Chapter Four:

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Ella

After the beating I took last night, not so much with fists this time but more with words. Let me just say that my parents were more than happy to believe anything my brother said about me. Now I have to keep up with my brother tonight and do whatever he says or else, I become the families punching bag. There has been this feeling though that I have had since we got here, almost like things will get better, man I hope that's true. 

Whoever said that its girls that like to shop, they have never been more wrong nor have they met my brother. "Keep up freak! We have a lot of stores to get to before this whatever its called closes. And I will be killed long before I allow you to keep me from my paradise." He snapped, nodding my head and keeping it down. Following him along, walking along behind him as he went in one store and came out a few minutes later, with more shopping bags. It was around seven O'clock when he stopped suddenly and turned to me. "Okay, I'm done with having you follow me around like a lost puppy. I'm going to get on some rides with the money mom and dad gave me, and you are going to take all of these bags." He said as he handed me the other two out of twenty bags he didn't have to me. "And bring them back to the house to my room, set them on the floor to the left of my bed and I may just not tell our parents that you were in my way tonight." He smirked and walked away.

Letting out a sigh of relief and pain I slowly made my way to back to the death trap.

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