not to speak!" He screamed in my face, shaking me nonstop.

"You're hurting me!" I yelled. Somewhere in the shaking he managed to slap me. But he didn't stop; he kept hitting me until I went limp in his hold, hearing only the sounds of my whimper.

"Look at me Ana!" I couldn't look. Holding me up with one arm he used his other to grab my chin and force me to look at him. "I said to look at me. The next time you run, there will be severe consequences." I didn't say anything. He never wanted me to say anything. "I don't want to hear your voice again. You understand me?" I didn't say anything.

He slapped me. "Shake your head yes or no. Are you dumb or what!?" He slapped me.

I slowly nodded.

"Good, now go!" He shoved me down the hall until we were at the stairs. "Keep going."

I knew where he was taking me. I didn't want to go there. So I slowly backed up. His hands gripped the upper part of my arms. "Get down there now!" his menacing voice made me more alarmed. I knew by the way he sounded I was going to be in there for at least five days.

"I don't want to daddy." I shuddered.

"You don't have a fucking choice!" His yell was the last thing I heard, along with my scream as I went flying down the staircase, hitting every step on the way down.

"Ahhhhhhh…."

"Ana!" I felt myself being shaken, but the sound wasn't scary. It was more like concern. "Ana! Wake up!" I opened my eyes and shot up from the bed, gasping for air as if I had none. I placed my hands around my throat instinctively to protect myself. "Ana. It's me!"

I looked sideways and saw Christian leaning over the bed with a shocked and concerned expression. I could feel the sweat dripping from my scalp and my long wavy brown hair sticking to the sides of my face. I don't know if it was just me but it was hot. I mean really hot. I threw the covers off of me and welcomed the cool air as it wrapped around my legs. "Ana's are you okay?"

I sighed and nodded my head yes. "You had a bad dream?" He asked. I shook my head again. "Do you want to talk about it?" Did I? Christian gave me a sense of warmth and it felt so easy to talk, well write to him. I tried to talk for him yesterday and I was so close to say that one word. I would tell him what my dream was about but I wasn't ready to go into detail about it. Everything was still fresh; the wound was barely starting to heal itself. I needed more time. "You don't have to." I shook my head and pointed to the dresser. He took notice of my pen and pad, getting up to go get it. I watched as he walked. He looked so graceful, gentle. His pajama bottoms hung low on his hips and he wore a white t shirt that that showed off his taut muscles. I felt a stinging tight pain and realized that I was biting my lip. I released it as he came back, handing me the pen and paper. He sat down on the edge of the bed and waited.

'My dad.' I wrote.

"What did he do?"

'Throw me down the stairs. How did you know I was having a bad dream?'

His eyes went wide but he kept his calm posture. "I heard you whimpering and then you screamed."

'What?' I screamed?

"You screamed Ana. It wasn't loud or anything but it was a scream none the less."

'Oh. I'm sorry.'

"Don't be." He smiled reassuringly. "Well I'll let you go back to sleep. I just wanted to make sure you were okay."

I nodded hesitantly. I didn't want him to leave, but I was too scared to say so. Slowly he got up, his eyes held a questioning look and I didn't know what that meant. My eyes traveled with the movement of his body ad he left. "Goodnight."

I gave him and nod and watched him disappear.

I lied back down; suddenly cold I threw the covers back over me. The exhaustion that took over my body didn't take its toll for a while. It wasn't until an hour later that I fell asleep and this time I didn't dream of my father. I dreamed about Christian.

"Ana! Ana!" I woke up to Mia's loud screams and the jumping she was doing on the bed. "Wake up, wake up! It's time to go shopping."

I opened my eyes and stared at the crazy dark eyed girl. How could someone be so…so hyper in the morning? Then again she has a reason to be. I woke up with four things on my mind. One being what I my dad was going to do to me next, two, will I get to eat today, three, will I get put into the safe, and four, will today be the day he ends my life. I didn't have the opportunity to wake up in a happy mood, but seeing Mia, happier than ever, made me feel like I could.

"Come on! You can pick out something to wear today from my closet." She pulled me out of bed and dragged me too her room. She sat me on her big bed that was nothing but thick white comforters. Oh man it was soft. It felt like a cloud. I lied down on it and felt myself immediately drift. "Ana!" I jerked back up. "Don't even think about it." Her lavender colored walls gave off a serenity type feeling, making me instantly relax. "So what do you want to wear? A dress? Oh, a skirt?"

I shook my head no. I searched her room, wondering if she had any paper nearby. I placed my hand out and acted like I was writing. "Oh, okay! Let me go get it." She quickly sauntered off and came back not even ten seconds later. "Here." She handed it to me and I took the utensils eagerly.

'I want to be comfortable. I don't like dresses or heels or skirts'

"Huh, well, we just might have to change that." She said smiling. "But okay. We'll be comfortable today." She took my hand in hers. "What do you define as comfortable?"

'Jeans' I wrote.

"Just jeans?" I shrugged my shoulders. What else would be considered comfortable? "How about leggings?"

Oh, I remember those. They weren't a big thing though, at least four or five years ago they weren't. I haven't been to school in a while so I don't know what the ins and outs are. 'I could try them' I wrote to her.

"Awesome!" She jumped up. "You know what goes great with leggings?"

'What?'

"Uggs!"

'What the heck are those?' Uggs? Uggs? Uggs? The name sounded weird, like a shorter version of the world ugly.

Mia leaped up and went into her closet. She came back out with boot looking things. They reminded me of the gingerbread man. I intellectually laughed to myself. They were cute but still weird looking. She sat them down next to me a long with black stretchy material, which were the leggings. "Those are uggs and they are so comfortable. You'll love them." She went back in her closet and pulled out a maroon long sleeve sweater shirt and a jean jacket. "Here. Let me get you a scarf. It's starting to get cold already." Again, she dispersed to her closet and returned with a black scarf. "There you are, a cute comfortable outfit."

I smiled and wrote 'Thanks. I'm sure I will look great'.

"Can I do your make up, too!?" She had her hands balled into fist and rested them under her chin, trying frantically to contain her excitement. It have never worn make up in my life. Of course I always wanted to when I got older, who doesn't, but after everything that happened with my family, well there wasn't a need for it. I wasn't allowed to leave the house and my dad certainly would have done some damage.

I wrote 'if you want'. She squealed when I showed her.

"I can't wait. This going to be so fun. I'll wear the same thing as you, except different colors." She ran into her closet and yelled, "Go ahead and get dressed, I'll get ready in here."

I complied and started to undress. I quickly slipped on the leggings a long with the shoes. She was right, they were pretty comfortable. Throwing the maroon long sleeve shirt over my head, I grabbed the dark blue jean jacket and slipped it on as well. I completed the outfit with a scarf.

I was definitely comfortable.

Mia came out wearing black leggings, the same colored uggs, except hers were a different style, and black long tank with a tan owl on the front. It tied in with the uggs and she looks absolutely beautiful. She threw on a black jacket and scarf. "Ana, you looks so pretty!" She ran over and hugged me.

'You too!' I wrote, adding a smiley face. 'I will be right back'.

"You better. I need to do your make up!"

I nodded at her than walked off to my room. Once I entered, I walked into the bathroom. It was huge. There were double sinks with granite countertops and a comfy bench seat that was place in the middle of the room. There was a bath against the wall and a window that over looked their land. To the right of left of the shower was a huge shower that was made of glass but had a frosted white color that blocked the view of whoever was inside. It was beautiful and spacious. I notice Christians door was closed, so I quickly brushed my teeth.

I was in mid stroke as I was putting on my deodorant when Christian walked in.

Crap. How embarrassing.

"Oh, sorry. I forgot that I'm sharing a bathroom now."

I wrote 'It's okay. I'm done anyways'.

He smiled and looked me up and down. I felt butterflies flutter in my stomach as he held me under his gaze. "You look nice."

'Mia.'

He cocked his head to read the word. "That definitely explains it." His chuckle made me inhale deeply. "Do you know when we're leaving?" It was my turn to look him up and down. He was still wearing his pajama bottoms and white shirt. I'm guessing he over slept.

I shook my head no.

"Ana!" I heard Mia yell my name. "Come on!" I looked at Christian and waved. I mouth the words 'see you in a bit'. I took off down the hall and went into Mia's room. I found her in the bathroom. Her own bathroom. She must love that. It was almost as big as Christian's, but not quite. There was a bath and a shower against the wall and there was with a big window, one sink and a white ottoman in the middle. "Take a seat please." She gestured to the seat and I willingly sat.

The next thirty minutes Mia got to take advantage of me. She seemed to want to do this so bad, so I let her have her way. And I secretly loved it. I never had any brothers or sisters, so being this close to Mia in just a short amount of time really made me happy. I let her give me a makeover, giving me a natural look to bring out the strong features of my face. She commended me on my long brown chestnut hair, saying how beautiful and thick it was. It was long and ended just below the mid of my back. It was such a hassle sometimes, but she said it was perfect. It was naturally wavy and she curled some parts to give it volume. I please with the way it tuned out and I almost didn't recognize myself. Even though it was a natural look, I still looked different. My eyes looked brighter, my cheeks had more color. I don't know if it was the make up or because I was happy.

"Ana." I continued to stare at my reflection. "Why are you crying?" I didn't realize a few tears escaped and I quickly brushed them away. Turning to look at Mia, I saw worry in her eyes. I'm sure she didn't know what was going on in my head. I wasn't sad, I was happy. Truly happy.

'I am happy' I wrote. She gave me a warm smile and gently hugged me. It wasn't her normal excited hug but a comforting hug. It was really nice.

An hour later we were all in the SUV. It was a black Escalade that looked brand new. We would have taken off earlier but Elliot and Christian took a while to get ready. Mia wouldn't stop teasing them about being such girls.

The city had so many different stores. I had no idea what I wanted or what I was looking for. I felt bad that they even were buying me stuff. I didn't need anything. I was fine with what I had. It wasn't much but still. Mia dragged me into every single store and made sure I came out with something. I let her pick all my clothes. If I was going to trust anyone about fashion then it would be her. Although, I did pick out a few hoodies for myself, Mia didn't seem all that happy but she let it go when I would write down a please. I really do like being comfortable. I don't understand how someone could wear heels or skirts. Dresses are okay, but I don't wear them. They just aren't comfortable. Mia made sure to grab more than one pair of leggings and uggs. When she showed them to me, I just shook my head. She grabbed cashmere sweaters in all different colors; she grabbed designer jeans that were well over eight dollars, and she grabbed shirts and shoes and everything else you could possibly think of.

By the time we finished I was carrying bags, Mia was carrying bags, Elliot was carrying bags, Christian was carrying bags, and so were Mr. Grey and Grace. I felt so guilty, making them spend all this money on me. The stopped by one more store and Grace gestured me inside. It was a Sprint store and everywhere where were phones and other electronics. "You can pick out any phone you want." Grace smiled at me.

"Hey, Ana!" I turned my attention to Elliot. He motion me to come over with his hand. I walked over and wondered what he wanted. "You should get this one." He lifted up a phone that was all black and had a big screen. "All the buttons you need are in the back." He pressed something that lit up the screen and showed me everything it does. It was pretty cool. I've never seen anything like it before. "It's the LG G2. I recommend this one. I have it and the battery life is freaking awesome."

I really didn't care what I got so I just nodded yes.

We spent at least thirty minutes in the store and when everything was over and done with, I was extremely exhausted. They wanted me to have dinner with them but I was too tired. I haven't done that kind of activity since before my mom left. After that I never left the house, so shopping around a big city definitely took its toll on me.

I was just about to pass out on the bed when I saw the packet for school sitting on the nightstand. I took a quick look at it and filled out all the easy ones. I left the hard ones for tomorrow when I actually cared enough to get it done. I crashed soon after and fell into a peaceful sleep, something I haven't had in four years.

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The story will start to pick up pace in the next chapter! it will be her first day of school!