Sorry its been a while, life has a way of getting in the way. Anyways if you do like please comment.

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Evie came back into the living room looking so sad, all the boys turned and looked at her with pain etched in their eyes. Even if she didn't know it they could feel the pain radiating off her.

Dwayne was the first to say something, come sit with me my flower. I sat down next to him leaning against him. What is happening he said, why did you run we were having fun did you not enjoy it.

Yes I whispered and that's the problem, I cannot allow myself to have fun not after what I did. I killed someone.

I felt the shock radiating off them. Dwayne's arms wrapped around me, Marko and Paul sat in front of me. David trying to keep his emotions hidden said softly, what do you mean you killed someone? Looking at him I shouted I killed my parents the ones who gave me life and despite abusing me kept me alive and I killed them when I couldn't take it any longer. The silence was deafening. My tears started falling and out of instinct I started picking at my bandage causing the blood from my cut to pour down my arm. I felt them all stiffen staring at me.

Evie said Dwayne come with me lets sort your arm out. Taking me from the room and into the bathroom he gently cleaned me up.

The boys just looked at each other a silent vow between them to do anything they can to help me.

Coming back into the room Evie and Dwayne sat back down on the sofa. All the others came and sat close to them, Marko laid his head on Evie's knee, Paul put his arm around her shoulders with Dwayne holding her hand. David knelt in front of her.

Gently he asked if she would tell her story promising that no one would judge.

Evie took a deep breath in. OK I will tell you my story and at the end of it if you want to leave then I wont hold it against you.

My parents never wanted me, in their words I was trouble from the minute I was born. They made it clear that I was only born to serve every whim they wanted. I was their slave. While they had fun I was the maid who cleaned up their mess. When I was 9 my father took my innocence. My mother watched holding me down when I screamed and tried to get away. Little did I know that this was the beginning. For the next 8 years the abuse continued along with the beatings. Evie looked up at the boys, you saw my back that was when I started to fight back. I finally had enough and couple of years ago after one more session involving my parents and their friends I vowed I would put a stop to it. I did when they were asleep and drunk and high to know what was going on I got a knife and stabbed them both more times than I can remember. After I cleaned myself up, left a note saying what I did and why and walked away.

Taking another deep breath she looked at them all individually and said, I am evil I know but I had to survive. This is why I am not allowed to be happy and why I shouldn't be having so much fun with you. But I am scared that I like you all too much and I know how it ends.

Marko and Paul just looked at each other, shock and sadness in their eyes. Dwayne looked sad and angry. Looking at David his eyes like blue stones I said, now you know and I understand if you want to go.

At that David grabbed Evie and pulled her into a hug. You are ours now and we are never leaving you.