Broken... when you see me you see a happy girl who has a big loving family. You see me smiling, laughing being a lady. You see me bite my tongue. When I look in the mirror I don't see this. I see a broken girl... A girl with no hope, no future, no trust. Everyone who sees me gets fooled by the smile I plaster on. But it is only me who sees past that and gets consumed by my eyes looking at my own pain. My eyes have no longer a light in them...

The light died out a long time ago.

Punch, punch after punch I hit the sand-filled bag with all my strength. Tears threatened to fall but I didn't care I only punched. Why did Blaze have to go into hiding? Why did I get put into this mess? Why couldn't I just kill this jerk? I threw my gloves onto the ground and paced around our gym. Everyone was asleep so it was just me and the boxing bag. I pulled my hair as I tried to grasp as much oxygen as possible.

Five months

I walked into the kitchen and drank a glass of water desperately. "wow what are you doing up." I looked behind me and John was standing there with his arms crossed. "getting water." I shrugged taking another gulp. "why are you in your gym clothes? It is 1 am." sighing I put my glass down. "I needed to do something." He turned on the light and I only now see the concern in his eyes. "are you sure you're ok?" I gripped my hair frustratedly.

"I am fine why is everyone asking me that." I deadpanned. His lips twitched up as his eyes softened. "because you are our baby sister and we need to make sure you're ok." Had I not been hiding my demons well enough? "You can't protect me from everything." I spilled bluntly. He raised his eyebrows looking at me absently. "But overall I am ok." For a minute he looked at me. his eyebrows were furrowed while he was trying to figure me out. My walls don't crumble I stood strong with no expression.

"ok, Angelina." He sighed. "are you ok?" I asked making him smile. "I will be once I know that you are actually ok." I rolled my eyes and playfully bumped his shoulder. He shook his head smiling at me. "How about you stay in my bed and we can watch a movie until you fall asleep." It had been so long since I had last spent actually decent quality time with my brothers. "ok."

I got changed quickly and morphed myself into his soft covers. "hey that is my side of the bed." I ignored him and only snuggled more into the warmth. He chuckled and turned off the lights climbing in next to me. "What movie do you want to watch?" He asked softly. "Let's watch the avengers." He grinned at my choice and put the movie on his laptop. He wrapped me in his arms and held me close to him as we watched the movie.

"Ready to go home, princess?" Angelina nodded furiously. She hadn't seen her family in one whole week. They didn't know where she was alike how she didn't know where they were. Were they looking for her? Were they hurt? Did they hurt them? "Yes, please sir." No emotion was placed in her words. The boss only laughed at her eagerness as Tony just looked at her hungrily. Angelina sunk further in her seat in fear. From the corner of her eyes, she could see the boy called Jace look at her with concern.

"don't even think about telling your family or running away. We have eyes and ears everywhere around you as well as a tracker." She gripped the new bump what was on her arm from when they had put a tracker in her. "please just let me go home." Tony laughed and took a fistful of her hair. "never forget your place stupid girl. You will come here when we need you and when you need to train. You will grow up to be the biggest traitor and disappointment your family has ever had." She bit her lips to try and suppress the tears. Crying always made punishments and training harder. She needed to keep her emotions at bay so she could protect herself and her family.

But what she didn't know is that as she grew up that she would lose herself.

No family knew what happened in that one week of torture. The two men threw her out on the side of the road. Angelina didn't waste any time to run home. She had never been happier to see the estate mansion with guards and fancy cars. She didn't pay attention to her uncle's cars. She just wanted to be in her family's arms. She slammed the door open and ran into the dining room. Getting met with her crying relatives and angry brothers and uncles. Her father looked up at her in bewilderment. His little girl stood right before him looking perfectly healthy. Her mama grabbed Angelina in her arms and cried into her shoulder. While her brothers quickly hugged their little sister with all their strength.

"I am so sorry my sweet princess." Her breath hitched at the mention of 'princess'. She comes to hate that term with a passion. "it's ok papa. I am ok." It was the first lie she ever told to her family. She was not ok, everything she had grown up to know is now a simple myth. "what happened? Where did you go?" She wanted to cry and to tell them everything. She wanted to tell them about the tracker and to beg her family to help her. "It's ok papa some men took me... but they let me go, they said that I should be with my family. I think they felt bad." She nearly convinced herself with her own lie.

"Let's take her to the doctors for a check-up." The family all came and ake hugged the scared girl. As much as Angelina wanted to enjoy the moment but she couldn't help scanning the room. She searched and tried to find maybe a bomb or a spy from outside the windows.

But everything just looked normal.

"I can check her and make sure she is ok my clinic." Uncle Alex picked up the tired girl gently. The family thought that now her daughter was back in their arms everything will be normal.

But little do they know that it was only the start.

My eyes blinked opened and I felt my heart filled with warmth as I was still in Johns's arms. "Morning pequeña." (little one) I stretched my eyes and smiled groggily. Although my dreams are still countlessly corrupted. Last night was the best sleep I have had In a long time. "Morning hermano mayor." I sat up rubbing the sleep out of my eyes and then walked out of bed. Dizziness embedded my brain making flashy white dots flash. "Angel?" I regained my composure and rubbed my eyes once more. "Yeah?" I asked tiredly. "you ok? Your still looking unwell..." He stated. I shook it off and walked away telling him that I was fine.

After getting changed and eating a granola bar I quickly left to school. Most days I think about the day it started. The day I was kidnapped and transformed. I think about everything. From the cruel games, he used to play to the cruel pain he used to force upon me. Every day that passes I feel myself craving more and more for comfort. But I am too scared to ask... If I get attached to my family I am going to do something irrational. So, I choose to ignore the loneliness in my heart and focus on something important. Blaze is still out there waiting out to make the first move. For all, I know he could be watching me right now. So I need to be ready for anything. so much is at stake that I am not fighting for my family but as well as my heart.

No matter how much I try or how much I burden myself not to dwell. Nearly every second his Icey blue eyes corrupt my mind. His eyes alike mine are dark and ruined. I can see his pain for I am sure that he can see my own. His icy blue eyes hold unshed tears and a heart holding shattering heartbreak.

I clenched my hands on the wheel as I tried forgetting about him. I do not know why I feel like this. Or why I feel my heart pull when I think about him in pain. He is the enemy, he is my enemy. To me he is just another target, another task to kill and get over and done with.

So why can't I stop thinking about him?

I walked into the school still compelled in my own darkness. The same darkness that dwells on me, day and night. A hand clamped over my eyes. "Guess who." I elbowed him in the gut and gave Jace a death glare. "Must you try and scare me every day," I complained throwing him an unimpressed look. "Well someone has to cheer up your moody ass. What are you wearing?" I looked down at my outfit with a pout. "A hoody and jeans." I deadpanned. He rolled his eyes and slid his hand through his pink hair. "You have like the body of a goddess I do not know why you don't show it off girl." I pushed his shoulder and smiled. "I just have more important things to do than worrying about what I wear."

He was about to reply until an ear cringing voice rang. "well who is this Angel?" I scowled as tweedled 1 and tweedled 2 walked up to us. "Jace Lopez at your service." I suppressed a giggle as Jace forced the girls a handshake. "my name is Sophie and this Rebecca. how do you Know Angelina?" I rolled my eyes as the girls dismissively looked at me. "Let's just say me and Ange are friends." I wanted to nearly kill Jace. Knowing the twins, they will go home screaming I have a boyfriend. And knowing the males in my family that would be 'the end of the world'.

"Ange?" Rebecca question looking me up and down. "well it was nice seeing you two but me and my friend, need to get to class." I pushed through the twins pulling Jace along as he kissed a sarcastic goodbye to my twins.

"Your right Ange." I looked at Jace confused. "About what?"

"Those twins are the most plastic barbies I think I have ever met." I laughed along shaking my head as we walked into history. "that's just a small fraction of my family Jace. You still don't even know the half of it."