The Lost Rose

chapter 1-- Brothers

Warning: Sensitive topic! Sexual assault and abuse! Skip if needed!

Angela's pov;

I woke up to a bottle being thrown at me.
"Get up slut and make me breakfast."
My step father, Mike, yelled.
I get up and walk towards the basement door. My lower half is still in pain from last night.

I head to the kitchen, limping, and make breakfast for him. It's eggs and two pancakes. I couldn't make three like always because we are out of pancake mix.

He doesn't let me eat. I have to sneak an apple during school. I never been to a restaurant, store, or fast food place since mom died. He doesn't shop much. He shops once ever two months. When he finished his breakfast I was getting ready for school. I am putting on my hoodie after covering up my bruises and scars with makeup that I stole from the small store beside the school.

He comes in the basement aka my room.
"You're not going to school today."
I wish I was in school. Anything to not be here.

Minutes pass and tears fall out of my eyes. Pain going through every inch of my body.

Everything hurts as he keeps going.

Eventually, my tears stop and it becomes harder to breathe I start gasping for air.

Then, everything goes black.

The next day.

I just got back from school. I'm cleaning the house when I hear a knock on the door.

I open the door and is met with a police officer looking sadly at me.
"Angela Rose?" He asks me. I nod
"Your step father has recently passed away in a bombing at Walmart. A social worker has contacted your brothers and they are taking you in. You leave for the airport in one hour. Please pack your things and come outside."

What?

I have brothers?

I go to my room and pack my things into my backpack. I have two hoodies, four pairs of pants, two pairs of undergarments, and one pair of sunglasses. I hide my eyes. They are different colors.

I'm waiting outside when a social worker comes. "Come on were late." She said impatiently.

We get to the airport in 30 minutes.

"Get on your plane. Your 2nd eldest brother should be inside waiting for you." Then she drives away.

I walk inside and I have no idea what to do. I look around a little. I flinched when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turn and is faced with a very tall man.
"Hello, I'm looking for my sister. I know this sounds weird but can you take off your glasses?" The man spoke. I took off my glasses and look up at him. He gasps. "Oh my baby it's you. I'm your brother Enzo. I missed you so much." He happily said. He went to hug me but he stopped when he saw me flinch.

We start walking outside and he leads me towards a big black jet.
"Wow. Y'all are loaded."
Enzo chuckled at my words.
"Come on baby, let's go."
When we get on the plane I noticed just how tired I am. I sat down on a big couch. Enzo must have noticed how tired I am.
"Sleep baby. It'll be a while till we get home. Rest and I will wake you when we reach, ok?" I nod and he lays my head on his lap and plays with my hair.
"I will always be here baby. You can trust me with anything, except cooking. I love you." I heard him whisper. I soon fall into a deep sleep.