Hey guys, here's chapter fifteen. Hope you like it and hope you understand Feng a little bit more if you actually read the ending...

At breakfast… (Warning: major fighting and some unpleasant topics to be brought up for those of you who get queasy at such things… Also: there is a major reveal about Fengs past in here and please don't harp on it later…)

"This tastes like crap!"

"Isaac, watch your language!" Dad roared.

"But it does," He fumed glaring at me. "That bitch did something to it, I know it."

Everyone looked at me and I gave my best angelic impression which I'd spent years mastering. Luckily, Mom was in the bathroom throwing up from her morning sickness so she didn't witness Isaac and I fighting. "What did I do, Daddy?"

It worked and Dad melted because I'd called him Daddy which in his mind was a step up from Dad and I'd only called him dad twice previously…

"You little…" we could all see steam coming out of Isaacs ears while Dante was trying to hold him back.

"Hey, Papa," Sara gave Dad puppy dog eyes. "I bought you and Mama a vacation to the Bahamas. David, Sammy and I packed everything you'll need for it. The plane leaves in two hours. Please, have fun and bring back souvenirs…"

As those three started pushing Dad out the door – and grabbing Mom as she came back from the bathroom – Isaac and I shared Death Glares of Doom with each other. By the time they came back, Dante was up against the wall unconscious while Isaac and I were throwing fists and kicks at each other.

"Freeze it, you two before we use these," Sara shouted as and David aimed Tasers at us while Sammy was sitting happily, watching with her popcorn – again.

We did the only thing we could do without being tasered; we froze and backed slowly away from out psychotic sister.

"Good, not sit in those chairs," she gestured towards the matching living room sofas, loveseats, and chairs in front of the dining room fireplace. We did as she said but still sat as far as possible from each other – about five feet. "Now… We are going to talk this out like respectable adults – Isaac shut your mouth before I hurt you – and get to an understanding of each other. We're going to do this through a game that Sammy's therapist was happy to donate…"

"She's my cousin not my therapist," Sammy grumbled and David snorted.

"Now, we're going to all take turns to answer the questions on a card," Sara explained. "We each choose one card and ask the person to our left the question on the card. Each person only gets one Veto – the power in which we can skip a question – and get a new question instead. Got it?"

We all nodded.

"Good," She smiled evilly and threw ice-cold water on Dante, successfully waking him up. "Let's begin and I'm first. Dante: What do you do for a living? Now tell the truth?"

"What are we doing?"

"Just answer the question, asshole," I snapped receiving a smack on the back of the head from Sara who was sitting to my left.

"I work for Isaac," Dante said simply and didn't go into further detail. I was going to hack into the employee files later and find out exactly what he did… Or better yet, read all of his diaries and journals.

"Okay then," Sara said, and then she held the box of cards out to him as she put her card back in. "Pick a card. Then ask David the question on the card."

"David, have you ever stolen? If so describe it?" Dante read monotonously.

"I stole Sara's teddy bear when I was five," He grunted.

"I always wondered what happened to Mr. Plushykin's… Now David, pick a card and ask Isaac the question."

No one had the nerve to go against her so we went around in circles until Sammy pulled out that godforsaken card. You see I had already used my veto nearer to the beginning – the question was: who was your first crush? And I had no intentions of answering that one…

"Feng, have you ever had a life changing, traumatic event? If so, describe it," Sammy said and then paled. "Oh fuck…"

She couldn't have described it better if she'd said a hundred thousand words instead of those two small ones…

Isaac's P.O.V. (Discussions of life changing events are unpleasant just like what goes on inside of Isaacs pea-brain!)

We all watched as the color drained from Sammy's face and then whore-face's… Makes you wonder what happened but since she'd already used her veto, we would all know in a matter of minutes… Muahahahahaha, new blackmailing material and things that I can use to make her life even more of a living hell for revenge!

"No," she croaked. "Can I skip this please? I don't want to talk about it…"

"Yeah, I'll give her my veto," Sammy piped up, looking at the bitch with a look of concern and worry. Interesting…

"Sorry but the rules are the rules and you can't change them," I grinned as I interrupted Sara.

"You bastard," Sammy yelled and lunged at me – sadly, she didn't have far to go since I was on her direct right sitting on the loveseat with her… "She doesn't want to talk about it and personally, she shouldn't have to! What right do you have to make her retell that again? Do you have any idea in hell…?"

"Sammy, stop…" Feng glared at me while saying it. "One: I'm the only one allowed to kill him for it... Two: It's no big deal… I got over this a long time ago…"

"But…"

"No but's I'll tell..."

I grinned evilly. "Excellent…"

She took a deep breath and then began speaking. "About four years ago, Mom and I moved up to New York City to live for a bit because she'd been relocated for work… Sammy and I still kept in touch and talked every single day… At the local park, I'd met this nice guy called Andrew McGuire – he went to a different school than me - and we soon became friends… One day he asked me to the end of the school year dance at his school; I'd had no clue that he liked me as more than a friend. I told him that I would think about it and tell him my answer in the morning.

"That night Sammy and I talked again. I'd told her all about Andrew and told her about his asking me to the dance. She said go for it since no one had ever shown any interest in me before and he seemed nice enough."

"It was a mistake to tell her that and I regret it to this day," Sammy whispered sadly… What the hell?

"I told him yes and he said he'd pick me up at seven. We begged our parents to let Sammy fly up from Virginia to help me pick out clothes and such and so that she could meet Andrew first hand. We spent all of Friday afternoon shopping for the perfect dress – a burgundy cocktail dress that was floor length. We bought a completely new set of makeup and three and a half inch heels on the same exact color of the dress; everything was perfect."

"Okay, get on with it," I snapped, getting impatient. Everyone – including Dante surprisingly – glared at me, except for Feng who just gave me a sad look.

Sammy continued. "I took her to a hair salon and we got both of our hairs cut and had mani-petties done. And then we told the hairdresser that Feng was going to a dance and she wanted to look extra special for her date so they spend forever redoing her hair and putting it up into all those little braids that Feng complained about. We went home and I helped Feng get into the dress and but on her make-up. Back then Feng always loved to dress up and look pretty. She was one of the most girliest girls you'd have ever met besides our fondness for getting into trouble and causing mayhem.

"So when Andrew came to pick her up, he didn't seem shocked or affected like most guys who liked a girl would. I immediately didn't like the feel of him and later Feng told me that she sensed that he felt different to her as well that night. He had this look in his eye that I couldn't quite place but I didn't mention anything because it was Feng's big night and she was so excited… I didn't want to ruin that for her…" She looked next to her as Feng who had silent tears rolling down her eyes… For once, I felt sorry for her; to have this reaction when they hadn't even gotten to the main part of the story… it must've been bad.

Feng picked up where Sammy left off. "He grabbed my hand and led me to the limo he'd rented and helped me to get in just like any gentleman would. I didn't know that it was his cousin who was driving or that he hadn't actually bought us tickets to the dance… They brought me to this old abandoned warehouse – cliché isn't it. I asked what was going on but they ignored me and Andrew tied me up. The cousin left laughing and said 'have fun, she's quite the hottie; I'm jealous.'

"Before I could ask what was going on, Andrew started kissing me and running his hands all over me. I tried to push him away – I was scared – but he refused to budge. The next thing I knew he had me down on an old mattress and was stripping my dress off of me bit by bit and was pulling the pins out of my hair. It hurt and the next thing I knew he was hitting me saying that I was to cooperate with him or else… He raped me right then and there and the only reason the police found us is because Sammy tried to text me while we were 'at the Dance' and I didn't answer."

"She was one to always brag about things like that and would answer almost immediately… I'd been waiting nearly a half hour but she hadn't replied; so I called the school he'd said he went to and asked them if Feng had gone there. I remembered how Andrew had looked so I was already worried. They'd said that no one by that name had purchased a ticket and they said that no one by Andrew's name went to that school… I called the police and an hour later they found Feng - unconscious and bloody - inside the warehouse with no one around…

"She was in the hospital for a month – half of which she was in a coma that we thought she'd never wake up from – and no one could find Andrew," Sammy continued for Feng. I couldn't speak… Never in a trillion year would I have thought she'd been through this or would I have wished it upon her – even if I hated her guts for something that she couldn't control. I looked at the other three and they were pale as well and Sara's mouth kept opening and closing and her eyes looked horrified.

"They finally caught him three weeks after I'd been released," Feng – I couldn't think of her as a bitch anymore after what I just heard – choked out. "They caught him leading another girl the same way he did me… Only this time it was a senior prom. He was arrested and sentenced to prison for life. He was released right after I came here and no one told me until Sammy came."

"The fucking bastard said that he was under the influence of drugs and a death threat," Sammy snarled, a look of pure hatred on her face. "He said that he didn't want to do it but his 'cousin' made him. He said that if he hadn't done it he would've been shot in the back of the head which a pile of bull crap! If I ever see that fucking son of a bitch, I'll give him a hundred shades of hell and send him to see the devil himself. I'll torture him until he's unrecognizable! I'll…"

"Sammy, that's enough," Feng said. "It's over and done with and he'll be back in prison before long. And this time his cousin will be there to keep him company and maybe they'll even allow the death penalty to be used for once even if it is illegal."

"I'll be back," Dante said and got up to leave. There was venom in his voice that I'd never heard before and I knew that look in his eyes: he had a new target and one that was going to regret ever being born; one that wouldn't die that quickly…

"So, Isaac," I heard Sara say in a sickly sweet voice that made Yu Lian from Odd Squad's voice sound like a god sends… I turned to look at her and stared directly at a Taser that was about to be shot at me. "I think you have something to say to our dear sister, do you not?"

So, please review and tell me what you think. I'll be wrapping this story up soon just as fair warning; not sure how many chapters left hough since I write everything write before I put it on since I have so much going on...

Thanks for reading and I'm sorry if I depressed any of you (This actually happened to one of my friends - except her guy didn't get set free from jail and in the real siruation the guy's cousin was not involved but I put him in here too because I hate the cousin's guts and the cousin did encourage it - so don't accuse me of it being completely made up, please.)

Love you guys :)

Sero

P.S There is an Author by the name of Exile Wrath who wrote a story called 'The Prince's Rebirth'. I love this story and I wish that you would all read it because it's just that good. I'd also like you all to send a shout out to her since she'd in the hospital with a coma.

P.P.S. One more thing, be sure to sign the charter to save the stories that is planning on deleting because alot of them are really good and it would be a shame for them to be removed.

Thanks again,

Sero