Third person's POV 10th May, 2019

She was finally doing it. With her bag all packed, her mother and Jason were supposed to be out for a few more hours, this was her one chance. Fourteen year old Katherine was shaking like a leaf from the nerves, but she had been through enough to let this opportunity go to waste.

She hadn't yet told her best friend about her escape plan but she knew that Eren would forgive her later for lying to him. Tucking the total of 300 dollars into the pocket of her jeans she slung the bag on her shoulder and even though she was alone at home she quietly sneaked out the front door.

After hours of walking Kate didn't know what time it was but she had come across a gas station, having not eaten anything since the past two nights she was in desperate need for food. As she found the cheapest bag of chips she gave the clerk the money putting the rest back, She walked out of the store.

But froze in her way when she saw the man of her nightmares standing right in front of her with the angriest look she had ever seen him wearing. Jason dragged her into the car and took her home. Getting back inside he dragged her by her hair and threw the girl on the floor in the living room.

Looking up she saw her mother perched at the couch with a bottle of beer in her hand scowling down at the girl. The older woman stared at Kate for a long while and then abruptly threw her bottle right at Kate's face.

Thinking fast the girl was able to cover her face and head, the glass shards embedded in her arms but thankfully missed her head or eyes. The little girl thought this would be treated like just any other 'lesson'. A strong beating, couple of cuss words and then they would call it a day.

Oh, how wrong was she....

"You little bitch! It's funny how you thought this little escapade would work out." Jessamine had amusement in her tone. Punches, kicks, slaps, what had Kate not gone through, but that was the night that lead to her almost killing herself the next day. That night was also the first time she stumbled up to a local peddler in search of a way to numb the pain that flowed through her entire body.

Jason had picked her up by her hair, dragging her back to the run down car. After a tortuous 10 minute drive, the three reached a warehouse type looking building. Inside there was barely any light but she could still make out the silhouettes of three people, big buff men.

Thrown to the ground she tried to scramble up and run but a knife was placed to her throat immediately making her stop. "Maybe this will finally teach you not to step out of line." Her mother sneered at her. Plopping down on a seat and opening a bottle of beer. Jason mimicking her actions "These good people were looking for a way to practise for their next fight. Get in a little workout and look at that, we just found them the perfect punching bag."

Street fighters. That's what those three men were. And then without a word the torture started, they stuck to their word, using the girl's body like a bloody punching bag. Run she told herself, fight back, they aren't mother or Jason you can fight them. But somehow that happy and amused smile on her mother's face froze her in place.

It was pathetic to her how she couldn't even fight in their presence. The one reminder of that night that stuck with her for the rest of her life was the scar right under under her third rib. The jagged pierce of tissue on her abdomen tortured her every time. The only sounds that could be heard there were the brutal sounds of the men hitting the young girl and the girl's blood curdling screams.

Because even though her body was filled with countless other marks, this one was -much to her mother's happiness- a reminder of when she completely broke.

Present Day Katherine's POV

"Stop being a wuss and just go in!" Me, Dante and Marco have been standing in front of Luca's room for the past 20 minutes. Those idiots are scared out of their minds to actually go in and confront him.

While I just stood by waiting for them to actually chicken out and run like their ass was on fire. The both of them turn to me in prefect synchronisation and look at me with that same begging expression. Which is them asking me to not make them do this without actually asking me to not make them do this.

I know that this might not be the best deserved way of apologising but this was what I wanted. I wanted them to know that their words might be sweet but I needed to see them actually do something and prove it to me. Of course I wouldn't actually let them get hurt. A few punches at the max and then I'd step in.

Although the apology I actually want I'd from Luca but for now this will have to do.

After another 10 minutes of deliberating the two went in, the door was left slightly ajar so I could hear what happened inside clearly and I heard all of it. The two actually saying everything they told me, Luca's response which consisted of a variety of colourful words, by the end I was pretty satisfied with Dante and Marco's apology getting them back into my room, I brought the medical supply box back to my room.

"You know, of all people you shouldn't be the one tending to all of this." Dante said as I was taking care of the cuts on his knuckles. "Well, we don't always get what we want. Also taking care of this makes me feel like an even better person." A playful smile on my face.

"So are we forgiven now?" The smile left my lips, I hesitantly looked up at the two. How the fuck are you supposed to tell your two brothers who actually took punches for you a second ago that you don't forgive the, yet. It wasn't like I didn't ever want to forgive them. I wanted to, I truly did but it was gonna take time.

Maybe they weren't the ones who actually said most of those hurtful things but they didn't truly stop Luca and that hurt. Before I could come up with a weak defence Dante smiled, a soft comforting smile. "It's okay. You take your time just know that... we are here. And it doesn't matter how long it takes for you to forgive us but we'll be here." I was grateful he understood.

Once I was done we went along with our own days. Luca and I ignored each other like any other day. In total this day wasn't that bad, hopefully the youngest two wouldn't back out of their promise any soon.

A week later and I was pleasantly surprised by the fact that the two didn't break the promise. They were here for me. They were a lot nicer and not once did it seem fake I could tell that the smiles they gave me were real and even though I always had that resting bitch face the little girl inside always squealed at the warm gestures.

Luca however was another story, he was scowling a lot more and now he didn't just ignore me he ignored his other brothers as well and just like always the eldest two were too busy with their work to notice anything different.

Dante and Marco also started giving me rides to school, along with picking up Elijah on the way. I remember when we first rolled up to his house, his sweet smile turned into a glare when her saw the other two occupants of the car, and he made his disapproval very clear. He even threatened them to never ever hurt me again but it was hard to take him seriously when he was hiding behind me the whole time.

Today was Wednesday. Meaning nothing special so it was just go to school survive through the classes and then to the diner with Elijah which actually did have some amazing milkshakes and burgers.

But as a crazy man once said All good things must come to an end.

Reaching the hallway me and the boys made the way to our lockers when we noticed the crowd that had gathered near my locker. Intrigued, we decided to check out what was happening. But I so wasn't prepared for what I was about to see.

The light blue locker was covered in pictures, of me. My face was cut of and attached to the body of a pig and cow and other animals. But that wasn't the worst. There was a knife attached to the locker door, with the words "Die Pig!" Written next to it in dripping red ink. At least I hoped it was ink, but even I knew from the pungent, metallic smell surrounding me that it was blood and given the context I was pretty sure whose it was.

The words being spoken around me got jumbled until they were just a buzzing in the back of my head. But I did hear one thing "Luca sure is going to be proud at how this turned out!" I could not believe this. I know he hated my guts but surely no decent human being would stoop to this level.

My legs carried me forward and before I knew it I was ripping out the drawings of the wall. I was hyperventilating, my vision blurred from the unshed tears collecting in my eyes and I didn't stop until two pairs of hands pulled me back, restraining my thrashing body.

"Hey hey Kate stop." I recognised this as Dante's voice. "No, Dan it's just some jerk with a can of spray paint. Just let me get rid of it. Marco's voice was heard next whispering to me "I don't think that's spray paint okay?" Pulling me away from the scene and the mess that was my locker.

Once out in the ground I broke free from their hold and started running. I didn't really know where I was going just that I needed to get away from there. I didn't look back just kept running. I ran until I knew my legs would give, stopping at some random street, I tried to catch my breath when my eyes fell to my hands and I realised they were stained red in the pig's blood. Fresh tears ran down my cheeks as I sobbed on a street corner.

The familiar roar of an engine alerted me of the presence of my brothers. Turning towards the my eyes were still stuck to my hands, Marco pulled me to his chest whispering soft things in my ears which I could barely make out form the banging still going on in my head, he covered my eyes with his hands to stop me from looking at my hands.

Feeling water pouring over them I realised Dante was washing away the blood. After I got rid of the blood the sadness turned to anger and pure rage, directed at the one only Luca. "I'm gonna kill him." I muttered, face still buried in Marco's chest as he realised me he looked at me questioningly. "Luca. He did this. Orchestrated this whole thing."

"Okay, Kate you need to calm down and think about this rationally.he didn't even come to school today." Dante replied. "Didn't you two hear that girl Luca would be proud of this. Why the fuck would she say this if he didn't actually do this?"

The look on their faces told me that they remembered, they knew exactly what I was talking about. They had heard the girl and the look on their face was all too familiar. I had worn that look, every time my mother hit me I had that look, it was one of hope. Hope that this was all just a bad dream or that, my real mother would come to me any time and the women torturing me was some body double.

But I had learned the hard way that, it was all just wishful thinking. I expected them to find something to desperately defend Luca but Dante's answer was shocking. "You know what. This has crossed every line. That son of botch needs to answer for all the shit he has done." Marco agreed with him. As they got me in the car driving up to the house.

I tried to block out every other emotion or memory that tried to prod its way to the front of my mind. I didn't need that right now. I needed to focus all of it on the anger I felt, if not I might just combust into flames from the overload of emotions I was feeling.

Reaching home I jumped out of the car, ran into the house heading for the living room. I was sure Luca would be here playing games. Inside Alex and Xavier were also present, papers scattered on the coffee table. Guess they decided to work from home today.

"What are you guys doing home right now?" I didn't bother answering, trying to controlling my shaking hands. "Something happened? Where's Luca?" Dante's clipped tone came from behind me. As of he had been summoned, Luca entered the room. His careless expression turning sour as he spotted. "What are doing back?"

I didn't say anything, walking up to him silently. As I got near him, my eyes canned his face, not a single drop of guilt. Without thinking another second, I raised my hand slapping him hard enough that he stumbled back a couple of steps. I could hear the scraping of chairs behind me as Alex and Xavier got up. Probably shocked at what had just happened.

Looking up to me, he was enraged. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" I couldn't answer him back as Marco spoke up "Her? What the fuck is wrong with you? She has every right to do that and more. What you did today was beyond anything I could have ever imagined."

Luca turned to him confused "What the hell are you talking about?" "The thing at her locker, the pathetic photos, the knife, pig's blood and that god damn message about killing herself." Dante answered him. "I don't know what you're talking about." Luca turned back to me, looking me right in the eye.

"Look I don't particularly like you." That's an understatement "but there is not way in hell I'd do something like that." He wasn't lying. I knew it, I had seen enough convincing liars in my life to know he wasn't one.

"Even if you didn't do this. Don't you dare fucking act like you're innocent. The last few months have been nothing but torture for me thanks to you." "What the fuck has been happening in this house?" Xavier's voice boomed from behind me.

"You deserved it." Luca answered ignoring his elder brother. I was done letting this boy take away my happiness every time even a little bit of it came around. "Why, hun. Why did I deserve it? Because you are so immature that you can't get over your parents damn divorce so you decide to take it out on me. Is that right?"

"No, it's because you broke my family. You took my mother away. Broke my family to pieces." "I did not, I was bloody two years old." We were both screaming at this point.

"She had five children before you, if she really was worried about your safety she would have worried about us too."

"She wasn't worried about me? And news flash, I didn't have the best fucking life either."

"Bullshit, you had our mother with you your whole life. That woman loved you to death."

"She didn't love me!"

"Oh yeah! Why the fuck would you say that?"

"Because that woman was abusive!"

The entire room fell into silence. I wanted to rewind the past thirty seconds so badly but it was all out now and there was no way out of this so. This it I guess.

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