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The next morning after a long shift at the grounder diner, The Little Rose got up early in the morning. The morning sun peeks the horizon shining through the Little Roses window.

Better get up now to avoid trouble. She thought, stretching her arms above her head as a tired yawn escapes her lips, putting her feet onto the cold floor. She decides to get dressed then wake up lily, knowing her and Lily got home late last night and still didn't success at avoiding her drunk father, infact, He waiting for the young girls to get home.

Right before she stepped into her run down dirty home, she had a sickening feeling in the pit of her stomach and when she walked into the house, she understood why. She understood why her heart was beating fast and loud, she understood why the sickening feeling in her stomach was there.

There was the devil himself, sitting in his old leather chair with a single lamp on. He had a beer bottle in his hand, he took a sip. She pushed her little sister up the stars, yelling to shut and lock the door. She manages to have her but couldn't save herself. Her father pulled her back down the stairs, a sickening crack from her ankle.

He slammed the girl against the wall as he heads up the stairs for the younger one, he didn't get far as Y/n did the same thing he did to her, she didn't regret protecting her sister but she did regret fighting back but she knew she had no choice.

She got a new black eye, a cut on her eyebrow and she knows a rib or two could be broken. Last night was the worst its been for awhile, must've spent the whole day drinking.

She shook away the memories of the awful night before as she limps to her little box of clothes and changes into black ripped jeans, black tank top with a plain jean jacket with her black vans, she brushed her hair, looking through her broken mirror that she had on her wall for years.

She decides to just put her hair in a simple messy bun, she puts on her foundation to hide the cut and black eye.

Atleast I can hide my face, how can I hide my ankle? She thought bitterly, cursing under her breathe as she walks out of her room and sneaks to her little sister's, she reaches up and feels for the little key, hoping it was still there once she felt the cold mental against her finger tips, she mentally cheered.

Once she stuck the key in the door, she heard a door open on the end of the dirty barely lit hallway that caused her to freeze. She quickly unlocked her sister's door and ran in, shutting the wooden door and locking it back, cursing in her mind as she saw her little sister jolt awake.

"Its okay, bugs. Its alright, it's just me, bubble." She reassures the younger girl who had tears in her eyes, they both sighed in relief once they saw that each other was there, that the other is okay.

The younger girl flicked on her sister's light and walks to her box of clothes and picked out a little pastel pink dress, a small jean jacket and grabs her black vans and helps her sister change into the pink dress and shoes.

She knew the front door is not an good idea, certainly wouldn't risk it when she's with Lily, hell she wouldn't even risk opening the wooden bedroom door. She looked around the pale purple room before her eyes landed on the window, it wouldn't be the first time the sisters escaped through the window and it certainly wouldn't be the last.

The younger sister opened the window quickly as she possibly can, she stepped put onto the roof, left unaware the group of teens who all stayed at alyica's for the night was watching in the distance. They watched the younger brunette help the younger brunette out of the window and onto the closer tree branch, the watch the little girl climb down the tree, the other bruntte following suit.

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