TW; Mentions of self-harm, rape. I will put a warning if you don't want to read it.
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"Kill or be killed" he speaks walking around me "to show mercy is a sign of weakness, we don't show weakness, that is how you die."
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Waking up I look at my surroundings only to feel a horrible pain on my arms only to see I was chained to a wall as well as my brother to the right of me.
His head hanging low, most likely still knocked out.
Coming back to my senses only one thought evades my mind 'where's Izzy?' pulling at my cuffs and shouting by Izzy's names seems to wake Chris up and soon he starts shouting too.
About 30 minutes later full of worry and we hear the basement door open in walking a man we've come to know as Rodrick.
He comes in with a smirk in his face as one of his men comes in carrying a small thrashing body into the room before throwing it on the ground causing a whimper to sound.
Me and my brothers' eyes widen looking at our baby sister afraid of what's to come.
Izzy looks up at us and her eyes widen as well before she tries to run to us only to be held back by another bodyguard.
4 more men come into the room that we also know as John, Harold, Finn and Jasper and as if seeing my sister struggling brings them joy, they laugh.
Just as the bodyguard slaps Izzy with a loud sound echoing after it as she falls to the floor once again only for our attention to be turned to Rodrick as he starts talking.
"You boys didn't complete the mission what's your excuse?" he asked us, and Chris spoke up first "please, please they tried to con us we had to get out of there and it took a little while to get back. Just please, please let her go-" my brother pleaded before he was cut off.
"You didn't get the job done so now she has to pay the consequences" we started rapidly shaking our heads as I started to speak "anything but that, hurt me, kill me just leave her please."
I would do anything for my little siblings, and they know that watching them get hurt hurts more than getting hurt myself.
TW:
I was cut out of my thoughts by hearing a zipper sound.
No. No. No. No.
Please.
Please.
I wanted to say it, to say anything, but it wouldn't come out I couldn't do anything but watch with wide eyes and tears running down my face as my sister, my sweet baby innocent sister.
I heard her screams and cries as well as my brothers screams but I couldn't comprehend anything until it was finally over, until my sisters' eyes were barely open, until she was just lying there looking lifeless.
As soon as I felt the chains weaken, I am over to her cradling her shaking body in my arms as my brother comes over too.
TW OVER:
Their Angel
Jolting up from the nightmare I quickly sit up and make my way to the bathroom for a cold shower hoping to wake up and rinse the sweat and anxiety off.
Under the shower water I let my mind roam, that was one of the worst days of my life and I say that because it happened over and over every time we didn't deliver, and I couldn't help but hate myself a little more for it every day.
Deciding that's enough I walk out of my bathroom with a towel around my waist and walking to my closet and throwing on a black pair of boxers and some black sweats.
I walk out of my closet and grab a cigarette from my nightstand before walking out to my new balcony lighting up the cigarette before taking a long drag and tuning out of humanity.
TW;
Hearing a cry, I tune back in and look to my right seeing something I never wanted to see again, my baby sister with a razor in her hand and blood on her left wrist with tears streaming down her face.
I immediately put out my cigarette out and ran over to Isabella's room turning the door handle seeing that the door was locked I kicked the door down and ran to her balcony holding the hand she was about to cut herself with again.
TW over;
She looked up at me with teary eyes before she broke down in sobs. I threw the razor out of her hand and picked her up in my arms and walking her to her bathroom.
I sat her on the counter leaning her body against the mirror with her wrist running under some cold water as I looked for the first aid kit.
Finally finding the kit I walk back to a half-asleep Isabella and start bandaging her up before carrying her back to her room to find our biologicals standing there looking at Matteo who I'm pretty sure knows what's going on by his face.
I've always been able to read him, to others he looks like he has a blank face on him like me but inside we both know what's been happening and were both breaking a little more.
After settling myself on Isabella's bed with her on my lap sleeping soundly, I nodded at Matteo.
"Look I think you all deserve an explanation as to what's been going on but right now, she needs to sleep" reluctantly everyone nodded their heads and left the room.
I look at my brother and he sat on the bed to my left with a sigh before he starts stroking Izzy's hair.
Without knowing a tear slipped from my eye and Matteo bought us in for a hug with Izzy in between us and I saw a glimpse of a few tears of his own.
Soon we fell asleep.
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