Katherine's POV

Walking back into the living room, I had changed into an old pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt given to me by Ally. I took a seat on the couch in front Grayson, while ally handed me and him a cup of hot chocolate.

Giving a quick kiss goodbye to her husband she retired to bed leaving me and him with a tv still going on in the background. I was thankful when he shifted even further when we were alone.

Another weird fact about me, is that Jason screwed up my capacity of staying in a close proximity of men, especially older men. Grayson figured out my discomfort a long time ago, although he never brought up the subject with me, he did always silently put space between us whenever we were alone.

If I really think about it, I can think of times when I have been very close to some unknown people but that was usually when I was high out of my mind. Grayson broke me out of my reverie by clearing his throat.

I finally met his eyes, "You ready to tell me what happened?" No. How could I tell him I have been so fucking weak. How could I tell him that all it took was a few words from my brothers for me to come crumbling down.

I have been through so much worse, heard a lot worse. Yet for some God forsaken reason their words hurt a lot more than one of my mother's punches.

I looked back down again, shaking my head slowly, I didn't have it in me to tell him. "Kate I just picked you up from a drug den, where you had taken god knows how many doses of meth. I need to know what happened tonight so I can help you."

I snapped, everybody wants to try and help me right? And they all think that somehow everyone else besides me knows the right thing. "How? How are you gonna help me?! This isn't like fucking cancer okay! I fucking did this to myself." Grayson got up too, walking up to me.

"Hey, look at me. You gotta stop that. You gotta stop telling yourself that you're beyond help. You are going to keep on suffering if you don't believe in yourself. Now you had a relapse, but that isn't the end of the world, all you need some is help and you can get back up again. Do you understand that?"

I shakily give him a nod. "Okay." "Good, now take a seat and tell me why this happened?" Should I tell him. I mean it isn't that hard right? I can just tell him what my brothers have been doing. But how the hell is that going to help, it isn't like he can go there and rip them a new one. They're the Italian mafia for god's sake.

You know what? screw it. "It's my brothers. They for some reason hate that I'm back in their lives." Grayson looked at me blankly, I was sure he wasn't expecting this answer. "Why? because I remember that they had been looking for you for the longest time. I myself have seen search parties over the years."

"Yeah well, turns out it was only the eldest ones who wanted me here the youngest three just simply hate me. Also the eldest two might have done all of that shit to find me but once I'm actually home they aren't even there to be with me, in fact I can guarantee that they have no fucking clue as to what has been going on under their very own roof."

It was silent for a while, Grayson thinking over what I had just said. "I can't do anything about that." "Yeah" "But what I can do is help you in the right way. Now I know you said you didn't want me telling Eren about this but you have to understand that this is serious and I know for a fact that your best friend would like to know what is going on with you."

"Eren already knows." When Grayson looked at me shocked, I shook my head. "It wasn't me who told him, it was Elijah, I showed up at his house high and he called Eren to ask for help." The man only nodded, seeming to try and come up with what to say but I already knew what was coming and I absolutely did not want that.

"I don't want to go to the meetings please. Showing up in that cramped up place every week, talking about myself in front of those strangers, alone makes me want to OD on Advil just to make sure I don't have to endure that torture." It got a sigh out of him, as he sat back down again.

"How about this for a compromise, we only go in once a month and you give me updates everyday, and I mean honest updates it doesn't matter what time it is, you call me even at the slightest problems got it. And if you don't I am going to talk to the boss and you know what's gonna happen then." Sheesh. I don't want Eymen to know, god knows that guy will make my life hell for hiding shit like this.

"Okay." I agreed. Soon after I went back home. Fortunately when I reached back no one was actually awake, probably expecting me to stay over at a friend's like I have been doing for a while. During the night I also got a chance to talk to Eren, the phone call I had been dreading a a lot but after a lot of screaming, confessions, tears and small laughs I could tell that we were better than ever, I told him that things weren't great at home but I also didn't want him to know about the whole mafia thing yet so I kept that one thing from him.

I had to convince him a lot that I was okay, so that he didn't actually start investigating into it. He also gave me the news that he might be coming to America soon, which might be a problem given my family situation but I'll deal with that problem later.

After that was done I finally went to sleep, and for once in a long time I had a peaceful night of sleep.

Dante's POV

I had heard Kate sneak back home last night but it was already late and I'm knew better than to just confront her in the middle of the night. The next day as soon as I was finished with breakfast I rushed towards her room.

I needed to talk to her, Marco was in tow with me, we were both done with blindly following Luca and his crazy theories just because we were afraid of what might happen, making amends with my sister was worth a broken arm.

We entered her room to find it empty, the faint sound of her shower running could be heard. Deciding to come back after a couple minutes we started to head out until a small thing in her trash caught my eye. I stopped dead in my tracks. God no...

I bent down and picked up the small plastic bag from the trash can near her study table. "Dante? Come on we'll come back later." Marco called out to me but I couldn't move, there were still remnants of the white powder in it. I wanted to believe this wasn't real, but what other explanation could I have possibly come up with.

I turned to my brother, with the bag in my hand, he too froze when his eyes landed on what was in my hands. "No, we don't know what that is? We are not sure that... that" he stuttered. I wanted to agree with him so badly. Opening the bag and dumping what was left of it in my hand, taking a little bit of it on my pinky I put it on my tongue.

And just as I had suspected it tasted bitter, and I had been around enough drugs to know that this had to be one of the purest batches I had come across. I looked back up to Marco nodding my head slightly to let him know that this indeed was cocaine.

Before we could say anything else the bathroom door opened and Kate came out, we had been too caught up to hear the shower turn off. "What are you doing here?" Kate's tone was icy cold, and rightfully so.

"Why?" I asked simply in a whisper, I couldn't trust my voice to be louder, I already felt the sting of tears at the back of my eyes. I didn't want my sister getting involved with any of this, these drugs almost ruined me and my family, I didn't want that to happen to her.

When she saw the bag in my hand she stiffened then groaned "Damn it. Look I stopped okay, it's done.I'm going back to the meetings again so it's all going to fine." She turned back to fold some clothes and I gave out a sigh of relief and looked to Marco in confusion to see he was still all tense.

"Again? This isn't the first time. It was relapse." He spoke it more as a statement than a question. This time when she turned back to us her face had transformed from indifference to rage. "Why the fuck do you care? You hate me remember? So what does it matter to you if I put that shit in my body or not?"

I flinched at her tone. She wasn't wrong we had been nothing less than assholes to her the past month and we deserved a lot more than what she was saying right now. But I had to give it a try. I had to at least once try and explain to her.

So we did, me and Marco told her everything, how Luca had been the one to convince us and how idiotic we were to actually listen to him. How we were scared to actually tell him otherwise, in fear of him snapping, and lastly how we regretted it all.

"And I know this doesn't excuse all the shit we have done the past month, we don't expect you to forgive us just like that but we just wanted you to know the whole story. We don't blame you for mom, and we would do anything to show you that." Marco finished for us.

The room was deathly silent, you could practically hear our breathing. But when Kate opened her mouth we were shocked "I'll forgive you." She said. "Really?" I honestly hadn't expected her to ever forgive us.

"Yes. But you have to do something in order for me to truly forgive you and even think about moving on." Me and Marco eagerly nodded our heads. "Whatever you told me, tell this Luca." We we're both frozen. "What?" Marco screeched.

"You want me to forgive you? Want me to move past all of the shit that has happened in the past. You confront the whole reason this all happened. Go to Luca and tell him straight up that you think he's wrong, tell him that you don't hate me or blame me for your mother leaving. You do that, and that'll be my apology."

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Another one!! A lot happened in this chapter and I really hope I did justice with it.

I did a lot of research for the past few chapters because I wanted my information to be as accurately as it could be. Hope you enjoyed this one. This would be the end of Kate's drug issues. And she would go to the meetings but that is all the attention I would giving to this problem.

Now we are finally moving onto the main storyline with her brothers. YAAAYY!!

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