Living UnderCover

The Life

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(Lilah's POV)
My alarm clock rung out, love on the brain by rihanna. I groaned, I turned over, and slid my phone screen to the right, successfully shutting off the loud alarm. I only lived with my brother, but he slept like a baby, so I never had to worry about waking anyone else up.

It was 5:30am, and the sun was already trying to peek out of the clouds. I sat up, and stretched, making an animalistic noise. I turned on the iPad next to my bed, that played some motivational music, I did this every morning, as it helped motivate me throughout the day. I had a fight today, against one of the top female fighters of our time. Adrenaline pumped thru my veins, as I pictured myself taking her out. I always slept in my shorts and sport bra, so I was already in my gym clothes. I got out of bed, and headed downstairs, to go workout. Today was Saturday, and i had to be at the ring in 6 hours, which seems like a lot, but really it wasn't. Not in my day. My days are 14 hours long, and i sleep 10 hours, which is more than most, but i am a busy person, okay? I almost smiled at my thoughts, and shook my head.

     I reach the kitchen, and decide to make a strawberry,  raspberry, and banana smoothie.  I blend it all together, with ice,  and my breakfast is made. I poured it into my large frosted cup with a red cap. I tasted it,  since it was a new kind I had never tried, and I loved it. It tasted so good,  a little sour,  but mostly sweet, it was so good. A little tiny smile came to my lips, but it disappeared as soon as it came. I heard noises upstairs, and frantically looked around, realizing I hadn't made him breakfast. I quickly put eggs in a pan, and scrambled them. I poured some of my smoothie into another cup, and made 2 pieces of toast. I set everything down on the table, and sat down at the island table. Just in time,  because he came stomping down the stairs, angry as ever. Don't get me wrong, I love my brother,  but he used to abuse me...  Now we work out together. I'm still deathly afraid of him, even tho it has been 2 years since he's done anything but slap me. He sloppily sat down at the table,  and looked at me. He said in a low voice, "your fucking alarm clock woke me up.  Again." I said quickly, "I'm sorry... It won't happen again". All of a sudden, he was in front of me,  he grabbed by chin, making me jump back and almost fall off my chair. Then I realized I hadn't called him sir. Regret filled me,  and I opened my mouth to day I was sorry,  but nothing would come out. Memories filled my head, of the old times, when he would beat and rape me everyday. He let my chin go.  He knew I got the point. He said "don't let it happen again." I said "I won't... I'm sorry sir". I slowly got out of my chair,  and slid past him,  still a little shocked from all the memories that just rushed in like that. I grabbed his now empty plate, and walked over to the sink.

     "Cmon sis, we gotta get ready to work out,  we have to go get your hair braided, so you can fight. We have a busy day scheduled today. " I nodded my head, and walked toward the elevator, that took us to our basement. Our parents were multi millionaire's, but they died,  so my brother and I both got 7 million. We put the money together,  and bought a 3 million dollar mansion. It has 2 swimming pools, one indoor and one outdoor, a gym, 8 bedrooms, 9 bathrooms, two kitchens, a sitting room,  a theater, and a living room. I used to get lost in it,  and kayden would laugh at me,  because I would have to call him to tell him to give me directions.

     The elevator dinged, signaling our ride was over.  The smooth glass doors opened, and we both stepped out at the same time. Lost in thought, I was tackled from behind. A small scream left my lips,  but I knew not to panic. He was only teaching me what would happen if I were to be kidnapped. He held my hands behind me,  but left my hips open for the opportunity to remove him that way.  I took the chance,  and threw him off of me with my hips,  immediately standing up. He held out his hand, and high fived me. "Nice work sis!" He said enthusiastically. I smiled just a little at him, he was doing better than this morning. His meds must have taken affect. We walked over to the large mat in the middle of the floor, and began stretches. I did the spits, right left,  and middle. I did some of my previous gymnastics skills, front tuck,  back tuck, and a full twisting double back. That was hard. Round off back handspring back hand spring into a huge double back with a twist. I stuck the landing. I heard him chuckle,  and I laughed,  for the first time in a month. I hadn't stuck that skill in so long,  and excitement rushed through me.  I had a feeling today was going to be a good day.

     It was now almost 8:00am, my hair appointment was at 9. I was told to take a shower, and to straighten my hair, that was it would be easier to work with. I was in my room,  and I undressed from my sweaty gym clothes,  I put them into the dirty clothes basket. I hopped into my shower, and turned the water on cool. I washed my hair,  and shaved everywhere. I was lost in thought, when my bathroom door was opened. He yelled "hurry the fuck up!  Your gonna be late! " I said "I'm sorry let me finish shaving". He huffed,  and walked out. I finished shaving, and got out of the shower, grabbing the towel next to the stall. I dried off,  and wrapped the towel around me, and quickly blew dry my hair. I straightened it as well. I walked out of my bathroom, keeping the towel tight around my body. I shivered, getting a weird feeling. I shrugged it off, and headed to my closet. Just as I was about to open the door, I was slammed roughly into it, but I made sure to keep hold of my towel. I let out a small whimper, remembering how many times he had done this before. He grabbed my shoulder, turning me around to face him, whilst pinning me to the door. As soon as we came face to face, my eyes widened. Tears pricked my eyes, as I realized that this man who was before me, was the one who had planned all the attacks on me. He was another one of my brothers. He greedily looked me up and down, and I kept my head down. He said "I've missed you baby girl...  You've grown up so much". I knew what he meant by that. Damon was not a nice guy, to anyone. Ever. I whispered "I have things to do today, I have a fight. " he nodded,  as if he understood. He said "then I guess this can wait till you get home". He let me go, and turned around,  leaving through the window. Should I tell kayden? What was that about?  What's gotta wait till I get back?  All the questions ran throughout my mind, but I got dressed, and headed out, to search the house for kayden. This was going to be a long day.

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