My 11 older brothers

Maia's P.O.V

"NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO STOP PLEASE"!!!!!!!!!!

Jake came running in my room like a lightning bolt

"Omg Maia are you ok"!!!!???

"No I'm not ok" I stared to cry

Jake came to my bed and hugged and cuddled me

"What happened"

"I had a horrible nightmare"

"Omg I heard a scream Maia are you ok"

Matt said as Ryan, Brian, John, Jessie, Chris, Jason, James, Danny, and Dillon came running as just as fast as jake came in.

"No guys she's not ok she had a bad nightmare" jake said still holding me

"What about"? Dillon says looking pretty worried

"It was about my father, he was beating me again" then tears start rushing down my face even harder.

Everyone in the room looked really mad, it was like they wanted to go to my father and beat the shit out of him. It was quiet for a little bit then Jessie broke the the silence

"Sweet heart it's ok your son of a bitch father will never hurt you again he's in jail now. And if he ever did try to hurt you again he will be wishing he was never born, right guys".

I heard a chorus of rights

"Ok" I said feeling a little bit better

"Sweet heart do you want me to sleep with you tonight" jake said as he was still holding me

"Yes please" I say in kind of a crying voice

"Ok, you guys can go back to sleep I got her".

Then I heard a chorus of good nights and ok's

Then after they left I feel asleep into jakes strong arms.

First before I go on let me introduce my self my name is Maia Isabel Crane officially Crane now it used to be Jean but I will get to that in a minute. I am 14 and I start high school tomorrow that is going to be a nightmare. I already know it will be because my brothers. They are not blood related to me but I call them my actual brothers. The reason why is because the Crane family adopted me. Before I came here I lived with my dad, I had two older brothers and an older sister but one of my older brothers left I don't know where he is right now. The other is in jail, and my older sister she became a prostitute and took off so I don't know where she is. Our mom died when I was 8 and that's when all hell broke loose. I mean it was bad before but then it got so much worse. Now all of them were gone with just me and my dad in the house. He started to beat me so hard I had marks all over my body. I know what you are probably thinking "couldn't any of your family help you out" well no because 1. I don't know a lot of my family and 2. The family that I do know is either dead or in jail so that won't help. My dad was finally caught beating me and the reason why I never told anyone was because we had a little exchange thing. If I wanted something then he would beat me and I would get whatever I asked for. But if it's something really big then he would beat me twice as hard. Like there was this one time I asked for a cell phone and I eventually got it but I had cracked ribs for three weeks and I had to lie to the doctor on how I broke them. It was terrible and every time I would breath it would hurt so much. I had a sucky life when I was younger. And I hide a lot and fake smiles and pretend that I'm ok. Now I don't have to do all that, actually for the first time truly say I'm happy. Here is my new family now.

Jake: Caring, nice, likes girls, player, strong, blonde hair and blue eyes, light skin and plays baseball 16

Matt: Nice, player, protective, strong, brown hair brown eyes light skin and plays basketball 17