Once back in the kitchen I decide to call the only person I knew who could help me figure out what to do. My mom. She's so strong, and so beautiful. Without her support and love I would never be where I am today. I doubt I would be alive.

I pick up the house phone and dial her number. On the third ring she picks up. "Demi, what's wrong? It's twelve here in NYC and the family has to get up early tomorrow." Her voice sounded really tired.

I debate if I'm gonna tell her for a few moments and say, "I know I'm really sorry but..." I pause again and say, "Jalizza relapsed."

My mom gasps and say says, "Oh no honey, what happened?"

I take a breath and say, "She texted me about an hour and a half ago asking if she could stay the night because something happened at home. When she texted me she was almost here but never came; I went outside to wait. But when I went into the driveway, when I got down there, she was lying on the ground all rolled up in a ball holding her face. Mom he punched her! She passed out on my couch before she could tell me what happened. I was taking off her sweatshirt so she would be more comfortable but there were cuts on her wrists. Mommy I really don't know what to do!"

My mom says with concern, "Oh baby, I don't know. So she never told you what happened exactly and doesn't know you saw her cuts?"

I say, "Yeah, she doesn't know a thing."

"Then you have to wait. If you confront her then she'll just freak out. Just keep an extra close eye on her though. She has a hard time trusting anyone and with a family like hers, I don't blame her."

"Alright, thanks mom. Go back to sleep and give everyone a hug and kiss for me."

"Okay honey, sleep tight and remember. I love and believe in you. Good night."

I say back, "Good night, love you to." With that I hang up the phone and walk into the kitchen. I get my tea which is still somewhat warm and check my cell phone. There were a couple of Google Alerts under my e-mail but then I notice that I have a text. I click on it, it's from Spencer.

[I don't know what the hell my sister told you but she deserved it. She is a fat attention whore who got exactly what was coming for her. I don't care what the hell happens to her but she isn't staying in my house anymore. I hope you and your misfit rot in hell!]

My heart dropped a little when I read this. How can any many say this to another human being never mind about his own sister. Maybe this is how it is in the Aubrey house but it isn't going to slide in mine!

I text back [You disgust me. You claim to love your sister but then you hurt her. You don't know a thing about being a brother never mind about being a man. You are the reason why she has all of her disorders and problems. I may not be very old but I'm gonna take care of her the way she deserves to be taken care of. Now do yourself and me a favor and leave my family and I the hell alone!]

I hit the send button and call to get his number blocked. I'm not letting him come near us again. After I'm done I get a blanket and pillow to sleep on the couch in case Jalizza wakes up again.